This mischievous girl, if she continues to hold it in, she might end up injuring herself.

Suzi Han knew that what she said was indeed hilarious, but the mechanics of the Doppelganger were such that whether one was a divine king or a divine emperor, the doppelginger would always function this way.

If one did not return to their original form midway and failed to replenish their divine energy, becoming smaller was a perfectly normal occurrence.

Haha, apologize, huh? Forgive my rudeness, but why do you seem so tiny? Susie Han said, raising her hands in resignation.

She pointed at Chi-Chi and remarked, "Hasn't Lady Chi-Chi always been that small? You'll get used to it.

" Suddenly, a loud rumble was heard, followed by a series of crashing sounds.

Zeon woke up, feeling her whole body stiff with cold as she tumbled from by Chayu's pillow on the bed.

She climbed up and heard a commotion from outside the window.

Half crawling, half flying.

She crossed over by Chiwea's stomach.

She leaned closer to the window, pulling it open just a crack and beheld the pitch black scene outside where a fierce snowstorm had begun.

Snowflakes mixed with hail pelted against the window.

Some glass already showing cracks.

Zeon immediately jumped onto Bowi, shaking him awake.

Yeah, yeah, there a disaster.

Get up and take a look.

Don't sleep or you might freeze to death.

By Chia stirred awake, turned on the spiritual energy lamp which flickered twice before going out.

He activated his spiritual power and flashes of lightning illuminated the room.

After switching on the lamp, he retrieved a low-grade spiritual stone from the spatial chain and replaced it.

The lamp glowed again, bringing him some relief.

As it seemed, the spiritual energy circuits in the room remained intact.

He opened the curtains to glance outside, saw the shattered glass, and quickly drew the curtain shut, then moved the wardrobe to block the window.

Come on, Zechon.

Let us go call Gao Gao and Yuan Yuan.

Chapter 3:21.

The snow disaster in the afternoon.

A heavy snowfall commenced, and by the time Chin Gao Gao and Xiao Yuan Yuan completed their tasks, the snowflakes had grown to the size of goose feathers.

I Chowiwa, concerned about the adverse weather conditions and treacherous journey ahead, decided to have the two little sprites stay overnight.

The two sprites settled in a guest room on the second floor.

As the night unfolded, the blizzard intensified, accompanied by hail that shattered windows, necessitating an urgent awakening of the sprites to kindle warmth.

By Chowwa tightened the blanket around her shoulders, feeling the frigid air within the room and promptly took action, rousing Gao Gao and Yuan Yuanne from their slumber.

Subsequently, the sprites dispersed to stoke the kitchen stove and heat the greenhouse.

Eventually, they gathered in the greenhouse.

Their expressions tinged with concern as they surveyed the glass enclosure, which had suffered significant breakage.

With the wind and snow threatening to invade, there was always the risk of collapse.

What should we do? Perhaps we should first relocate the plant sprites to the living room, then secure the greenhouse, suggested Shiao Yuan Yuan.

The sprites looked at her in unison, exclaiming in agreement with her brilliant idea.

Without delay, three little sprites sprang into action.

At that moment, Baiwa felt fortunate for having kept Ching Gao Gao and Xiao Yu and Yuan as their presence not only spared them from the peril of returning to the city in the heavy snow, but also provided assistance during this midnight crisis.

How lucky indeed.

Without them, the task of rescuing the plants would have been far too daunting for a solitary sprite.

Half an hour later, the sprites rested in the living room, panting heavily, surrounded by a multitude of plant sprites.

After a brief respit, they resumed their efforts with Chin Gao Gao and Xiao Yuan Yuan collaborating to find wooden boards to seal the windows.

Meanwhile, Bowaya busily tended to the fire in the kitchen, continuously adding firewood.

The large pot of boiling water was carried out by the little sprites and placed in the corners of the room for warmth.

Purple umbrella flitted from one plant sprite to another, checking on their conditions.

Many of the plant sprites had suffered frostbite, and several at the edges had succumbed to the cold, leaving behind only withered stalks.

Purple Umbrella's expression darkened, and she spoke little.

Chin Gao Gao maintained a stern visage as he pressed against the wooden boards, sealing the window, gazing out at the raging storm.

The snow had accumulated to nearly 50 cm in thickness.

"This weather is alarming.

I must report this immediately," he declared.

Indeed, replied Shiao Yuan Yuan as the two sprites fumbled with their communication device only to find no signal.

First enforcement team quickly broadcast the snow disaster warning to rescue those trapped under collapsed buildings and distribute heating resources.

Commanded Ling Dau, orchestrating the sprite's actions.

Repair team, hurry to repair the energy base station.

Aside from the city, there are many residents living in the wilderness who need urgent warning notifications.

Ling Daufu was incessantly busy, having started his frantic efforts as the snow escalated in the evening.

He had not slept a wink all night.

Suddenly, a slender figure appeared, a young girl materializing like a beacon of hope.

Upon seeing her, Ling Dau approached eagerly.

"Lady Lulu," he exclaimed with excitement.

Have you discovered the cause of tonight's sudden snow disaster? How can we prevent it? With a serious demeanor, Lulu replied, "Of course, I have found the cause.

It is the moon that has incited this catastrophe.

That scoundrel, U.

How could he cause such a monumental blunder, especially in the absence of our divine master?" At this thought, Lu filled with eye shattered Ling Dau's desk.

She could only imagine how worried and sorrowful the divine master would be upon learning of this incident.

This snow disaster has resulted in the demise of numerous beings within the divine realm, particularly the most vulnerable, the plant spirits.

Ling Daufu, unconcerned about his damaged desk, focused solely on the plight of the residents, patiently listening to Lu Lu<unk>s grievances.

It appeared that she had ascended to a divine tier, awakening a skill akin to that of our divine master, which had led to the snow calamity in the divine kingdom.

Lulu, in her frustration, felt a swell of rage.

Unable to rouse her, and with no means to confront her directly, I resorted to encircling the moon with branches of my true form.

severing her divine power.

The hail and heavy snow should gradually cease, leaving the arduous task of rescue to you, Daufu.

Observing Dau's dark circles and weary demeanor, I noted his disheveled, glossy fur.

The once unyielding Ling Dau had toiled throughout the night without any compensatory overtime, and it was evident that this disaster would lead to significant resource losses for the entire Dark Empire.

This additional resource gap would likely be deducted from the routine subsidies of the Pixie Administrative Council.

What a situation this is.

The thought of our divine master leading numerous followers into battle, enduring fatigue and danger while striving to accumulate resources for the divine realm only to have such a snow disaster unfold a home.

Wasting so many resources left Lulu Lu's teeth grinding in frustration.

Were it not for the consideration that Ueiu is the moon of the divine kingdom and that she must await the divine master's return for resolution, Lulu would have already reduced the moon to shambles.

It was all due to her negligence.

Since last year, as winter grew increasingly frigid with snowfall, she should have commenced an investigation into the causes.

Lulu was filled with regret.

Phone Louu, accompanying her teacher, had been involved in rescue efforts until midnight.

Since the onset of winter, the campus had transformed into the largest sanctuary for plant spirits.

With students taking on part-time roles caring for those flora and various butterfly spirits on this night, with the sudden onset of snow, hail, and plummeting temperatures, Funlu, as a student, had not been idle in stature, she could be considered a demagod, possessing greater cold resistance and spiritual energy reserves than many teachers and classmates.

The surrounding rescue efforts were progressing, albeit haphazardly, seizing the opportunity while others were occupied.

Funlu exchanged a few words with Grandpa Tree and ventured alone to the central square of the school, gazing up at the sky.

The temperature had likely plummeted to over minus50°.

Even the small, furry spirits would not dare to stand outside in such a frigid night without a tire, clad only in a thin garment.

If any knowledgeable observer were present, they would recognize that she was wearing the outfit prepared for her by the divine master for school.

A loose white t-shirt and khaki trousers.

Extending her hand, Fo L could sense the snow imbued with the moon's divine energy.

She could also perceive traces of the divine Lulu's intervention.

The tremors in the sky were inaudible to all, yet they resonated with the sound of willow branches in motion.

The willows at the horizon enveloped the disaster-stricken moon, halting the snow calamity.

The temperatures ceased its descent.

The hail edded, and the snowfall gradually diminished.