It was the liveliest day the Crown Territory had ever seen.
The arrival of five newcomers filled the camp with energy, laughter, and cheer.
As one of the first to arrive, Maria had naturally become the de facto manager among the women. Aside from Erica, who was a handful, the others were relatively obedient to the work Maria assigned.
"What's this?" Feng Mountain was about to take some musk ox meat from the snowdrift refrigerator when he noticed three crates on the snow. Each crate was the same size—two meters long and one meter wide—and was wrapped tightly in waterproof tarps.
"I don't know. They were delivered this morning before dawn. The delivery person didn't say anything, just that they were a gift for you!" Maria said, shaking her head.
Another gift?
'Why are these foreigners always so secretive when giving gifts?'
Feng Mountain was about to open one of the wooden crates.
