C250 Shoot the Grass and Kill the Snake.!

In the middle of the dense forest, at the waist of the mountain, apart from the occasional gust of cold wind, there were no other sounds.

In this kind of cold weather, even the insects and wild beasts did not want to come out and move around.

In a patch of grass less than a hundred meters away from Rollins, a figure wearing a white vest was lying motionlessly inside