Lin Yu'an glanced at the sky. The sun had already crossed the highest point of the day and was beginning to slowly descend towards the western ridge.
The light was no longer so glaring, but the temperature in the air was dropping at a perceptible rate.
"Alright, folks, time for reflection is over."
He immediately sprang into action, his tone becoming urgent and focused: "The temperature of my current environment is about minus twenty degrees."
"This means that this wolf's carcass will freeze rapidly within the next hour. I must complete all the decomposition work before it becomes completely frozen solid."
"Otherwise, once the muscles and joints freeze hard, my little Hunting Knife will become as useless as a nail clipper. This is a race against time."
He began the initial decomposition of this trophy, and the first thing to do was to drag the wolf's body into a side-lying position with limbs extended, optimal for operation.
