"I'm sorry I couldn't leave you with a locator tool. The last piece of parchment is also neat, with a beautiful slanted font, and every word is as beautiful as a fine work of art, but the handwriting is clearly from a man's hand: "The main thing is that we don't have that kind of tool with us, so we really can't leave it for you." In addition, ignore the last few sentences of the previous page, that coat is what I watched her put on, it is made of the skin of the koala in the southern Warcraft Forest, and the warmth is not bad, but if it is left for too long and not maintained in time, the leather will become very brittle, and it is okay to wear it here to keep out the cold, if you wear it when you go out for activities, it is estimated that it will not take half an hour, and the clothes will be broken into pieces. Actually, she knows this problem herself, but she doesn't listen to me no matter how I tell her, I can't help it. Well, friends, that's all for the communication across time and space, and finally, I wish you good luck, and hope that you can successfully get out of the ice field alive and be able to save innocent lives, which is our greatest wish. ”

"Okay, I understand, it turned out to be left by you, but is it really appropriate for you to make a public ** in front of people hundreds of years later" Freya sighed helplessly, the two people who wrote on the parchment, although they only mentioned a few words to each other, but from the simple mutual teasing, they could clearly feel the love between each other. Freya was the least resistant to these, and flipped through the parchment several times in a row, before reluctantly putting it back into the leather bag and placing it on the table again, and placing the small crystal energy stove on the ground in the center of the igloo and lighting it. Although many years had passed, it was not enough to invalidate the circle engraved on the metal, and with a simple operation, a warm flame burst out of the furnace, and the orange-red flames jumped and swayed, licking the broken ice that stuck to the stove, and it didn't take long for a warm space to appear next to the stove.

The girl sat down by the fire with her backpack in her hand. She didn't touch the honey and wine left by the forerunners, for her, it was the last reserve, and it was better not to touch it until the last resort. However, Hunger feels like an evil devil who follows her all the time, reminding her at all times that you can't escape my control.

"Something has to be eaten. The girl sat up straight and pulled her backpack in front of her. Habitually looking around, to make sure that Catherine was not beside him, then he took out a few parts connected together from his backpack, unscrewed one of the locks between each other, revealing a hollow space with the thickness of a teacup, and a small cloth bag was placed in it. But it still exudes a tempting sweet aroma.

"There are only the last five places where food is stocked. Freya didn't eat the biscuit, but put it under her nose and took a deep breath, greedily enjoying the aroma of cream and sugar, just the smell. It made the girl's dry mouth moisten. With a firm will to bake the biscuits on the edge of the crystal furnace, Freya limped out of the igloo, retrieved several large pieces of ice from outside the cave, broke one piece and put it in the kettle to heat it up. Only then did he take off his coat by the warmth of the fire, and began to properly treat several wounds that had been frozen and blue.

"Shhh The girl endured the pain of the wound and put a hot kettle on the hastily bandaged wound. Dissolve the blood that has frozen the skin and bandage together, remove the blood-soaked bandage and throw it aside, and quickly sprinkle some medicinal powder on the bandage to mask the smell, so as not to drag on for a long time, and the hungry monsters on the ice field will follow the smell of blood to find it. Looking down at the wounds on his body, especially the one on his thigh, the rolled skin and muscles had turned gray, and he was a little hard when pressed, but he didn't feel anything. Freya pursed her lips aggrievedly, knowing that this was no longer an injury that she could handle, so she could only sprinkle some medicinal powder in the wound, wrap it around it with a bandage, and then barely fix a few severe damages on the thick cotton clothes, and put on a replacement coat, then sat up straight with the pain, reluctantly smiled and retrieved the biscuits that had become soft again under the baking, put them to her mouth and took a shallow bite, as if she had eaten the most delicious thing in the world, and reminisced with a happy face for a long time.

In fact, in the past ten hours, Freya has not eaten anything at all, and the harsh environment has consumed too much of her energy, so that she has to replenish it frequently. After all, half of her ten reserves of food have been eaten by her, if nothing else, she can save some tonight, eat five or six biscuits, barely soothe her throbbing stomach, and after eating the remaining three reserves tomorrow, she can only use wine and honey to satisfy her hunger.

I eliminated six small biscuits and drank a whole pot of hot water, although I felt a clattering shake in my stomach as soon as I moved, but at least my stomach was more comfortable. When the feeling of hunger fades, loneliness and despair return, and the illusion of being abandoned by the whole world and forgotten by her friends eats away at her consciousness like a worm. The surroundings became quiet again, and the outside of the igloo fell into pitch black, and the darkness at the gate of the igloo was like a big open mouth, as if it was mocking, and it seemed to be waiting to devour a qiē.

However, Freya didn't react to any of this, she just sat by the fire with her hands and knees folded, a gesture she felt most comfortable in a few years ago, although she was doing it very reluctantly now. The girl's gaze tilted to the side, and where her gaze focused, a low, cylindrical metal device was placed. The cylindrical shape is about half a meter in diameter and about half a meter in height, and the upward side is covered with circular holes the thickness of the index finger, which looks like a beehive. She stared at the metal device for a long time, not even knowing that the kettle on the fire was already boiling.

"To use, or not to use, that's the question. Due to the pressure of loneliness and despair, Freya can only be relieved by constant thinking, of course, the question of thinking is also crucial, which determines her fate after that: "There is only one chance, and if you choose the wrong one, you can't try again." ”

In front of Freya, what was placed in front of Freya was the simplified goblin pyrotechnics that Pennis had mentioned many times before, and the energy provided by the equipment could shoot the fireworks loaded inside to a height of 100 meters and explode for thirty seconds. On this empty ice field, a height of 100 meters is enough for people around to see it for more than ten kilometers or even tens of kilometers, so at this time she has the only chance to leave a message for her friends. To be continued

ps: Thank you for the gorgeous reward of the book friend Sun God 10 three or five coins

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