American Landowners: Starting with Hunting in Alaska

The sun shines on the earth.

After three days of relentless heavy snow, sunshine finally arrived today.

The pale light shone down and reflected off the endless white snow.

It's extremely glaring, especially if you don't take proper precautions.

In such weather, it is easy to get snow blindness.

"call--"

A cloud of white mist was exhaled with each breath, then quickly disappeared into the frigid air.

Suwei shoveled the shovel heavily into the snowdrift.

He stood in the cleared ground in front of the wooden house, his hands gripping the shovel handle, panting heavily.

Sweat streamed down his back, and his thermal underwear was already soaked through.

Two hours.

From the moment dawn broke, he kept repeating the motions of shoveling and throwing snow.

Last night's damn blizzard almost buried the whole cabin.

It snowed heavily all night long, almost the heaviest snowfall in recent days.

In the deepest parts, the snow even submerged half of the windows. If it's not cleared in time, and the snow melts and then freezes again when the temperature rises, the weight could crush the main beams of this old wooden house.

Especially the roof.

Su Wei looked up.

The wooden house, which originally had a pointed roof, is now round like a big mushroom.

He had just had to risk setting up a ladder and using a long pole to poke off the snow eaves that were about to fall off the edge of the roof.

That would be even more strenuous and risky.

Fortunately, the work is finished.

A narrow path, about one meter wide, leads from the entrance to the garage and then to the outside.

This is the only man-made trace on this vast expanse of white snow.

[Hard work! You've completed a thorough snow removal of your home, averting the risk of your house collapsing.]

[Life Skills +15]

【Life Skills Module lv2 (159/300)】

A blue, semi-transparent panel flashed past the edge of my field of vision.

Su Wei didn't pay attention.

He took off his thick gloves, which were covered in ice, and vigorously patted the snow off his body.

"Clang!"

The shovel was leaning against the corner of the wall.

Suwei pushed open the heavy oak door, and a wave of warm air mixed with the crackling sound of the fireplace burning rushed out.

The sudden temperature change from minus thirty degrees Celsius to plus twenty degrees Celsius made him feel a little dizzy.

The room was quiet.

The fire in the fireplace was still burning, occasionally crackling.

Marshmallow was fast asleep on the wool carpet, her big tail covering her nose. When she heard the door open, she only twitched her ears, too lazy to turn over.

The little guy ate too much last night, and with the house warm, he became completely lazy.

Su Wei hung his coat on the rack by the door and walked quickly to the table by the window.

There's an old-fashioned radio there.

Turn the knob with your fingers.

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

There was no human voice.

Apart from the static of the electricity, you couldn't hear anything else.

Su Wei frowned and patiently fine-tuned the frequency.

I switched from AM to FM and tried a few of my usual Kodiak local channels.

There's no signal at all.

He took his phone out of his pocket.

The screen lights up.

The signal bar in the upper right corner is a glaring "X".

It seems that this unprecedented blizzard has brought too many problems.

Either the transmission tower collapsed under the weight of the snow, or the geomagnetic storm interference was too severe.

At this point, he completely disappeared.

"As expected."

Su Wei tossed his phone back onto the table with a soft thud.

He walked to the window and looked into the distance through the glass.

The dirt road leading to Kodiak town has been completely obscured.

The bushes and signposts that used to line the roadside have all disappeared, and all that can be seen is a continuous expanse of white snow-covered hills.

With such heavy snow, not to mention his old Dodge pickup truck, even a military all-terrain vehicle couldn't drive it.

Unless there's a helicopter, he'll be completely trapped here.

There was no rescue.

There were no supplies.

There was no one to talk to.

If it were right after he transmigrated, he would have been pacing anxiously around the room.

But now.

Suwei turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Instead of worrying about useless things, let's fill our stomachs first.

Place the frying pan on the stove.

Several thick slices of bacon were thrown in.

As the oil slowly seeped out, the slices of meat began to curl, releasing a rich, smoky aroma.

Suwei then cracked three more eggs into the mixture.

The egg whites quickly bubbled in the oil, and the edges turned golden brown and crispy.

He took out the half-pot of leftover rice from last night from the cupboard and poured it directly into the pot to stir-fry.

There's nothing special about this meal; it's mainly high in calories.

In extremely cold environments, heat is life.

As long as you eat enough calories, your body can continuously generate heat like a furnace to resist the cold outside.

Conversely, hunger can cause a person to lose body temperature several times faster.

A few minutes later.

Su Wei sat down at the table with a large plate of bacon and egg fried rice.

He ate heartily.

The heat from the food traveled down my esophagus, dispelling the chill that had seeped into my bones from working outside.

As he ate, he mentally assessed the current situation.

The roads are already blocked by heavy snow.

But now the sky has finally cleared up.

Perhaps this blizzard will finally stop?

If that's the case, then that's really good news.

But the problem remains unresolved: when will the snow removal team be able to clear the snow from the road leading here?

That's the real problem.

The food stored at home, plus yesterday's ice fishing catch.

At least ensure he doesn't starve.

The key issue is debt.

Bank interest rates don't stop just because of a blizzard.

He would never forget that he still owed the bank $16.

I still need to pay back 3 this month.

But right now, he only has 1.

It's still halfway done.

Su Wei swallowed a mouthful of fried rice and turned his gaze back to the window.

That's in the southeast direction.

Last night's blizzard left a deep impression on him with those dark figures.

Roosevelt deer.

One of the largest deer species in North America.

The lead stag's antlers probably spanned over 1.5 meters, and it certainly weighed over 800 pounds.

In this parallel world of Alaska, high-quality wild game commands high prices on the black market.

That's not a deer.

That's a walking $50,000.

It's an opportunity for him to pay off most of his debts and redeem ownership of this land.

and.

Such a large herd of deer couldn't just disappear into thin air.

After heavy snow closes the mountain passes, they will definitely find a place that can block the wind and has shrubs or tree bark to gnaw on to spend the winter.

That U-shaped valley.

Suwei slowed down his chewing.

They went in that direction last night.

The terrain there is low-lying, with high rock walls on both sides to block the wind, and the valley floor is likely to be full of willows and alder trees.

That's a natural shelter from the wind.

As long as they are still there.

Su Wei put down the spoon, took out a tissue, and wiped her mouth.

The plate is empty.

[Ding! You have enjoyed a high-calorie bacon and egg fried rice]

[Successfully prepared a delicious bacon fried rice meal, Life Module Experience +9]

【Life Skills Module lv2 (168/300)】

[Gain temporary buff: Hunger (Medium)]

[Stamina recovery speed slightly improved; cold resistance slightly improved.]

Suwei stood up and threw the plate into the sink.

Go check it out.

I have to go and see.

Even if we don't take action today, we still need to confirm their location.

In this kind of awful weather, the deer's range is limited, and once their location is locked, they are trapped like turtles in a barrel.

But this trip was not easy.

The snow was too deep.

Even when wearing snow boots, your feet will sink up to your thighs when you step on them.

If you step into a snow-covered hole or tree pit, you could easily twist your ankle.

In the wilderness, a person who loses a leg is essentially dead.

Su Wei walked down to the storage room at the bottom of the stairs.

He rummaged around for a while and pulled out a pair of somewhat old aluminum alloy frame snowshoes.

This thing looks bulky, like a giant tennis racket, but it's essential for walking in deep snow, preventing people from sinking in.

Check the straps.

The nylon buckle is a bit old, but it's still quite sturdy.

Su Wei sat on a small stool by the door and began to put on his gear.

First, the insulation layer.

Fleece jacket, down vest.

I put on that dark green hard-shell windproof jacket over it, which is windproof and waterproof.

The pants were thick ski pants with the cuffs tied tight, and snow gaiters were put on to prevent snow from getting into the boots.

Finally, there's the hat and goggles.

Fully armed, Su Wei only showed half of his face.

He walked to the wall.

He took down the well-maintained Browning rifle.

The gun sling was slung over his shoulder, and the gun was slung diagonally across his chest.

The heavy rifle made him feel a little more at ease.

The hunting knife at his waist.

The backpack contained a rope, a fire starter, and a first-aid kit.

Everything has been checked.

"Huh?"

At that moment, the marshmallow, who had been lying on the carpet, seemed to sense something.

It raised its head, let out a puzzled cry, then stood up unsteadily and ran to Suwei's feet with small steps.

It rubbed its furry head against Suwei's leg, as if it wanted to go out with him.

Suwei crouched down and gently rubbed its little head through her thick gloves.

"Not this time."

The snow was too deep.

The little guy jumped in and disappeared from sight immediately.

Although it is a fox, it is not yet an adult. If it encounters wild animals or traps, Suwei will not have the energy to take care of it.

"Watch the house."

Suwei pointed to the food bowl next to the fireplace.

The marshmallow seemed to understand, but also seemed to be deterred by the cold air seeping in through the crack in the door.

It yawned, turned around, and huddled back into the warm wool blanket.

Suwei stood up.

I did a final check of the ammunition magazine.

Ammunition is ready.

In this world sealed off by ice and snow, this was his guarantee of survival.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.

Grasp the doorknob with your right hand and press it down hard.

"Click".

The door lock popped open.

He pushed open the door and strode into the vast expanse of white snow.