Players’ NPC daddy

Chapter 1035: Stubbornness of a Little Girl
Herbie sniffed her red nose. The [Bear Baby Suit] protected her body, which was always warm, but her face was exposed to the cold wind and she was almost paralyzed by the cold.

Apart from her face, when she lifted her skirt to release the heat, the cold wind whizzed under her skirt, making her twitch with cold, but if she didn't release the heat, she might have been suffocated.

But the one who felt even more uncomfortable than her was Luen, who kept looking around anxiously.

"Don't worry about your children. Foreigners are very reliable." Herbie said, and gave a few examples.

But just like when Blaze talked about the blessed being able to come back to life, the example Hebi gave sounded like a made-up story to Luen.

Hebi looked at Luen, seeing the suspicion in Luen's eyes.

It’s not that the stories are unbelievable, but that the world where these stories take place is too far away for Luen and the people of Jinlungabei.

“Why don’t you tell us clearly about the people of Kinlunga North?”

"..." Lu En regained her indifference and calmness, and replied after a long time, "What should I say? Tell you that you are pushing the Jinlungabei people into the fire pit?"

"You are just trying to help us, a group of people who are malicious and unwilling to accept us. You have done nothing wrong. If you insist... it is our fault."

"How can it be your fault?"

"It's our fault... I said that the Kinlunga people can live to be 10 years old..." Luen emphasized and lowered her eyes, "When they are one year older, even if the Kinlunga people have never felt any warmth, they will have the impulse to seek warmth without any guidance, and that invites Loki."

"I have only been born eight years ago, and I have seen countless Kinlunga people transform into bodies that are convenient for Loki to move around in, or throw themselves into the river and disappear without a trace."

"We will stay here until our skin becomes as dark and cold as this black fog, until our bodies lose temperature and shatter like ice. This is the best outcome."

"Really……"

Hearing Hebi's sigh, Luen became irritated for no reason.

"Don't tell us we're pathetic!"

She was indeed an 8-year-old girl, a wounded little girl, curled up like a hedgehog, pointing her sharp thorns at anyone who approached her.

Because she was not only a child, but also the mother of more children, which almost overwhelmed her.

"No, you are indeed pitiful."

Hebi said this as if he was deliberately looking for trouble, and Luen responded by pushing her hard. She didn't resist, and was pushed into the snow.

"We are born this way, it's the law of nature! We don't need outsiders like you to make us feel pathetic!" Luen shouted with clenched fists, and more white dust fell from the white cracks.

The dust and snow fell on Herbie's mouth, and melted into liquid in Herbie's breath.

It's the salty taste of tears.

"Don't you love those kids?"

"No love! Only in this way will I not crave for warmth, and will not have my body taken away by Loki. Only in this way can I..." Luen's excited voice subsided, and she remembered the children gathered around the fire and laughing.

But her time is running out. She can feel the flames growing stronger in her body. Soon she will either become Loki's vessel or be attracted by the flames of the giant volcano and jump into the Kinlunga Chasm.

She should have chosen the next mother, but she was reluctant to do so. Being a mother meant risking her life to retrieve her child from the Kinlunga Chasm, and it meant knowing that the feeling of being pricked by a needle was painful.

Sometimes the people who know warmth are the ones who suffer the most in this black fog and snowstorm. She left the warm flame again and again, taking her child to the freezing black fog. The temptation and self-blame were a torture.

She didn't want other children to feel this pain, nor did she want those newborn babies to turn into ice.

"You can warm each other up and embrace each other to make little changes."

"Do you think this kind of body can warm each other?!" Luen lifted up the sleeve of her fallen animal skin, revealing a dark blue arm covered with white cracks.

It was like a piece of ice, a piece of ice colder than the giant snowfield.

But Hebi laughed and lay down in the snow. She didn't think the problem was difficult. It was difficult for people in the maze to get out of it. In her eyes as an outsider, Luen had already found the answer.

Look at this plump body. What on earth has allowed this child, who looks no different from other Jinlungabei people, to grow so much flesh and blood?

Hebi got up and took out a bottle of thick soup from the magic bag and handed it to Luen. Of all the Jinlungabei people, only Luen had never drunk this kind of food that could warm people up.

As expected, Luen reached out and slapped the soup away.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to drink, the desire in her eyes can’t be faked.

But just as she was afraid that her love for the Jinlunga people would be the last straw that broke the camel's back and make her completely unable to control her desire for fire, she was also afraid of feeling more warmth.

Even if you just take a sip of the soup, you can feel the smallest happiness.

"You are pitiful. Even this cold world and cold body cannot freeze your feelings. But Loki's desire makes you regard this precious thing as a disaster." Hebe took off his gloves and stretched out his hand to Luen.

"I will save you and let you live past the age of ten, twenty, and thirty. There are still many things in this world worth seeing for you."

"Don't say such a thing..."

"Have you thought of any way to melt it?"

"No, I'm not someone who can control the heat."

They were interrupted by the quarrel of two men who were having trouble attacking the Blizzard Dragon King. They had no choice but to look sideways, and their sights rested on the smoking soup on the ground.

The ice on the Giant Snowfield has melted.

These thick soups seem to not only warm the body, but also melt the ice of the giant snowfield.

Herbie opened the magic bag, and inside were a lot of thick soups in bottles and jars. These were all used by Blaze to keep her warm, and she didn't expect them to come in handy in this place.

"Blazer, go ahead!"

Hebi held up a bottle of soup, shouted, and threw it towards Blazer. Then the bottle of soup broke into pieces on the ground two meters away with a snap. Considering her strength, throwing it so far was already an extraordinary performance.

Blaze knew what was happening without even looking back.

"Don't waste food! It's expensive!"

(End of this chapter)