The gatherer who noticed perpetuality didn't think much about it, but said that the 'companion' of perpetuality looked too highly at those who tried to challenge the winners, and the labor was beyond their means.

"Heh, don't look at what kind of equipment they use, how can the mellow stone used for ice smashing can cause us harm? Our skin is not as hard as ice, but sharp stones can pose a threat to us, but those idiots just don't understand this, so they lose every time, obviously they have resisted so many times, and they just can't learn well. ”

"That's right, after all, it's an inferior laborer, and it's useless except that it's a little useful as a laborer, how can it be compared with us noble victors."

The contempt from the bottom of the heart in the words of the gatherer made the perpetual who had been listening silently swell, and a slight beat emerged in his thoughts, like a trace of waves on the surface of a calm lake, but unfortunately, the perpetual who reacted to it could not understand what it was when he thought about it carefully.

One thing is certain, though, that it doesn't like the fact that these people now claim to be 'victors' and see other people as gatherers of mustard.

Soon, the victors return to their own warm paradise - the hive ice melting zone.

Entering the waters of the ice melting area, Yong Chuan clearly felt that his body was warm, and the water temperature around him had risen by at least ten degrees, which was far from being comparable to the previous waters.

"Great settlement, we're back!"

The victorious team roared out in unison, announcing their return to all the gatherers in the icemelt zone.

A large number of swarthy gatherers scrambled from all over the icemelt area, which frightened Pertinence into believing it to be an ambush and secretly preparing for battle.

However, things unfolded somewhat unexpectedly.

The gatherers, who were also swarthy and black, did not attack, but piled up in two to form a kind of 'sandwich welcome' formation to welcome the return of the victors.

Further beyond these swarthy gatherers are a few sparse and scattered gray gatherers, each armed with a stone dagger of the same style as the victor.

The victor's procession made its way through the meadows of the Dark Gatherers, each carrying one or two corpses of the Dark Gatherers, giving the perpetuity of the perpetuity hidden in the ranks an absurd and eerie feeling.

However, it immediately realized that it was likely to be exposed, and immediately suppressed the mood swing, and remained silent, carefully observing the reactions of the other gatherers.

Fortunately, all the victors were attracted by the congratulations of the dark gatherers on both sides of the mewich, and did not notice the abnormality of one of the 'superfluous ones' in the team.

Moreover, Yongsu can feel that the victors of Triumph seem to enjoy such a welcome ceremony, and Yongsu estimates that this should be something that the winners have arranged on their own initiative before they set off.

Fortunately, it was not exposed - while Yongsu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he finally had the leisure to pay attention to the environment of the hive's ice melting area.

Adjusting the level of vitreous concave in its eyes, it looked past the swarthy gatherers on either side of the mecca and landed farther behind them.

Not all of the Ice Melting Zone gatherers have gathered, and some are still busy with their own business.

Forever saw that there were still many swarthy gatherers at work, holding round stones and grinding a large stone slab.

The gray gatherers have been urging the dark gatherers to do their work, and although they have extremely damaging weapons such as stone daggers, these gray gatherers seem to prefer to drive the dark gatherers to their work progress by waving their tentacles, and occasionally waving at the dark gatherers who are polishing the stone slabs, and the laborers will work harder under this spur and fear.

At the same time, Forever can also see that from time to time there will be victors patrolling by, and unlike the gray gatherers, they do not take the initiative to urge the dark gatherers to work harder, but show a haughty posture, whether it is gray or dark.

If the gray gatherers see their swarthy people as tools, they are not even tools in the eyes of the victors, but at best ants on the side of the road, weeds, or something insignificant and insignificant.

The relationship between the different types of gatherers in the ice melting area was quickly clarified.

At this moment, it saw that a stone slab seemed to be processed, and the swarthy gatherers were laboriously lifting the slate, their eyes following the slate as it shifted, and it saw the massive, slate everywhere, the central area of the ice melting zone.

The perpetual continuity that is still puzzling, when I saw the gatherers lying on the stone slabs, I immediately realized the purpose of these stone slabs.

In this age of ice and snow, temperature has become the most scarce resource, and this resource cannot be taken away, after all, the heat is emitted from the hive.

The closer the hive area, the better the water temperature, the more comfortable the environment, and the establishment of class, so it becomes a sustainable sight.

At the heart of it is the entrenchment of the victors, who place stone slabs on the cone of the beehive, like hanging coffins erected on a cliff, layered on top of each other, and whenever the victors want to rest, they will lie down on these stone slabs, enjoying the high perspective and the warm and comfortable temperature.

Then there's the circle at the bottom of the hive, where the grey gatherers are entrenched, where you can enjoy a decent temperature, but without the bird's-eye view of the victors.

In addition, there is the place where the dark gatherers are entrenched, the temperature is not as good as the first two, but the edge of the ice melting area is still warm, and the distribution of stone slabs is not as neat as the first two, and the messy distribution of mass graves can't help but look a little downcast.

The dark gatherers crowded on both sides, and the 'mecca' they had built was quickly completed, and the victors who had returned from the expedition scattered after enjoying the glory of returning from winning the battle.

Most of them swim towards the hive, and the long expedition makes them very tired and want to rest.

A few went in other directions, judging from the open and closed mouths that didn't listen, it was estimated that they were planning to have a full meal first, and the previous battle consumed a lot of physical energy.

Forever didn't think about it, and he also made the act of eating, and dispersed with the large army that went to the hive.

It had begun to consider whether or not to leave this place, where it could not feel the life field channel that once covered the entire world, which meant that the gatherers here had no contact with other kinds.

Moreover, because of the danger shown by the previous chaotic battle, the three gatherers in this ice melting area never intend to come into direct contact with them, let alone expose themselves.