As a qualified territory, it is necessary to reserve various supplies to cope with various climate changes.

Just like Boss State, run by Baron Bezos, the state's material warehouse still stocks cold-proof materials, even if this area is not cold at all.

In the two coldest months of the year, the temperature remains at 5°C above zero.

The warm and humid air blowing from the East China Sea will keep it relatively warm and humid.

But Bosbon still needs to stock up on these rarely used cold-proof supplies.

The purpose is to be able to deal with unexpected situations, not only in terms of climate, but also in dealing with monsters that possess the power of frost magic.

In other words, you may not need these things, but you must prepare them.

Zong Shen deeply agrees with this concept of being prepared.

This batch of materials will be stored in the territory’s [warehouse].

It happened that he obtained the drawings of [Warehouse] a long time ago.

After listing the [Sewn Sheepskin Jacket] for sale.

Zong Shen drove the drilling machine back to the lord's courtyard.

He put the drilling machine away. Today's treasure hunting trip caused the front-end drill bit to lose about one-fifth of its durability.

Its work intensity is no less than drilling into a granite mountain for several hours.

The ice layer on the ground is as high as the steps outside the small building.

This is the result of the snow melting and shrinking, but no matter how thick the ice is, it is easier to walk on than the soft and accumulated snow. It is simply unimaginable that the snow can bury a person alive.

He stepped forward resolutely, and the non-slip chain spikes under his boots dug into the ice, making a crisp "crack" sound.

When he opened the door of the lord's small building, warm air suddenly blew out.

Colliding with the cold air outdoors, a thin white mist bursts out.

The comfort level inside the small building cannot be compared to the cold outside.

Zong Shen walked quickly inside, turned around and closed the door.

The thick solid wood door isolates the cold from the invasion. There is no magic chandelier turned on in the house. Only the fireplace with lit pine tar blocks is dazzling, illuminating the hall with an orange-red color.

The shadows on the wall were stretched infinitely, and there was silence in the lord's small building.

There is only the soft "crackling" sound of burning pine tar blocks.

The four nights in the dead of winter were even more peaceful than the previous few days.

"Sir...you are back."

Luna's voice came from the living room. She was leaning on the chair and looking at Zong Shen with hazy eyes.

She was easily tired when it was cold, so this afternoon she and Vereesa were ordered to go on an expedition.

This made Luna even more sleepy and tired.

They returned to the lord's small building just over an hour earlier than Zong Shen.

Now Vereesa and Mariel have also gone upstairs to rest, but she is the only one who insists on staying in the hall, waiting for Zong Shen's return.

Zong Shen saw Luna and immediately took off his helmet.

The thin layer of ice on the metal helmet began to melt, and drops of water dripped from the edge of the helmet onto the ground.

His eyes looked at Luna, and the warmth on his face almost filled the entire hall.

He just opened his hands and walked up quickly.

Luna's beautiful eyes looked slightly, and she stood up from the chair, with a trace of expectation in her eyebrows.

When Zong Shen came to her, he threw the helmet on the ground.

The silver-white face-covered battle helmet collided with the stone ground, making a "clang" sound.

Zong Shen opened his arms and hugged Luna tightly.

A warm embrace can make people feel happy, especially in this dark and quiet hall.

The two hugged each other quietly for four or five minutes.

In the end, it was Luna who twisted her body first, turned her head, and whispered in Zong Shen's ear.

"Sir, I will give you the treasure box I harvested today."

"From two o'clock in the afternoon to eleven o'clock in the evening, we broke a total of seven small icebergs."

"I got seven winter treasure chests and killed 37 ice beasts."

Luna reported in a gentle tone, blowing warm wind from her mouth, gently brushing Zong Shen's earlobe, making his ears feel a little itchy.

After mentioning the treasure chest, Zong Shenke became excited again.

This time he can unbox it and enjoy it!

Except for the first treasure chest that has been opened.

This round, he can open twenty-five more winter treasure chests.

Thinking of this, Zong Shen slowly let go of his hand and pulled Luna to the long table.

With a wave of his hand, blue and white treasure chests engraved with the patterns of mammoth beasts suddenly appeared on the table. They were stacked on top of each other, occupying almost half of the long table.
Chapter completed!