The high-temperature magma that overflows from the cracks in the surface of the earth either converges into rivers on both sides of the lava caverns, flowing endlessly, or accumulates into lakes, with smooth surfaces that cannot flow.

The temperature here is above fifty degrees Celsius all year round, so much so that ordinary stones on the road are enough to bake an egg.

"Poof", a charred poached egg that had been baked on one side was tumbled to the other, and a pair of chopsticks were placed on the stone, waiting for it.

A large stone with a radius of several meters was tiled with a piece of oiled paper, on which a few droplets of oil fell dripping.

A few hams, a few sausages, some mushrooms and vegetables, and a large plate of sliced tenderloin, front leg meat, neatly arranged around the oiled paper.

Yang Jian and his entourage sat in a circle around the big stone, and the blizzard on the side, Cui Se, holding a bottle of freshly brewed cold beer, served wine to the guests from time to time.

"Ha", Yang Jian took a sip of beer comfortably, "This poached egg looks ripe, come and eat it separately."

He took the slaughtering knife and carefully divided the poached egg into five parts.

"Everybody, let's go."

Bob the Barbarian, a pair of chopsticks like a gale, took the largest piece first.

"Whoa", he threw it straight into his mouth, rolling in his throat.

"Head, that's a good way to make eggs," Bob smacked his lips in disbelief.

Immediately after, he clamped a large chicken butt with chopsticks and placed it on the oilcloth.

Sissi took a small bite of the poached egg, and her little face was full of happiness.

Hans placed slices of tenderloin and foreleg meat neatly on a tarpaulin, and then added clear oil to them one by one.

"Ziz", the meat makes a pleasant barbecue sound.

Yang Jian put some ham on top, this thing is the easiest to cook.

As for the sausages, this one is the most difficult to cook, so no one cares about it for the time being.

Kaede silently put some vegetables and mushrooms on top, and for the gunner, it was obviously better to keep his body in good condition and eat less greasy.

"Come, Trayse, fill it up for everyone", Yang Jian beckoned to the man.

"Great!" , Tracy took the beer can and filled everyone with a large glass.

The outside of the ice and snow barrier is like being in a furnace, but inside it is like spring all year round, and it is happy.

Soon, a burst of aroma permeated the entire cavern, and the dish was cooked.

Bob holds the chicken butt in one hand and nibbles for a while, while the other holds a beer glass and takes a sip from time to time.

Hans was also living a life of eating meat and drinking a lot.

Sissi was munching on a sausage, while the sharpshooter was silently eating the vegetables.

Yang Jian ate a few chopsticks and was concentrating on frying poached eggs again.

Gradually, the aroma spread farther and farther and more intense.

At this time, a layer of ripples suddenly appeared in the magma lake, which had been silent.

Tightly, an ugly face was revealed, and it was a lava corpse robber!

The corpse thief seemed to be attracted by the aroma, and swam in the magma lake, swimming straight towards Yang Jian and his party.

Seeing that he was about to approach Bob, and his target at this time was the big unfinished cock butt that Bob was holding in his hand.

At this time, Bob was still talking and laughing with everyone, unaware of the approaching crisis.