Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 85 The Northern Territory
"Pause for a while, there may be a blizzard soon." On the endless snow, the old Charles looked up at the thick, low, dark clouds and the increasing wind, stopped the output of the soul power under his feet, and moved towards the back The siblings who also stopped shouted.

In the gust of wind, the distance is less than ten meters, and you have to shout to ensure that the other party can hear you.

Of course, it was mainly to inform Lin Yuan who was floating back and forth in the air, looking for something.

This is the guarantee of a good life for them on this trip - in the words of Old Shire himself: "Old man, I have spent most of my life in the extreme north, and this is the easiest time to enter the extreme north."

Soon Lin Yuan in the sky seemed to have heard the call from the ground, and fell back to the ground. He looked at the three people who were staring at him eagerly, found a relatively flat snow field, and waved his hand. The square meter metal hut just appeared in the snow field.

A ninth-level soul engineer will never treat himself badly when he goes out—this hut is not only a temporary residence, but also a kitchen and a small laboratory.

For the past four days, it was time for the four of them to rest, and they all lived here.

In fact, there is an extra guide, a ninth-level soul engineer. This trip to the extreme north is not so much a bitter hunting of souls, but a real trip, at least not yet entered the core layer of the extreme north.

A guide can often tell you when to move forward, when to rest, and where it is best not to go.

This is especially important in this far north where the weather can be unpredictable.

Although there is a ninth-level soul engineer in the team, the role of this guide is infinitely weakened-the old Shire's wisdom of survival in the snow cannot be used.

Stepping into the hut, the oncoming warm breath made several people sigh comfortably.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Yulin rushed to Lin Yuan to make tea and deliver water, showing a filial piety after busy work.

Qian Jie went to the kitchen rather depressed, and took on the responsibility of the househusband. Old Shire came to help him.

The price of living in an igloo without eating dry food is that someone has to cook.

"It should be two days away from the core layer of the extreme north." Old Shire said to Qianjie who was cutting meat while peeling food similar to potatoes.

This time he didn't say that he couldn't enter the core layer of the extreme north.

"Yeah." Qian Jie nodded, "It's just that I'm more curious now, old man, where did your family come from?"

The words were a bit impolite, but it was true that at first the old Shire rejected Qianjie's employment on the grounds of his family's safety, but in fact...

Anyway, Qian Jie stayed at the old Shire's house for one night before entering the Far North. He didn't see any family members, just two hired young men.

Hearing this, Old Shire fell silent, but his hands kept moving.

Qian Jie didn't continue to ask, asking about someone's family, it's not appropriate to put it anywhere, he just mentioned it casually.

"Old man, I am a nobleman." Old Shire didn't speak again until the work in hand was finished, "A nobleman with a land, I can't remember which generation passed down this noble title.

"As for me, I can be regarded as a relatively capable person. Although the strength of the soul master is not very good, the reward every time I enter the extreme north is very generous."

But this noble is very shabby, which is also one of the doubts of Qianjie. With the reputation and experience of the old Shire, he dare not say that he is as rich and powerful as the nobles in the south. At least the mansion should be renovated.

In such a dilapidated house, the businessman is much better than him.

To put it bluntly, a nobleman who works as a guide...

It's a bit unnecessary to be true.

Even in the extreme north, only soul masters are capable of being a guide.

"The soul master nobles in the north are not the same as those in the south."

Having said that, Old Shire looked at the metal wall. He seemed to have penetrated the wall and was looking at the whistling wind and snow outside.

"The northern border is a bitterly cold place, there is nothing you want, only severe cold and snow.

"In this case, even a soul master can't be as lavish as you southerners.

"This is especially true for the nobles. On this land, the nobles are those who can allow more people to live, and can make the people below recognize you. If you really want to learn from the nobles of your southerners, you may be killed at night. He was dragged out to feed the blind bear.

"Don't doubt the toughness of the people in the north, they really dare to do this, no matter what your status is, you can't survive, it's useless to talk about your blood background.

"Soul masters always sleep negligently, facing hundreds of wooden sticks, soul masters should die or die."

Talking about how difficult it is to survive in the northern border, his face is full of smiles and pride.

He seemed to feel that what happened in the bitter cold land was not worthy of sadness and complaints, but instead he was proud of his identity in the northern border.

"So, every time I get paid for entering the extreme north, I use it to buy food and supplies from the south. After all, old man, I don't want to be dragged out at night to feed the blind bear."

"Old man, you can move to the south. I remember that the Heavenly Soul Empire does not prohibit the relocation of nobles, and even the several great empires do not prohibit the transfer of nobles within their borders except for the sun and the moon." Qian Jie smiled and raised his opinion.

"When I was young, I also thought about it, and then I went to the south for a few laps, and I felt that the north is better, at least I don't lose my mind.

"So, I have a family, and it's on my small territory. It's just that you didn't see it, young man."

"The meal is ready, let's eat first." Hearing Huo Yulin's urging voice outside, Qian Jie looked at the steaming dishes with a gloomy gaze.

This is the real world, not the NPC background board that was briefly mentioned in the original book, which seems to be the same in all parts of the world.

"Grandpa, you can try to set up a small soul guide workshop. You don't need to produce anything too good, just matches and the like. Now the nobles in the south will try to do this secretly." Until the group finished their meal , when packing up the dishes, Qian Jie said to Old Shire again.

This is true, the wind of the sun and the moon has been blowing over and over again for 4000 years, and the donkey knows what to do, even if someone is holding it down.

After all, who would have trouble with gold soul coins?
"Where can I find a soul mentor?" Old Shire asked back. As the name suggests, the soul mentor workshop naturally needs a soul mentor, at least the equipment needs a soul mentor to do it.

"Here, aren't there three here?" Qian Jie freed up a hand for washing dishes, pointed to himself, and pointed to the hall.

Old Shire opened his mouth wide, looked at Qian Jie, and then at the two people who were in class in the living room.

"Really?"

"It's not a big deal." Qian Jie turned around and was busy in the pool again, "If you feel sorry, we won't give you the gold soul coins this trip, and take this as a reward."

Old Shire nodded heavily.

Qian Jie finished the work in hand and walked out.

　Wait a bit for the next update, I've been a little lazy these two days

　　
　
(End of this chapter)