Jack had already negotiated with Brooks as the representative of the adventure team, and Ron and the rest of the adventurer team had settled in a small hut in the exile camp, waiting for the outcome of the negotiations. The exiles in the camp consciously distanced themselves from the members of the adventurer team, but their eyes were always focused on these uninvited guests.

"It's hard to imagine how these people live here, I don't know what the food is like here, but this environment, it's so-" Sefera whispered, "And there are monsters like that outside the camp, if it were me, I would probably be desperate." ”

The rest of the crew nodded noncommittally.

"I suspect that the people here simply don't have the information we need. The white wolf said coldly: "They can't even ensure their own safety, how can they collect the information we need?"

Their voices were kept low for the refugees in the distance to hear.

"Wait for the outcome of Mr. Jack's negotiations with the leader. One of the crew members spread his hands, quickly removed the package containing the dry food from his waist, and ate it with Shimizu.

In such cold weather as Bosilica, even the water in the water bladder was icy, and the crew couldn't help but shiver when they drank it.

"Shit, drinking water is like swallowing a block of ice. The crew couldn't help but curse angrily.

"Hmph, it's good to drink some. Another crew member also endured the cold and drank the ice water.

"Eh, what is this Mr. Ron doing?"

At this time, some of the crew noticed that Ron was walking towards the place where the refugees had gathered, and Sylvie was following closely.

"This ...... Didn't you say you shouldn't have too much contact with these natives?" Delansco asked in a low voice, "or I'll go—"

"Forget it, maybe this Ron, there's a good way. The white wolf sat on the cold mountain wall with his arms folded: "To be honest, I can't see through this person. ”

"Hehe, Mr. White Wolf, it's really not easy to get such an evaluation from Li's mouth. Sefera quipped, "I don't know if it's a good or bad thing to have this person on board." ”

"For now, it should be considered a good thing. It's good to have one more magician in the team, and this Ron's strength is really not bad, and if he puts it in Wishal, he can also take on important responsibilities under the lord. The white wolf said in a deep voice.

Ron didn't know that the crew were talking about him, and when he saw him approaching, the refugees who were hiding far away became nervous. Ron noticed that several children were also hiding behind the adults.

"What are you doing here?"

More than a dozen refugees gathered around the hut, led by a young man in his twenties, suddenly stood up and stopped Ron's path, looking at Ron with hostility in his eyes: "We know you're a magician, but I won't let you hurt my partner." ”

"I, I have no ill will. Ron couldn't help but laugh, "If we really want to hurt you, we can do it far away." ”

Apparently, the exiles who had just watched the battle with the zombie boss outside on the fence had already told the refugees who Ron was.

The muscles on the young man's face twitched twice, obviously he also knew that Ron's fire magic could be bombarded from a long distance, although there was still the intention of blocking, but he couldn't speak.

"Alright then, I'll be over here, not over. Ron smiled helplessly, and immediately squatted down on the spot: "Now that the weather is so cold, are you going to spend the winter like this?"

"We'll have a campfire in the evening. The young man answered Ron's question directly: "Our physical fitness is not as delicate as you think, hold on at night, and soon come over." ”

"Hmph, can you hold on, the children, and the old people, can you hold on?" Ron suddenly raised his voice too highly: "You're not afraid of the cold, your children, your elders, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Ron's voice was so loud that even the members of the adventurer's team in the distance heard it, and their eyes looked at Ron.

"I ......" the young exile's face turned red, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"If you think they're not afraid of the cold, you can turn around and ask them, do they feel cold?" Ron looked at him like a torch, and he knew very well that this kind of agitation often worked well against this very stubborn and xenophobic wanderer.

"So, what can you do? It's winter, and we only have ordinary firewood in our hands, how can you keep us out of the cold?"

"That's fine, but I can help you. Ron said in a deep voice, "Maybe I can't help you completely solve the problem of cold, but at least I can make you more comfortable and survive this winter." ”

"Is what you said true?" The young man's attitude changed visibly, and he directly moved out of the way for Ron: "You can come here, if you have anything else in mind, even if you are a magician, I can bite off a piece of meat from you." ”

"Don't worry, I don't have the need to lose weight yet. Ron smiled and said, "This is my maid, a light magician, can heal, can you let him come along?"

"Can you heal my wounds?, Mr. Magician, can you help my daughter heal?"

"Mr. Magician, my husband was hurt by those zombies, I-"

"Mr. Magician......"

The refugees who were still looking at Ron nervously before, when they heard the word "healing" from Ron's mouth, their emotions instantly became excited, and before the exiled youth could say anything, these refugees rushed up one after another and directly surrounded Ron in the middle.

"Slow down, slow down, everybody slow down. Ron was also taken aback by the excitement of the refugees. Obviously, the actual situation of these refugees is even worse than he imagined.

Under the command of Ron and the young man, the mood of these refugees finally stabilized, and other refugees gathered in the hut also gathered to Ron.

"What's going on?" Sefera was surprised, "These refugees—"

"Looks like this Ron wants to help them. The white wolf snorted lightly: "It seems that it is this magician, and some love is overflowing." ”

"Shall we go over and have a look?" asked Sefera.

"No, let him figure it out on his own. The white wolf said in a deep voice: "Don't forget the true purpose of our trip. ”

......

Ron made these refugees who had demands a team, and these people who needed treatment had different injuries, some children had chilblains, and their wounds were rotten, and some said that they were injured by zombies outside, basically scratched, and the wounds were not deep, but because they were not treated in time, the situation was not very optimistic. What's more, it is still a cold winter, and these wounded do not even have a warm place to recuperate.

"How's it going, Sylvie, is there a solution?" Ron looked at Sylvie beside him.

"My lord, I will do my best. Sylvie took a deep breath and was already next to the first casualty, her little face full of determination, and two golden rays of light had risen in her palms.

Light magic can only cure the symptoms but not the root cause.

But it's better than letting them die here.

"Little brother, come over here. ”

Ron called aside the young man who had blocked him before: "Maybe my question is more abrupt, and I don't know if I should ask you this question, did you all commit crimes on the island of Bosriga and were exiled? ”

When the young man heard Ron's words, he couldn't help but take a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I can't say. ”

Ron couldn't help but be silent, these exiles' secrets were obviously unwilling to tell outsiders like him.

"I'm sorry, I was offended. Ron smiled, "I just don't want to see these children and the elderly suffer, after all, we all came from children." I know what it's like to be cold and hungry. ”

Ron turned and walked towards where Sylvie was.

Looking at Ron's back as he left, the young man bit his lip lightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back.

"By the way, I almost forgot to get down to business. ”

Ron's sudden or overturn startled the young man who was a little emotionally entangled.

"You guys, do you have that kind of lighter leather, I might be able to make something that will keep you warm. ”

"Light leather?" the young man blinked, pondered for a moment, and nodded slowly: "There are some beasts in the woods of the camp in front of us that are still moving outside, but the furs we received before have been made into clothes. ”

"Made clothes?" Ron subconsciously looked at the gathered refugees, whose clothes were generally mainly shabby linen, tattered, with a lot of dirt on the collar and cuffs, which had obviously been worn for a long time, and were obviously worn when they were exiled.

However, he did not see the leather clothes mentioned by the young man, perhaps they were used as inner linings, or they were used by some people of higher status first, and there was not the slightest trace of animal fur on children, women and the elderly.

"Maybe the animals are hibernating. Ron shook his head helplessly: "If you don't have leather, you can say goodbye to the material." What do you use to hold water here?"

"We use earthen water tanks. The young man said.

"Earthen ramparts?" Ron couldn't help but be stunned, "Can you let me go over and have a look?"

"Yes, you come with me. ”

The youth led Ron to the right side of the camp, not far from the refugee quarters, and Ron quickly saw the water tank in the youth's mouth.

Ordinary dirt, but in the cold wind of Bosliga, the piled up dirt has become quite hard, about a meter high, and it is only possible for clear water to hit the center of this earthen rampart.

It is said that it is clear water, but it is better to say that it is muddy water, and the turbid loess makes this water more turbid.

"That's what you're going to do—no, you're going to drink this water?" said Ron, surprised.

The young man's face turned a little red: "We don't have any utensils, and we still got this water from the woods in front of us. ”

"So, you don't have a pot to boil water?" Ron muttered.

The young man shook his head.

Ron couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose, the situation here is really too bad, not to mention that there is no way to deal with the injuries of these refugees, there is no way to resist the cold, this kind of turbid water is drunk, and the body is not abnormal. These refugees are probably not just traumatized.

"I see, I'll figure it out. Ron took a deep breath, "So, can you find a relatively large stone slab here, the kind that can be erected on the campfire?"

"Slate? I can get it. The young man was surprised, "Mr. Philosopher's Stone, what are you going to do?"

"Don't ask about this yet, I naturally have a way. Ron smiled and said, "By the way, there are some big stones that you don't use, you should also try to collect as many as possible, I may use them later." ”

Watching the young man leave, Ron's face couldn't help but show a wry smile, the exiles living in this camp can be said to be the primitive people of the Stone Age, unclothed, drinking blood, drinking muddy water, it is conceivable that they are no different from the primitive people except for the food that can be grilled and heated on the flame.

Ron was actually a little curious in his heart, what kind of crimes did these people commit to be exiled to the northern coast of the island of Bosilica, such a life is completely a slow death, if there are several in a country, more than a dozen death row prisoners, it is also understandable, but so many people, even the elderly and children, have been exiled here, it is a little too much to say.

However, the exiles do not seem to be willing to reveal this secret. After all, they are not exiles, and they are not from this island.

Ron originally wanted to make a hot water bottle out of leather that could be filled with hot water, which was a pretty good tool to keep out the cold in the previous life, but from the current situation, the most important thing is to make a simple utensil for these residents.

Soon, the young man came over with a few large stone slabs, the young man's body was not bad, he lifted a large piece in each hand, and there was a piece under his ribs, these cold stone slabs were thrown on the ground, and the young man's breath was short: "Mr. Magician, what are you going to do now?"

"Since you know I'm a magician, of course I'm using a little magic. Ron smiled.

Ron half-crouched in front of these stone slabs, placing the three stone slabs on the ground separately, Ron took a deep breath, he had already found the most suitable ninjutsu in the talent system. If you want to talk about "Shadow of Exile" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~