Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Gerta Gaiman spent longer than expected packing up the supplies brought by the adventurers, or what he thought were the messengers of God.

The yellow-white vegetables that the adventurers called cabbage and said could be stored for a long time in winter were put into the cellar that the adventurers had just dug for him, along with the dwarves' wine barrels. The firewood was neatly stacked on the porch and covered tightly with waterproof cloth that the adventurers also brought, so that it would not be wet by the wind and snow.

The soft bedding and furry fur were brought into the house and spread on Gerta's favorite rocking chair. He wanted to make a warm bed in front of the stove, but the adventurers said that they would soon build him a warm stone bed, and he could slowly lay it after it was built.

Although Gerta could not imagine the strange things such as the stone beds that would heat up and the connected stoves that the adventurers talked about, he felt that these messengers of God seemed to have answers to all questions, and they seemed to have a lot of knowledge that did not belong to this world.

Gerta had never seen them in the North before, but they seemed to know how to survive in such a severe winter - even though many of them were wearing inappropriate clothes.

The adventurers brought real tea, not the bland bark tea that Gerta drank before, but the kind of tea that southerners drink, which exudes a strong aroma and is worth every gram of gold. There was even a full can.

With a heart of reverence and cherishment, Gerta pinched a small handful of tea from the can, brewed it in the teacup, and then took a deep breath of the tea fragrance with great satisfaction.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, the half-blood giant with star-blue eyes carefully put on his winter travel equipment one by one, turned down the fire, put on the ugly deer antler goggles, took his axe, and pushed open the door of the stone house.

"Let's go." Gerta said to the adventurers who were setting up camp on the open space near his house, "I'll take you to find the zombie tiger man."

The adventurers cheered, put down their work and started to form teams. The leader of this group of adventurers was obviously the black-haired man who called himself "Under the Abyss" who looked a bit gloomy but was actually very reliable.

'What a strange name.' Gerta thought, 'But it may not be a real name. I have heard that mercenaries and adventurers in the south like to give themselves strange code names, such as the Slaughterer and the Silver Magician, but they are just gimmicks to get more people to hire them... Maybe it also helps to avoid being hunted down by enemies. ’

A druid girl with the ID of Shexin Lingpo walked up to the side of the Abyss: "Captain, although you made this task look like a poverty alleviation mission and a warm gift to the NPC, it seems to be quite effective. Gerta's favorability has increased to 75."

"You can only get the teleportation point rewarded by the system when the favorability reaches 85. We still have to work hard." The Abyss said, "After I get the new shell, I can commit suicide and go back to the city to get materials, and build a kang for him. This should be enough for the favorability.

Our team will build a camp directly next to his house. With the proximity to the water, we can get the moon first, and with the favorability of the NPC, we can take all the tasks here. We don't have to go to the Jackal to compete with other players for work.

Is everyone ready? If you are ready, we will set off!"

Gerta's estimate was quite accurate. The wind and snow were indeed a little smaller at this time. They walked all the way up the mountain, stepping deep and shallow on the snow that was enough to cover people's thighs. Even the adventurers who were not afraid of heaven or earth couldn't help but feel a little tired.