The harsh, biting wind howled across the boundless tundra, and a furry vole poked its head out from a snowdrift, only to be frightened back by a rumbling sound.
A train with only four carriages moved across the snowy terrain.
This train had no rails, instead, it was mounted on tracks beneath the chassis. Carriages were interconnected with hooks, each seemed to have its own power system, yet it appeared all power was provided by the leading vehicle.
Night Ten sat by the window, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the vast, astonishing tundra outside, a look of indescribable wonder in his eyes.
These "Dog Planners" really have something here.
Although there were less than a hundred players active in the Wandering Swamp, the operators of "Wasteland OL" still managed to create this section of the map.
The hail beating against the window, the snow kicked up by the tracks, the reindeer crossing the tundra...
Everything was so realistic.
