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It seems that this should be just a simple supply package, but for Kim Jong-zuo, it is of some use.

Acting in this extremely cold environment, the physical energy consumption is very large, and he needs enough energy to replenish.

Hunting monsters is risky, and if these cans are still edible, they are excellent energy supplements.

At this moment, the sky was already a little dusk, Jin Zhengzuo thought for a while, and when he stuffed a lot of items back into his bag, he walked towards the previous igloo with his backpack.

After returning to the igloo, Kim Jong-zo placed the backpack on the ice bed and took out a can from it.

The cans have a silvery-white metallic texture throughout, and the sides are sprayed with black lacquer.

Kim Jong-zuo took out the can opener from his backpack, and after a brief fumbling effort, he easily opened the can.

A smell of meat wafted in, and Jin Zhengzuo's face immediately showed an unexpected expression.

Originally, he thought it would be a pungent stench or a rotten smell.

Kim Jong-zuo then tore open the lid of the can, and a hearty can of meat was presented under the camera.

Kim Jongzuo twitched his nose, and the smell made him inexplicably hungry.

After hesitating, Kim Jong-zuo still took out the cutlery from his backpack.

At first, Kim Jongzuo chose chopsticks, but because it is wooden, and the style is not at all similar to that of the stick country, he finally chose a fork instead.

Try to pick up a piece of meat from the can and put it in your mouth, it is woody but tastes good.

After confirming that there was no problem with the meat quality, Kim Jong-zuo immediately began to eat happily.

In the process of eating, Kim Jong-zuo had the idea of staying in this igloo.

With shelter from the cold wind, relatively abundant food, and no huge monsters nearby, it's the perfect place to live.

While Kim Jong-zuo was feasting, McNeill, the old hunter of the Eagle Kingdom, was chasing a snow fox.

The snow fox had already shot him, and his body was covered in scarlet blood.

Although the distance between the two is still far away, McNeill has full confidence that he can catch up with each other.

As he thought, as the snow fox slowed down, the distance between the two was rapidly narrowed.

At this moment, the snow fox suddenly stopped in one place, his head fell to the ground, and it seemed that he had fainted due to excessive blood loss.

McNeill approached quickly, and when he approached, the snow fox did not mean to move.

However, just when McNeill came to a distance of half a meter near the snow fox, there was a sudden clicking sound on the surrounding ice.

A large number of cracks suddenly appeared on the ice, and the snow fox jumped up at the first time and fled towards the distance.

With a "bang," McNilton fell from the cracked ice.

The biting cold hit, and there was a large amount of ice water under this ice surface.

After the initial panic, years of hunting forced him to calm down.

The water was deep, but fortunately the clothes given by the forbidden land did not seem to be impermeable, allowing McNeill to float above the water.

After calming down, McNeill immediately swam to the nearby ice.

He places his arms open on the ice, while trying to raise his head as much as possible to avoid inhaling the cold water below.

McNeill then struggled to use his legs to paddle and push his body to gradually lay flat on the ice.

However, McNeill did not rush to get up, but continued to crawl forward, waiting until he felt that the ice below became thick enough before tentatively standing up.

Apparently, McNeill managed to get out of the ice cave.

Seeing this scene, the worried audience in the live broadcast room also took a long breath.

"Although McNeill is older, this experience is quite sophisticated."

"It's just that it's much better than those hairy boys who are not marginal."

"But that snow fox is really damned, it even cheats, it should have been emptied in the first place and let it die completely."

"Alas, McNeill should have some difficulties next, after such a bubble, his shotgun will probably not be able to fire."

"Indeed, this forbidden place also canceled the shop and survival rewards, which is too difficult."

"But isn't there any heat wave protection, I see that the players of the Dragon Kingdom next door look very powerful after using it."

"That's the people themselves are powerful, I think the specific strength of this heat wave protection is still doubtful."

After several rounds of baptism, now they generally do not take a mocking gesture towards the players of the Dragon Kingdom.

After all, hard power is there, and there is no way to think about blackness.

When the gap is small, people will do everything they can to pull it down; But when the gap is too large, the heart has already defaulted to not being a person of the world.

At this time, in the forbidden area, a howling cold wind blew through, which made McNilton shiver.

Now McNeill's situation can be said to be very bad.

With his soaked underwear and howling cold wind, I am afraid that it will not be long before he turns into a frozen corpse on the ice field.

But there is neither a source of heat nor any shelter from the wind and rain.

In despair, McNeill suddenly thought of the power of the heat wave blessing mentioned in the forbidden place before.

Because he rarely had contact with extraordinary powers, McNeill did not care about this before.

But now that's the only thing McNeill can try.

He looked at the upper right corner of his sight, where there was a panel that displayed

: "[Heat Wave Blessing Power]

Current Level: First Order Current

Reserve: 25

Whether to Move: Yes/No

"

His panel had an extra button to mobilize or not compared to Jiang Bai.

McNeill was already curled up in the cold, and he didn't care if it worked or not, he immediately pressed down with his mind to confirm it.

At the moment when the "Yes" button was pressed, McNeill's body suddenly lit up with an orange light.

The damp water vapor quickly evaporated, and a warm feeling surrounded McNeill for the first time.

"Oh God, am I going to die?"

McNeill whispered.

He also thought that this warmth was a return to light before death.

But as time passed, McNeill finally realized something was wrong.

Curled up slowly, McNeill got up from the ice.

As the reserve in the panel returned to zero, the orange energy surrounding McNeill's body disappeared.

The chill hit again, but because the clothes had returned to dryness, it was not much difficult.

Meinill magically looked at himself and eventually found an even more shocking situation.

Not only did his clothes dry, but even the water-soaked shotgun behind him returned to normal.

As the gunshots rang out, McNeill fell to his knees in excitement.

"God, this must be your grace."