The snow is capped, and all that Jiu Motoko can see is white.
There was no surprise or surprise at all. This ordinary and cold dojo was a bit disappointing.
However, she first looked at Li Suixing, who was looking around. As soon as he opened his mouth, she knew that this person would be difficult to deal with.
"I just fell, and you brought me into the dojo. You have to take responsibility."
"Originally, I took over the task and had important work to do, but you placed the floor mats in public places and did such dangerous things as entering the dojo. Not only did it delay my work, but I was also forced to work overtime." Li Sui There was a bit of complaint in Xing's tone, but it didn't show it at all on his face.
His calm tone was as if he was reciting his lines, and he had no intention of playing a helpless scoundrel.
Jiu Yuanzi asked: "Then if you died in the dojo, would it be considered a work-related injury? Is it a lot?"
Li Suixing was stunned for a moment, and after counting for a few seconds, he showed a earned expression.
Thinking about it, he said: "My colleagues all saw that I was brought in by you, so you have to ensure my safety."
Jiu Yuanzi looked at his cultivation level, which had been reduced to E-5, and nodded, "No problem, then don't run too far."
"As a protector, you have to take action when you are in danger, because I have to protect you. And I can't share the spoils with you. After all, we have you as a burden, so we won't gain much, maybe. We still have to lose money.”
Li Suixing looked at her blankly, wanting to turn around and leave. Is this human language?
But he can't leave, this is work.
"Okay." He agreed. Although it looked suspicious, there was nothing he could do, as long as he could stay here.
What else can we do? We are not fools. We just need to know what is going on.
Jiu Yuanzi and the three of them looked at him, guessing what his intention was. It could only be to monitor Xiao Wanfa or Jiu Yuanzi.
Could it be that the ancestor of the Xiao family saw that he really couldn't stop his great-grandson from rebelling, so he asked the director in the office to send someone over to secretly protect his precious great-grandson?
is this necessary? That's too much.
Gong Yangyan even felt that this was definitely none of her business. Who would be staring at her?
No matter what he meant, it was impossible to drive him away anyway, mainly because he was afraid of offending the alien bureau.
Jiu Yuanzi glanced at Xiao Wanfa and saw that he had no objection, so it was decided.
Ice crystals appeared in the air in front of everyone, forming a smooth ice curtain with lines of writing carved on it.
[Liu Li Xue Dojo: No limit to the number of people. Trial: 1. Survive until the end of the ninth extreme cold. 2. Plant hibiscus trees to grow mature golden crows and let them fly, saving the whole world]
[Planting methods are as follows: 1. Golden Crow uses spiritual power as its nutrients. 2. You can take off the Little Golden Crow body protector to keep warm while walking. 3. A hibiscus tree will wither and die if it leaves the earth for 3 minutes. 4. Ice beasts will come to snatch the Golden Crow at night. 】
The writing on the ice lasted for two minutes, allowing everyone in the dojo to see it clearly, and then it instantly turned into sparkling fragments and fell into the snowdrifts.
A seed wrapped in ice crystals fell into Jiu Yuanzi's hand.
At this time, a gust of cold wind blew, and heavy snow fell. Gong Yangyan was so cold that her whole body shivered. She quickly opened the bag, took out the polar down jacket inside and put it on outside the combat uniform.
The dojo trial has begun.
"Sister Jiu, it's so cold!" Gong Yangyan stood in the snow up to her knees, shivering in her down jacket, feeling that the clothes were of no use at all due to the strong wind.
Xiao Wanfa was still wearing his spring clothes that were a bit old-fashioned but modern and casual. They were magic weapon-level clothes.
Logically speaking, he wouldn't be cold, but he still looked up at the heavy snow in the sky and said, "This is not the cold of ordinary weather."
"It's now minus 189 degrees, which is really not normal." Jiu Motoko took out a thermometer, the kind used only by ice monks. It can detect as low as minus 400 degrees.
Gong Yangyan was shocked, "It's so cold, no wonder I'm wearing magic weapons inside and out, and it feels like I'm not wearing anything."
Li Suixing blinked his eyes, folded his hands and said, "It's so cold. Captain, please think of a solution quickly!"
"..." Jiu Yuanzi looked at him and wondered if he was mistaken. He was the one with the highest cultivation level here.
Is this just a matter of fishing?
Let’s plant a hibiscus tree first.
Jiu Motoko wrapped the seeds in her hand with spiritual power and put them into the snow, and then stuffed them into the frozen hard soil.
In an instant, I saw a golden branch sprouting out of the snow. The snow within one meter around it was melting, and finally it grew into a small tree one meter high.
Four small suns as big as longan grew directly on the tree, warming the surrounding area one meter wide.
Gong Yangyan quickly squatted over and stretched out her hand to try it, warming her whole body.
She said in surprise: "Sister Jiu, it's really warm, but it's just too small."
Li Suixing also squatted next to him, rubbing his hands and saying, "We are finally alive. Should we set up a tent or build a house? We can't just stay in the snow with snowflakes on our backs, right?"
"Huh?" Jiu Yuanzi looked at Gong Yangyan who was huddled up and couldn't leave the fusang tree. She was no longer able to work like this.
And Li Suixing...
This is an old man.
She looked at the young master who had not even touched the soy sauce bottle.
You don’t want to make yourself work!
Jiu Motoko was surprised, and then realized that he still had a fake brother.
She called Brother Fake out, "Brother Fake, build a house. Don't change. If you are the house, who will do the other work."
"Wow!" Explosion Superman's pseudo-brother responded, then looked around and found a tree, so he went to cut it down to build a house.
Jiu Yuanzi and Xiao Wanfa also squatted beside the hibiscus tree, feeling its little warmth.
"Let's put some spiritual energy into it and see if we can warm it up in a wider area." Jiu Yuanzi suggested.
Xiao Wanfa injected spiritual power into the tree. One of the sun fruits grew a little bigger, and the area of heat expanded by several centimeters.
He tried it and said: "It works, but it's impossible to increase the effect all at once."
Jiu Yuanzi looked at Li Suixing and said, "Li Suixing, I'll leave the task of looking after the tree to you. It shouldn't be a problem for something as small as injecting spiritual power into the tree, right?"
"Okay." As long as he doesn't have to run around and inject spiritual power into it, Li Suixing will have no problem at all.
The pattern on the back of his right hand changed to a sub-character, and spiritual power was continuously poured into the hibiscus tree. One of the sun fruits slowly grew in size.
"Hey, this sun fruit is based on the number of people?" Jiu Yuanzi discovered it keenly.
Gong Yangyan was stunned for a moment, then regretfully tightened her clothes, "Sister Jiu, it seems I'm useless."
Jiu Motoko said nonchalantly: "It's okay, there are people who are worse off than you."
The four of them gathered in a group and squatted by the hibiscus tree. This kind of heat source in the cold was really inseparable.
Brother Pseudo is just a spiritual creature and spiritual mud, so the temperature has little effect on it.
Its arms transformed into large axes, capable of chopping down a tree with each blow.
Alone and working hard, the owner and her friends are still waiting for a house to live in. She must work harder.
Jiu Motoko looked at the small hibiscus tree and muttered: "I wonder if this tree can roast sweet potatoes?"
"Ah? Sister Jiu, I didn't bring this." Gong Yangyan immediately blamed herself.
Jiu Motoko took out a pack of marshmallows from his sleeves and said, "But I brought this with me. I heard it would be delicious if roasted."
"That's great." Gong Yangyan cheered.
The four of them began to try to roast marshmallows, but only the fake brother continued to work.
Jiu Motoko was eating marshmallows and looking at the back of the fake brother. It was so good. Fortunately, there was a fake brother.
The fake brother is indeed the most reliable.
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I suddenly had a holiday, and I couldn't manage my time well. No, I had to think about how to arrange my time at night. I can’t keep up with the update time. This is different from what I thought!
