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"We can't get in. Sorry, you guys sit here first." Wen Xia went into the house and took out a wooden board and placed it in front of the fire. He watched them look at the fire on the ground in surprise and said excitedly that there was something here. There is so much dry wood, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

She made five bowls of hot bone soup and handed it over: "The wooden board can be used as a stool to sit on. This is the bone soup I made. You can drink it to get rid of the cold."

The five young people stretched out their fingers, carefully feeling the heat so close at hand, and felt in their hearts that they were extremely happy now.

It's hard to find wood now. They dig flammable ice cubes from the ice to burn it. But the fire is blue, small and does nothing. It will be gone after cooking a meal, and it's hard to find. It doesn't work at all. There is no way for them to warm themselves over a fire and feel such a temperature.

The old man was looking at the houses not far away. When he saw that the god's house was full of wood, and the house was actually made of grass and mud, he was filled with excitement. Even a house like this became history a hundred years ago. I didn't expect that I would be able to see so many miracles today.

When they heard Wen Xia speak, none of them reacted.

"Woof woof woof!" Xiaobai shouted, awakening the consciousness of several people.

A strange aroma came from the tip of his nose. The old man turned around and looked at the scalding hot food that was held in a solid container. With tears in his eyes, he said, "God, thank God for the gift!"

As soon as your knees are bent, you have to kneel to the ground.

A hand held him, and Castle even felt the warmth coming from his dry skin.

"Grandpa!" Several other people also reacted and came over anxiously, their fingers intertwined but they didn't dare to speak.

Wen Xia stopped the kneeling old man and handed over the soup bowl in his hand: "There are no need to have so many rules now. One bowl per person, as long as you have enough to drink. We will talk about it when you are warm."

The old man stretched out his withered fingers and felt that he had never been happier than he was now. This was a sacred object! It feels stiff in your hand and feels harder than ice cubes!

"Thank you, thank you!" The place where it came into contact was not hot, but the temperature was right to the touch, more comfortable than being heated over a fire.

The others watched eagerly. Wen Xia handed over a bowl, and then took out the flour cakes that Xiao Huihui and the others ate, and gave one to each of them: "Bone soup, it is very comfortable to eat with flour cakes, but the flour cake in my hand Not many, I can only give one to each of you as a meeting gift."

"No, no need!" The old man wanted to refuse, "I have it in my bag. It was given to me by the god. We can just eat this!"

He pointed at Xiao Huihui.

Wen Xia said indifferently: "Keep what you have in the bag and take it back to your family to eat. Once you are full, we can talk about things."

The old man thought of his great-grandson at home. Since the gods were so tolerant, he no longer refused. He took it carefully and took a sip of the soup first.

It's hot, but delicious, a flavor that's stronger than it smells.

"It smells like potbelly fish!" It is a kind of fish in the water that lives hundreds of meters under the ice water. The people who can hunt this kind of fish have now disappeared. There is only one inheritor in the village.

A few people were lucky enough to taste it a few years ago.

"Ah! Just drink it, the meat has melted into the water! It tastes great!" Nan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes were so big that it was scary.

If it is at night, it can be used as a light bulb by lighting it.

The other young people nodded repeatedly without raising their heads, slurping soup and noodles into their stomachs.

It was obvious that they were very hungry.

Wen Xia waited quietly for them to eat and served a few more bowls.

Castle sighed at the preciousness and deliciousness of this food, tears filled his eyes, and his big teardrops fell into the bowl without even noticing. He wiped away his tears, raised his head and smiled sheepishly at Wen Xia: "Ahem, I'm sorry. At my age, I didn't expect that I would still have this time."

He succeeded the previous village chief at 35. He has been working hard for the past few years, acting like a patriarch, and has never cried like he did when he was young.

Now the grandson is still watching, but he can't help crying.

Wen Xia shook his head, looking at the almost deformed and alienated face they revealed after taking off the simple masks made of cloth strips, and thought of some possibility.

She didn't mention it for the time being, and gave the old man another bowl of soup. After watching several people drink it, she confirmed that it was no longer needed, and then took the person to sit down by the fire.

The light of the flames and the cold light reflected from the snow reflected on her face, and there was a piece of natural light above her head, which made her look like a soft filter, making her look no weaker than a mortal.

The people in Castle were quite nervous. The old man showed his respect and said calmly: "God, I don't know how long you will stay here? If you need anything, we will help you if we can."

Even if they can't find a resort today, as long as the gods can be merciful and allow them to live in this small place for half a month, they can survive the winter season. It can be considered that the gods are merciful to them.

Wen Xia smiled gently: "I may have to stay here for a while. The specific time is still uncertain. However, if we spend a lot of time together in the future, you can just call me Wen Xia. Let me introduce my companions to you. Little Huihui, Little White, Little Yellow, and yes, there’s another one in the backyard!”

She shouted, and several people heard a gentle roar not far away, and a huge yellow figure came out.

"! What is this, what is this!" Ah Wei stood up with his eyes wide open, looking at Rhubarb's huge belly, he felt it was bigger than the belly of a potbelly fish in the water, as if he had been pregnant for ten months.

"This is Rhubarb, and it is also our partner." Wen Xia explained: "There are many dangerous creatures in the mountains behind me, so it is not convenient for you to stay here for a long time."

When several people's disappointment was visible to the naked eye, she continued: "Village Chief, I know where the resort you are looking for is. I can ask Xiao Huihui to take you there."

"Really!" Ah Wei clapped his hands excitedly. In an instant, the bare back of his hand cracked and bright red blood flowed out.

He himself didn't notice it at all and hugged his brother Anan excitedly.

The gods didn't want to keep them. I thought they didn't want to save them, but they didn't expect that they wanted to take them to a resort!

Also, there, the life of the gods will not be disturbed.

Castle smiled and nodded: "I wonder where it is?"

"In a valley, the snow has been blowing for a few days, and it is probably buried by the wind and snow. I will ask Xiao Huihui and the others to help you transport the snow. When you settle down, we can talk about business."

Wen Xia looked at the ice and snow in front of him, then glanced at the fish skins on their bodies, curious about what local products this world would have.

No matter whether she could return to her original world or not, she wanted to store some for emergencies.

"Business?" Castle was stunned. "Just tell me what you want. If we have it, we will definitely bring it to you."

After speaking, there was some shame on his deformed face: "But the things are not as good as the gods, no, I mean, not as many and varied as the things you have here."

The old man touched the wooden board under his buttocks. The only complete wooden board in the house was the mattress on the bed. Use one piece, not one piece. Seeing his appearance, Wen Xia was stunned, "Then how do you usually live...Forget it, let's do this. When will you move? Xiao Huihui will be with you and can help transport some large items so that you don't have to worry about it in the cold winter. I couldn’t move it all before.”

According to the old man, in the dead of winter, the temperature of the sky and the earth changes suddenly. If an ordinary igloo is not big enough, it can be buried by wind and snow in two days. The people inside can't dig it out as fast as the wind and snow can bury it.

Living in an igloo means waiting to die.

As for why they didn't go up the mountain in advance and live on the mountain.

First, because the people in the village at the foot of the mountain are familiar, there is no need to worry about various sudden traps.

The second reason is that there is a lake there, which is dug and maintained by people all year round, and the fish in it are caught as food for their survival.

There is wind and snow all year round on the mountain. Although there is a lake, the ice layer on it is at least several meters thick. It is not cost-effective to dig a new food outlet. It consumes too much manpower and material resources.

Not to mention the various unknown traps in the mountains.

In comparison, moving once a year is already a relatively cost-effective option.

"Great!" Anan shouted, bending down to look at Wen Xia with a pious look on his face, "God, thank you for your help."

"Thank you for your help. We have too many things. If the Gray God is willing to help, we can bring a lot of things up this time and we can better survive the winter." Archie explained to Wen Xia.

"Yes, if we can bring a few more snowfish, we can have enough food and live a few more days," said another young man, Ari.

Wen Xia heard that they talked about snow fish and big belly fish all the time, so he guessed that there were only fish in this world.

She sighed helplessly, thinking about how the people here could survive in this world without greenery and agriculture. She couldn't figure out how. If she didn't come, these people would slowly become extinct.

But now that she's here, what can she do to help?

Therefore, the word "god" cannot be used in their mouths.

"It's okay... The resort is not far from my place. If you have anything worth exchanging, you can show it to me and exchange it for some food with me."

Maybe this is the only thing that can help.

As soon as he finished speaking, Castle and the five young people became even more excited. Does this mean that they can still drink this delicious bone soup and the bread in the bag, or that there is something else here that they have not tasted before? s things!

In an instant, the world of these people was as brilliant as countless fireworks.

A few people left without sitting for a while, saying they were rushing back to pack their things.

Hui Hui and Xiao Bai, who had the highest spiritual power, followed them back. Behind them, there was a black camera flying high in the sky. The camera is spherical and looks like Blue Star's smart surveillance camera. In fact, it originally had the same function. It is just a military camera ball in the interstellar world, and it also has scanning and detection functions.

Wen Xia once tried to use it. The images captured by the military cameras will be displayed on the supporting monitor screen. The data recorded in the brain, converted into Blue Star data, cannot exceed a distance of twenty kilometers at most.

Once it exceeds [-] kilometers, it needs to be fixed on other machinery. It only has a shooting function and cannot transmit back. Of course, the detection and scanning function can still be used. Once there is any dangerous scene, a harsh beeping sound will sound to wake you up, and a red light will flash on the corresponding monitoring screen.

Because it was his first time traveling in the wind and snow, Wen Xia controlled the camera ball and circled around it. Sure enough, everything he saw was white. Occasionally, he could see a bright reflective color, but when he looked closer, he saw a layer of blue ice.

It should be a lake. The water inside is blue, like the color of the sea, but the fish are white, and big fish are rolling in it.

They don't seem to need to breathe air and can move freely underwater.

Wen Xia praised repeatedly, controlled the camera to follow several people's heads again, and used his brain to record the route of a group of people.

"Grandpa! Will our days get better and better?" Anan asked the question he had asked countless times. The tattered cloth strips exposed his nose that was red from the cold, but his eyes were shining brightly.

Castle, who walked forward with his head buried in his chest, did not reply, but his body was extremely warm.

"It will be fine, Anan. The gods have come here, but they have not given up on us." Abe, who had never spoken before, suddenly said, "Maybe one day, we can also plant our own miracles with the gods... In that house, there are A lot of green, all packed in sturdy containers... Maybe we can do this in the future..."

When Abe thought of that magical house, the first thing he saw was the utility rack made of wood, which was filled with green plants. The containers were all sturdy, including wood and things they had never seen before.

The old man buried his head in the wind and snow, but his hoarse voice was blown back by the wind: "It will be fine... the children, it will be fine."

He firmly believed.

Castle said that it was at the foot of the mountain, which was actually not far from where Wen Xia was. The straight-line distance was only three kilometers, but a few people walked all afternoon.

First, because of the heavy wind and snow, it is easy to get lost, and second, the road is too difficult to walk.

In this vast expanse of white, any mark they made would be covered by wind and snow, so several people went down with the help of the compass in Castle's hand.

As imagined, the village is a flat ice surface, and the houses are houses made of ice.

The shell of almost every house is thick and there is very little space inside.

Castle and the others went back when it was almost dark. Everyone in the village was waiting at the entrance of the village, as if they were almost turning into ice sculptures.

Looking forward to pedestrians traveling from afar.

It's been almost a week, and the village chief and the others still haven't come back.

The woman wrapped her body tightly in fish skin and stood stiffly, her body used to the cold wind, "Roselle, can dad come back tonight?"

The man stretched out his strong arms and hugged the woman's thin shoulders to comfort her: "I will come back, I believe in the village chief."

He was Castle's son-in-law and one of the five men who remained.

Holy places need to be found, and people in the village need to be left to do chores.

The lake needs to be cultivated every day, and the fish needs to be caught every day. If any link is missing, someone will starve to death.

Ten strong men in the village are divided equally, each having to complete their respective tasks.

Women help to protect the young babies. This is their inheritance.