Doomsday: God Level Selection System

Sophisticated winter clothing is still a great value for money.

Although the animal skin material is a little expensive, but fortunately, this thing stretches and shrinks as you like.

A body as big as Fengxi can fit it.

Although the wings are exposed, it is much better than wearing no clothes.

After the warm clothes were made, all creatures on board quickly put them on, including Xiaoya who was half frozen in the ice.

The temperature is still dropping.

Qin Feng set up three fires in the cabin, and the kappa patient was covered with warm clothes, and there was one fire.

Xiaoya's lower body as a fish has already frozen, in order to maintain basic body heating, a bunch of them.

In the remaining large bonfire, Qin Feng and a group of people gathered together.

Not that there is no room for other fires.

It's just that everyone gets together, whether it's because of psychological or other reasons, it seems that they really want to be warmer.

Although there are now warm clothes, which can resist the cold to a certain extent, so that everyone will not be frozen to death.

But if you fall asleep at this temperature, you may not wake up.

In order to keep awake, Qin Feng and Su Qing chatted one after another.

Big White Goose and Feng Xi "quack" and "chirp" from time to time to follow up with a sentence or two.

Su Qing: "Why is Xiaohe injured so badly?"

Qin Feng: "Why else, it must have encountered other players at sea."

Everyone's psychology is different, and Qin Feng has long been accustomed to people's inferiority.

All he can do is do his best.

And all Su Qing can do is pray.

Pray that Xiaohe can pass the night safely.

I pray that the people on this boat can survive the cold without injury.

The air became quiet.

With the yellow firelight in the cabin, Qin Feng caught a glimpse of the strangely shaped stone in the corner.

Qin Feng has an impression of this stone.

It is the stone used by the small river to knock on the side of the boat for help.

Looking back, when Qin Feng found the stone, Xiaohe held it tightly until he passed out.

After the coma, everyone was in a hurry, and the stone was probably kicked to the corner at this time.

Realizing that the stone might be extraordinary, Qin Feng walked to the corner and picked it up.

After getting it, Qin Feng realized that the stone was quite strange.

The whole is in the shape of a bulging disc, the only disharmony is that there is a raised corner, which destroys the roundness of the whole.

With the light of the fire, Qin Feng turned over the stone.

There are cracks all over this side.

Qin Feng stretched out his hand to caress.

The uneven touch came from the fingertips, which seemed a little familiar...

Realizing something was wrong, Qin Feng recalled it carefully.

I got it!
The touch of the cracks on the stone is similar to the touch of the curse pattern on [Dugong Arrow]!
Qin Feng was startled.

What I hold in my hand may be a runestone carrying a curse pattern!
Open the [Curse pattern] interface.

Sure enough, the message of the curse pattern on the stone appeared before Qin Feng's eyes.

[Curse Pattern: Red Lotus Fireworks]

【Can be rubbed】

[Blood drops can activate runestones]

[The red lotus blooms, and the red flame burns the sky. 】

[Fire control, additional real damage burns. 】

not bad!

After Qin Feng saw the description clearly, the iron sword in his hand cut through his palm without hesitation.

Runestones soaked in blood.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the runestone binding! 】

For a moment, Qin Feng felt his body was hollowed out.

Apathetic.

And the runestone in his hand was shining brightly!

The crimson light flows like magma across all the gullies on the stone.

All the lines are activated by the light, forming a strange lotus pattern.

Holding the stone, Qin Feng, who had already bound the runestones, didn't feel much.

Instead, it was other people, after the stone blazed brightly.

Can clearly feel the ambient temperature, soaring in a straight line.

The cabin changed from the previous cold to warm, even a little scorching hot.

As Qin Feng came back to his senses, the light on the stone disappeared, and the cabin gradually turned cold again.

Su Qing looked at Qin Feng expectantly: "Can you stare for a while longer?"

Qin Feng's eyes widened: "What?"

Again?

I almost drained him just now!
Su Qing looked serious: "Just now, it was very warm, really."

Qin Feng was a little hesitant, and glanced at other creatures in the cabin.

Except for the whiteboard workers who have no personal consciousness, the big goose Fengxi, after meeting Qin Feng's gaze, agreed with Su Qing's point of view and nodded in unison.

Qin Feng just remembered that when he asked the system how to keep out the cold just now, it seemed that there was a fire attribute spell pattern.

"How should I use this thing to keep out the cold?" Qin Feng asked the system.

[Rubbing, engraved in the cabin, can consume the host's mental power to adjust the temperature. 】

Qin Feng nodded. When Runestone introduced just now, there was indeed an item of "extension printing".

Holding the runestone in hand, select [Rubbing].

As directed, attach the stone to one side wall of the cabin.

[Rubbing] Carrying out...

【Rubbing completed! 】

Red lotus marks appeared on the walls of the cabin.

Follow Qin Feng's thoughts.

The red lotus extended and finally wrapped the entire cabin.

Crimson-like magma-like lines flow on the "Lotus".

Beads of sweat ooze from Qin Feng's forehead again.

The temperature in the cabin is slowly rising.

The temperature was finally fixed at the limit of -10°C, just within the range that the winter clothes and the fire could resist.

"Can't continue to rise." Su Qing still wanted to be warmer.

After experiencing the severe cold, there is an unparalleled desire for warmth!
"Yes," Qin Feng gave Su Qing a white look, "but the higher the temperature, the shorter the time I can hold on. If I maintain -10°C, I can at least last until dawn tomorrow."

The higher the temperature is adjusted, the greater the consumption of Qin Feng's mental power.

At the same time, this adjustment is also affected by the surrounding temperature.

For example, the current temperature is -30°C, Qin Feng adjusts it to -10°C, and persists for an hour, consuming 10 mental power.

Then when the ambient temperature becomes -40 degrees Celsius, Qin Feng will consume 10 mental power to maintain the cabin temperature at -15 degrees Celsius for one hour, or even a lot.

As midnight approaches, the temperature continues to drop.

Qin Feng maintains the same temperature, and the curve of mental power consumed gradually increases.

And the total amount of mental power is only so much, so it must be used sparingly.

As for the recovery of mental strength, there are only sleep, meditation and drug supplements...

By the way, mental recovery drugs!
Qin Feng suddenly thought that the eggs of the big white goose seem to have some spiritual recovery!
From the storage space, three fist-sized goose eggs were pulled out, and Qin Feng called out [Description]

【Magic Goose Egg】

[Description: The big white goose seems to have spent a lot of effort to lay such an egg.After eating, the health will be restored by 10, a certain amount of satiety will be restored, and a certain amount of spiritual strength will be restored. 】

Qin Feng handed the goose egg to Su Qing: "Fried egg."

The big white goose on the side: "??"

How unreasonable to fry my eggs in front of me!

I don't agree!

So after Su Qing took the three goose eggs handed over by Qin Feng, she was harassed by big geese many times.

"Go, go! Don't make trouble." In the end, it was Qin Feng who made the move, holding the disturbing goose by the back of its neck, and throwing it aside.

Su Qing seized the opportunity.

He hurriedly set up the iron pan, smashed the goose eggs, and put it in the pan.

The golden egg whites and clear egg whites slide down to the bottom of the pan.

Although there is no oil, it does not stick to the pan.

The original liquid was heated and solidified, and the fried egg gradually took shape, and the faint smell of the fried egg diffused...

The big goose was sad, it was one thing to contribute goose eggs, but it was another thing to watch one's own eggs being fried!
Big White Goose: My egg, you are dead... so fragrant!