Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

If there is a word to describe Freljord.

Then the words "deserted" and "uninhabited" are very suitable.

The living environment here is even worse for creatures than the yellow sand environment of Shurima.

The cold wind whistles, and the sky is full of ice and snow. The flying snowflakes sway and fall from the dim sky.

Freljord is like this for half of the year.

Every year, people starve to death or freeze to death, and even those who are too old will be regarded as useless by the tribe and abandoned.

For this reason, Jincheng feels a little sad. The book "Travels in Ionia" says that in Ionia, the elderly will be regarded as elders with rich experience and thus regarded as a kind of wealth!

There is really no harm without comparison.

Maybe this place is only slightly better than the Shadow Island full of ghosts.

After living here for five years, Jincheng gradually understood this land. There is nothing missing here, but there is no lack of territory.

The Winter Claw tribe of only a few thousand people was divided into three adjacent settlements, and the territory ruled by this small tribe was surprisingly large.

It occupied at least several square kilometers of basic territory, and there were other pastures, hunting grounds and nomadic needs...

The good news is that Jincheng doesn't have to worry about buying a house like in his previous life. The bad news is, oh, the rest is basically all bad news!

In fact, Jincheng doesn't like the harsh and cruel woman in the game background, the Fury of the North, because she is too cruel.

He yearns for the words of the bow queen: "Unite, we will be stronger!"

But living here, Jincheng seems to be able to gradually understand the idea of ​​the survival of the fittest.

Because the fundamental reason for the endless war in Freljord is the lack of basic resources. There is no point in uniting if you can't eat enough.

"There is no hybrid rice here, nothing at all. Hunting and weak trade with other regions alone can't make everyone full, so why should we unite?" Jincheng thought so from the bottom of his heart.

"My stomach is full, so full, so comfortable!" At this time, in the tent of the war mother, little Sezhuangni was lying on a wooden chair with her bulging belly and a happy face.

Jincheng also felt the swelling of his stomach. He was also full, but he was really satisfied. Especially in this environment, a full stomach always makes people feel at ease.

"Oh! There is still a big bowl of broth that has not been drunk!"

Jincheng looked at the soup bowl and the pot of rice. The rice was eaten cleanly. In the big soup bowl, the potatoes and ribs were also eaten up, leaving only a small half bowl of pure broth.

Hearing this, the short figure still revealed a hesitant light in his eyes even though he was lying on the chair. His two small eyebrows were wrinkled together, full of hesitation.

"No, no! I can still drink! I can still drink. Wait a minute. Everyone in Freljord knows that wasting food is shameful..." Then, the short girl stood up with difficulty and picked up the pot of broth...

...

"Sejuani! You are taking me to the ranch! Don't lie still like a pig after eating! I'm talking about the domestic pigs raised in Ionia!"

Jincheng, who had already wrapped himself in a coat, was standing at the door of the tent.

The warm wolf fur on the coat was the key to Jincheng's resistance to the cold.

On his head was an extremely warm hat.

The boy looked into the house from time to time.

After all, as the daughter of the War Mother, Sejuani was more qualified to enter the ranch than himself no matter how young she was.

He couldn't suppress his excitement at this moment.

Awakening the spirit was his first step into the extraordinary. No one knew that with the help of Udyr, he had already completed this step, but in fact, inducing the resonance of the beast spirit with himself represented that an apprentice of the beast spirit had stepped into the path of the beast spirit.

Because the boy knew clearly that this world was so strong that it was against the sky.

Those peak terrifying beings could even turn the rivers and seas upside down, drive thunder and lightning, stir up wind and waves, pick stars and moons, and penetrate the stars... All of these relied on magic.

Magic is the ultimate power that penetrates the rune land.

Of course, if you insist on saying that the move of using a sword to cut out a tornado that connects the sky and the earth is called swordsmanship, Jincheng has nothing to say!

"Okay... wait, I can't put on my thick pants! Big brother, come and help..." The slightly anxious voice of a three-year-old girl came from the room.

She sat on the bed and pulled the thick woolen pants with both hands, putting them on, but she couldn't find the right way to put them on.

A pair of pants made her whole body impatient.

"Oh! Let me see... Tsk, Sejuani, can't you straighten your trouser legs first? Brute force won't solve the problem!" Jin Cheng heard this.Immediately went to solve the problem, looking at the little Sejuani lying on the bed putting on pants and doing it recklessly, the boy thought to himself:

After all, she is only three years old! Even if this child can fight young beasts in the arena, so what!

Jincheng hurriedly walked towards the little Sejuani who was still struggling with her pants.

And he helped her straighten her trouser legs in a few seconds, then put on her pants, and picked up a thick hat beside her and put it on the little girl's head.

"I don't need it, I don't feel cold! This hat is ugly!" The little girl was disgusted and pulled her head down.

She really didn't think that the snowy Freljord was cold, and even if it was cold, little Sejuani would not admit it.

"Okay, I don't know what you look like. Just because the powerful Iceborn in the story is not afraid of the cold, why do you put yourself in it!" Jincheng stubbornly put the warm hat back on the little girl's head.

Then Jincheng extinguished the burning stove, and the two little guys pushed open the door of the tent together.

As soon as they went out, the biting cold wind whistled in their faces, but Jincheng, who was fully armed and wrapped up like a ball, felt okay.

Jincheng tightened his bearskin scarf, stretched out his little hand and held Sejuani's hand.

The two little guys, who were small but brave, walked out one step deep and one step shallow.

The snow in the sky had stopped. Although there was the sun, people could not feel the warmth of the sun at all...

"Brother, what you said before about Piltover being like spring all year round and having tools that can keep heating is true... Also, what to eat tonight..." Next to the boy, the little girl asked various questions naively and followed closely.

"Yes, yes! Freljord is my home, but I will never forget... Piltover... Sejuani, didn't you just have lunch? Why are you thinking about dinner again?!" Jincheng nodded, looking helpless, then determined the direction and walked towards the snowy world outside.

He did not hide his yearning for Piltover at all.

Little Sejuani also revealed her yearning for Piltover, where there is endless food.

In the world of ice and snow, the sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. As far as the eye can see, the territory of the Winter Claw tribe is in front of you. The territory of the Winter Claw is very large.

It is because the territory of Freljord is not valuable, and the land is vast and sparsely populated.

What is valuable here is the resources on the territory.

Those countries near Freljord, such as the two powerful countries of Noxus and Demacia, their policies for the Freljord region are also to build cities to defend against the policy.

Few people are willing to fight the barbarians of Freljord to the end.

After all, fighting is laborious and thankless. A group of people in the Far North are poor and fierce.

Even if you win, you can't get anything. Land? Farmland? Please, the land is so barren, who wants it! As for marching into Freljord and going deep into this ghost place to fight the Iceborn, even if the Noxians are warlike, they can't do such a brainless thing.

Therefore, there are mostly civil wars in this shitty place, because outsiders don't look down on it.

Merchants will not come here to do business.

Because the people here don't do business with you. In the eyes of the Freljord people, I can obviously rob, why should I trade with you?

"Oh, then you mean Pier..." Little Sejuani was not embarrassed at all, and still asked curiously in a baby voice.

Little Sejuani was most impressed by Piltover mentioned by Jincheng.

Because as far as she knew, every time her big brother took out something good, it was something from Piltover, and it was delicious!

Anyway, Jincheng said that, so little Sejuani believed it.

Jincheng also answered with his own thoughts, combined with his memories of his previous life, he really spoke about the situation in Piltover in a very realistic and logical way.

"Big brother, you are so amazing, you really know everything..." Little Sejuani listened while walking, her eyes shining.

When the two walked on the road, they often saw big men from the north wearing felt hats and wrapped in azure coats, each with a rough face and a mighty and majestic figure.

Even women are like this, each of them is three or five big and bold.

Women are even more bold than men.

Jincheng knows all these people, they are all uncles and aunts in the tribe!

When Jincheng sees everyone, he will greet him seriously and politely and say hello.

Basically everyone will respond to Jincheng.

Even the cruelest raider of the Winter Claw tribe was willing to show his kind smile to this child of his own tribe, even though his huge scarred cheeks made him look even more terrifying when he smiled.

Jincheng remembered a Freljord proverb: "The value of giving birth to a newborn is the same as cutting off the heads of ten enemies on the battlefield.Equally important! "

Jincheng has given these people food or resources to some extent, anyway, the explanation is that they got it from Xijian.

Sharing, this behavior seems normal to Jincheng.

But this behavior is undoubtedly a manifestation of this little guy's love for him in the eyes of the Freljord people who always like to rob, act rudely and don't like to share food.

Of course, the most important thing is that all the people in the Winter Claw tribe are actually more or less related to each other, which makes their relationship more like family rather than simple neighbors.

Therefore, although this place is extremely xenophobic, it can give the same warmth to local families.

Although Jincheng is not afraid to speculate others with the worst mind, in fact, the world is neither black nor white, its essence is a delicate gray.

The looters who brought death to them in other tribes may be uncles who will bring Jincheng a leg of lamb after killing prey here!

The experience of the previous life makes Jincheng always favored by these simple-minded guys.

"Hey, little Jincheng brought his sister out to play again? "

At the corner of the road, a tall woman was seen carrying a heavy ice-blue flail and walking towards the stable. There were still dots of snow on her full body armor.

Just by looking at the flail, Jincheng felt the oncoming winter chill.

He knew at a glance that this was a weapon of true ice that only the Iceborn could hold!

The woman was over 1.8 meters tall, and her full body armor looked very heavy. Her smile was very hearty, and she had a clear sense of fitness.

This is the Iceborn warrior: Tabing.

Tabing is also an Iceborn in the Winter Claw tribe, and she is also the cousin of Gojiya.

She is a powerful warrior in the tribe responsible for looting.

"Aunt Tabing!" Jincheng immediately greeted the tall woman in a friendly and polite manner.

Little Sejuani, who wanted to pretend that she didn't see anything, thought for a while, and still looked up at the woman in a baby voice and said, "Hello, Aunt Tabing..."