The wind was brisk, and snowflakes slowly fell on the heads of the refugees.

[You and your team are trudging along the ancient Flynn Trail. Hunger and cold are persuading every weak-willed body to collapse. The morale of the team is low. You must do something. 】

"Fortunately, it hasn't started to rain yet. Let the wolf riders drag the food to the valley."

Ken pointed to a gentle entrance at the end of his sight and said.

"The team is camping there tonight. Only by stepping in can we avoid being frozen to death by the cold wind. I tell everyone, even if you have to crawl, you must crawl over!"

Quema had wolf riders escort the food.

He was unmounted and walked with his formation.

The refugees were miserable - pushing their belongings and walking on the icy slag-like mountain path of the Flin Ancient Road, no one dared to stop.

But some people walking through it seemed as if nothing had happened.

Ever since they left the Duwa tribe, they have often helped refugees in various situations. They have eccentric personalities, are unwilling to accept thanks, and in some cases even refuse to communicate.

The giant descendant [Lontz] is the slightly more outgoing one among the Black La.

He is tall and strong, and cannot quickly reduce his presence. His gnarled muscles are full of explosive power, and he can easily lift a carriage that has overturned on the roadside back to its original position.

"I wish I could be as strong as you."

The refugee expressed his gratitude and said enviously, "If I weren't so thin, I should be able to reach Santon Kaya alive."

"You will, drink it."

Lowndes passed the winter grass wine to those around him.

He prefers the pungent pure brew to the strong medicinal smell of urine.

These things were seized by Ken when he defeated the bandits in [Keer Village]. They were in limited quantity and were distributed to [Heela] together with other equipment.

Prove your worth and enjoy more resources.

Everyone understands this. For example, if you can cut enough firewood before dark, you will have soup in your hands after nightfall.

Ken is a leader who sticks to his word. As long as you are strong enough and hardworking enough, he will fulfill his promise and let you continue to survive in the wasteland of Palotosepi.

The refugees rolled and crawled into the valley.

They used their luggage to build a windshield and huddled next to the fire to keep warm. Occasionally, some people would breathe, rub their hands, and look to higher places.

The militiamen are running and gathering. On the back of the Wolf King, the most conspicuous person in the team, you can see Ken Bouvier himself - a jet-black battle armor, a face tougher than frozen soil, and a dark battle ax exuding majesty on his back.

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"Sorry, the wasteland didn't give us any rest time. If you are too tired, just give the weapons and food to the people around you."

Ken was so powerful that he shouted in the strong wind. No matter which sentry was on duty, he was never seen resting.

Heelas provide many ways to obtain food.

In the wasteland, they found fresh excrement of giant beasts, edible berries, and hidden streams and creeks that might contain strange fish...

【When you find resources, you can send people to complete the work.】

Ken issued the order, and there were many things to do, both the militiamen and the refugees had things to do.

"The storm is coming, your brothers and sisters need enough supplies to get over that mountain!"

At some point, a thick black beard grew on his face, his skin tone deepened, and his armor gained more scratches and mud spots. He looked more reliable, and he was willing to trust him at a glance.

【You inspired the team.】

"If we hadn't reached Kee Village before the freezing rain fell, nearly half of the people present would have been trapped on the mountain road forever, becoming rotting corpses and turning into undead... Rather than letting the wasteland eat us, we might as well bite it to the death.

neck!"

[Bonus: Desperate Oppression]

[Effect: Team morale increases, collection efficiency increases by 16%.]

The valley became a natural shelter from the wind, and a small amount of snowflakes fell from the gaps.

The beast tamer raised his head and could see several flying monsters hovering around.

"Still here, chasing from Dua to here, when do they plan to take action?"

The Kuras looked at Ken, but he just glanced coldly into the air.

"I don't know who is behind it. It could be a tribe or a kingdom. Maybe it wants to chase Sandun Kaya and then send troops to start a war."

He remembered that Silena looked up frequently before leaving. She guessed it, but did not issue a reminder - the "Revealer" was also observing him.

"It's not my character to sit still and wait for death."

Ken turned around and looked at the peak at the end of the Flynn Trail: it was the highest altitude and most dangerous part of the road on the way back. It was impossible to camp and repair, and there were no supplies. All the team's current preparations were to climb over this snowy peak.

"We'll take it out right there."

"As long as it gets close enough to me, I guarantee that thing will never fly again."

Meng sat in the corner and said.

He ground the piece of iron into a pendant and put it around his neck. As a spear leader, he had once thrown himself into a scaled viper, so he had the confidence to say this.

Ken made no comment.

Since monsters are controlled by humans and will not easily give opportunities for sneak attacks, the difficulty is to close the distance.

"Don't worry, I'll have a good idea when we get to the snow peak," the beast tamer twisted a half-terrifying face, "Just don't miss it then."

The corner of Meng's eye twitched.

[Temporary mission: Hunter]

【Progress: 2D】

[Heelas are extremely talented, and as long as they have a chance, they will show their abilities to satisfy you. 】

Ken's heart moved slightly, he didn't expect that the task would be triggered.

"Honestly, I'm looking forward to it."

This sentence has a double meaning.

The beast tamer only heard the praise and encouragement, and bowed slightly to the leader, still confident. "I will serve you a good piece of meat. The taste of the thick-winged eagle is quite good."

There were soft voices coming from near the rocks.

"Corpse."

Everyone's eyes turned to the corner.

Arthur sat next to his parcel. He rarely spoke actively during the trip, so every word easily attracted attention.

"The carcass of a thick-winged eagle, the meat is optional, but I want the skeleton."

"What are you using it for, grinding your teeth?"

Boyley hated Arthur's unrevealed character and his willingness to ridicule, but no one agreed this time.

Everyone wants to know how talented the blacksmiths in the team are.

As expected, Arthur ignored the other party.

He closed his eyes tiredly and murmured calmly: "Create something... interesting. I want to know what it is. You have to be careful when handling the corpse."

Ken smiled and said nothing.

He suddenly realized: Heila is a professional with a wide range of experience and knowledge. He took this opportunity to ask questions about everything he didn't understand before.

[Task: Farmer]

[Progress: Settlement Stone 0/1 Seed 0/30]

There is also a villager named [Torobi] in Thornton who meets the task requirements and can promote the farming development of the tribe.

"How to get the settlement stone?"

Ken asked a question, but before the animal tamer could show off his knowledge, the fisherman took the lead in answering it.
Chapter completed!