Chapter 274 Heavy Snow
"How is the effect?" Su Yun reminded.
Hearing this, the two hurriedly felt their bodies.
Then they found that their bodies seemed to be full of energy, with endless strength, and their spirits were extremely clear.
"I feel that I can fight beasts without relying on the power of light now!" The leader was eager to try.
The old priest walked around and felt that his old body seemed to be injected with vitality and a little younger.
After listening to their feelings, Su Yun was thoughtful.
"It seems that the effect of the pakchoy should be to restore energy and fatigue, and to enhance some physical fitness."
"Although the effect is not obvious, if you eat this thing day by day, then the improvement..."
Su Yun imagined that this thing has a short cycle. If everyone eats this thing every day, how strong will their physical fitness be by then?
After figuring out the effect of the pakchoy, he instructed the old priest and the leader.
Let each of the divine warriors take one or two pakchoys back and raise them in a small pot or plant them in the ground near their home. In the future, as long as a divine warrior is born, they can get some pakchoy.
The two refused several times before happily accepting.
After sending the two away, Su Yun sat cross-legged on a tall flat rock alone, thinking quietly.
"Huh?"
At this time, a tiny object fell from the sky onto him.
"What is this?"
Su Yun looked up at the sky.
I saw that at some point, small white objects fell from the sky.
I reached out and caught some, and it was cold with a hint of chill.
"Is it snowing?"
There were more and more snowflakes in the sky, falling down one after another.
This scene made Su Yun stunned.
Speaking of which, with the development of modern society, snowflakes are rarely seen in cities, which surprised him.
"It seems that winter has arrived. No wonder the weather has been cold so quickly in recent days."
Su Yun thought to himself.
"I don't know what winter is like in the other world?"
He remembered that he wanted to teach his tribesmen about fire pits before, but now it was too late.
The people in the tribe also noticed the snowflakes floating down from their heads.
The old priest said worriedly, "I hope no one will freeze to death this time, alas..."
Thinking of previous years, every time at this time, the tribe would squeeze into the cave to keep each other warm to resist the cold.
Even so, some people would be killed and injured every time, which was unavoidable.
Because it was too cold!
Thinking about it, the old priest thought of something and couldn't help laughing, "But this time with the fire given by God, not too many tribesmen should die, and there is food..."
Remember the last time it snowed, the tribe not only had to resist the cold, but the most fatal thing was the shortage of food.
Whenever that happened, some elders in the tribe would find an opportunity to sneak out by themselves to reduce the burden on the tribe. As for their fate...
"Alas..." The old priest sighed sadly, and then said devoutly, "Don't worry about the food problem this time, thank God!"
After God gave them the method of preserving food with salt, they had already stored a lot of meat for the winter, and they should be able to survive this time.
After considering these, he relaxed his mind. No matter what, this time would not be worse than the last time.
The old priest was relieved, but some members of the Ice Tribe were panicked.
Especially the ordinary people, they still have no houses to live in. Now it snows, will they still be able to survive?
"What should I do? I don't want to die!"
"Woo woo woo..." Those
who are in poor mental condition are almost collapsed, squatting and crying with their faces covered.
But there is not much time left for them to cry. The snow has already fallen, so crying is useless.
Just when they were covered with snowflakes and looked desperate, a message came.
Everyone cried with joy.
The Son of God said that God had mercy on them and allowed them to stay in caves or other people's wooden houses.
Just this message made them tremble with excitement.
"Thank God! Thank the Son of God!"
No matter who it was, they thanked from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.
Su Yun was surprised to find that the number of believers increased by nearly two hundred at once.
"Sure enough, between life and death is the time to gain faith the most!" He shook his head and sighed slightly.
As the arrangements went on, some people moved into caves, and some people moved into the homes of people they knew. The crisis was over.
At this time, a thin layer of snow had already fallen, and the snowflakes in the sky were getting denser and denser, and the temperature dropped sharply.
Su Yun looked at the empty space and shook his head.
At this moment, he was the only one standing here, while others hid in their houses.
As for him standing here, it was certainly not a living hell, but he found that he could not feel the cold at all, as if winter had not come at all.
"It's really getting more and more inhuman."
After sighing, Su Yun walked towards his wooden house.
As the son of God, he was also assigned a wooden house, and even occupied it in the center of the tribe because of his status. The size and perfection of the house were perfect under the deliberate construction of the tribe members.
Time passed quickly, and soon another half a month passed.
The weather was getting worse. Su Yun estimated that it was at least 10 degrees below zero. The outside was covered with thick snow, and there was not a single living creature in sight. He
was bored that day, so he released his mental power and scanned the entire tribe.
Everything appeared in his mind, in every detail.
"Are those little cabbages going to die?"
Just by looking at it, Su Yun found that the big sacred trees in the God-given plant field were not affected at all and looked full of vitality. Obviously, this temperature could not do anything to them.
But the smaller cabbages were all wilting, looking like they were about to die.
Su Yun estimated that if it were not for the strong vitality of the God-given plants and the old priests who were loyal to their duties and came to clean the snow and take care of them every day, they might have died long ago.
After scanning the God-given plant field, he turned his attention to the believers.
In a wooden house.
On the wooden bed in the house, two people were curled up on it.
"Father, it's so cold!" The familiar little boy with a flushed face sniffed, leaned against his father's arms, and tried his best to absorb warmth.
The honest man comforted him, "If you're cold, just take a nap, father is here!"
"Yeah!" The child responded weakly, leaned against the broad and strong arms, and closed his eyes.
The honest man tightened his arms.
Originally, it was a normal picture, Su Yun frowned slightly, he felt the child's weakening breath of life.
The silly father probably didn't realize that the child had a problem.
Su Yun skipped this part, and then he found that it was just a microcosm.
The situation in the tribe is a bit bad.
(End of this chapter)
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