After the clothes brought down the clay, a small gap suddenly expanded into a hole the size of Fred's thumb.
The fierce wind instantly poured in through the hole.
Fred's face changed, and as he just sat up, some broken snow entered the shelter through the hole, making him shiver.
"Damn it, I did something stupid!"
Fred cursed himself while hurriedly trying to find a remedy.
He looked around and still felt that using clothes to block the hole was more suitable.
Therefore, Fred moistened some clothes again, intending to stuff them into the hole to block it.
But Fred had not yet managed to stuff the clothes.
The clay around the hole seemed to be affected by a chain reaction and began to flake off.
As the wind intensified, the clay began to crumble like weathered stones.
Fred panicked.
And in his panic, Fred accidentally knocked over the rice bowl placed near the fireplace, causing the water inside to spill directly onto the burning firewood in the fireplace.
