Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Anivia likes to watch this! Jincheng only deduced this after he gave food to a starving child and the favorability of Goddess Anivia increased by +1.

Raising a child by yourself is undoubtedly a very torturous thing.

But if you have something that the children really want, and these children are a little bit well-behaved, this thing becomes interesting.

The fun of teasing children is...

"Oh, Lord Jincheng! Lord Jincheng! Do you still remember me? I am the Ice Bloodline!"

Suddenly, a little boy rushed directly to Jincheng, as if he wanted to attract Jincheng's attention with his behavior.

After all, there are so many children's events. As a child, even if he is the Ice Bloodline and does not lack Jincheng's food, he will be moved by his emotions and participate in this interesting game.

Once you participate in this activity spontaneously formed by the children and Jincheng, you will naturally be eager to get rewards.

"Ice bloodline?" Jincheng's expression became a little embarrassed. He glanced at the child and felt that he was a little unfamiliar. He didn't know him.

"Okay, Eric, come down. Do you really think that Lord Jincheng will..."

"Come down!"

"Don't block Lord Shaman!"

On the side, several guys who were obviously good friends of the little boy laughed loudly.

The little boy's face suddenly flushed with anxiety. He couldn't believe that Jincheng didn't recognize him. Obviously...

"Lord Jincheng, last summer, my father helped you forge this strong bow on your waist. I asked him to send it to you specially!" The little boy reminded again unwillingly.

"Oh! Eric!" When the boy said that, Jincheng immediately remembered it. In fact, there are so many people in the tribe. How could Jincheng have time to remember their names one by one?

"Yes! It's Eric!" The little boy heard Jincheng call out his name, and he immediately shouted excitedly, and beautiful snot bubbles came out of his nose.

He also turned around and showed a proud and proud expression to his partner.

"Little guy, go back and make some soup to nourish yourself! You're not strong enough!" Jincheng immediately picked up a slightly smaller snow rabbit and threw it to the little boy.

The little boy immediately caught it with a shout, and then imitated the way other people who received gifts bowed to Jincheng to thank him, then rushed back to his friends and showed off to them:

"Look, I told you, I'm going to make roasted snow rabbits, roasted! Have you ever eaten roasted ones?!"

...

"Hey hey!" A warm-blooded child who looked four or five years old walked to the side of the road, twisting and turning. She trotted at full speed to keep up with Jincheng's pace, but she was not very skilled at running:

"Shaman, my father is one of the craftsmen who helped you build the giant shield..."

"Kaylena!" Jincheng remembered this little girl, although her father was just one of the ordinary blacksmiths.

Jincheng picked up a sunfish and threw it at the little girl.

The child's smile naturally infected Jincheng.

"Shaman, I helped you sweep the snow in front of your house~" a silly and fat little boy said.

"? Sweep the snow? I can't remember..." Jincheng looked at the silly little boy with a puzzled face, and felt that he was familiar, 'someone helped me sweep the snow? '

"Ah~" Hearing Jincheng's words, the silly little boy suddenly looked a little disappointed.

"Hahaha! It's okay! It's okay! It's already amazing to be able to sweep the snow..." Jincheng laughed, he thought that children would naturally not tell such lies.

"You have it too, little guy!" Jincheng deliberately bent down to find a small... small squirrel prey among his prey, and then threw it to the fat little guy.

The silly little boy was immediately happy and shouted.

Jincheng didn't give those people gifts because they made weapons for him, nor did he give him the small squirrel prey because the fat boy did little work. It was just that such a fat kid obviously didn't need this food.

Apart from the golden finger, Jincheng can obviously not do much at present. He prefers to leave this help to the children of the Winter Claw tribe.

After all, he has begun to regard the Winter Claw tribe as his own home.

What's more, our goddess Danivea likes to watch this!

To be honest, the Phoenix goddess has watched the small drama for so long, shouldn't she pay some membership fees? When will she bless again?

...

Along the way, Jincheng distributed all the small prey he hunted to the children in the tribe.

He hunted these small prey not only because they recovered quickly, but also mainly for the little guys in the tribe.

Don't look down on a snow rabbit, the rabbit of FreljordIt was quite big. If you add firethorn roots to the soup, it would be a delicious way to fill your stomach.

The little ones who received the gifts either gathered together to cook soup, or went home to find their parents and call them...

Jincheng also had great joy in it.

As for whether Anivia saw it or not, from the fact that the difficulty increased his favorability, Jincheng felt that He was watching.

Then Jincheng brought the huge prey and other roe deer, honey bears... to a black tent.

It was difficult for the smell to spread in the ice and snow, so there was biting cold air there, but here there was a faint fishy smell and stench.

"Master Shaman! You have brought back so many preys again, it's really amazing. I think you must be the most powerful hunter in the entire Freljord!"

Before Jincheng approached, an old man who was not tall, short, wrapped himself in a ball with very old animal fur, and looked to be in his fifties came to greet him, his old face wrinkled with smile.

"Tsk, old Charles, don't say compliments, I can't see any sincerity on your face, help me deal with it, you know, it's still the old rules..."

Jincheng did not transport all these things to his own home, but transported them to someone else's place for others to deal with.

"Don't worry, Master Jincheng, Master Shaman, we will only keep the disgusting large intestine, half of the blood, and the lungs, gallbladder, and kidneys that you don't want...

I will memorize all of these, don't worry, I will watch over it. If any old guy dares to steal your things, I will kick that old Deng out!"

The short guy named Xiaer slapped his chest. His hands were very oily, and he was obviously working inside just now.

Jincheng nodded with satisfaction: "Then I'll trouble you..."

Jincheng didn't know what other tribes were like, but in their tribe, the elderly could handle the prey.

Compared with the more cruel system of eliminating the weak in the previous tribe, useless elderly people were randomly abandoned on the ice field, which was obviously better.

But even so, many people still chose to deal with their own harvests.

Basically, these old Dengs can't eat enough.

And Jincheng didn't have the habit of handling it himself, he disliked the effort.

As Old Charles said, several old guys immediately took various tools and hot water to process Jincheng's prey.

Some of them smiled and talked to Jincheng for a few words before starting to work.

Jincheng stood aside bored and found a few heavy objects to exercise.

Perhaps the people here saw his habit, and there were several equipments specially left here for strength training.

Although his dream is to become a mage, Jincheng does have the talent of a magician, but the talent is not very high, otherwise why would he choose to flatter our goddess Danivea.

What's more, Jincheng still relies more on his body to fight at this stage.

And his increased strength will be proportionally enhanced with the equipment.

"Hmm? It seems that our shaman is still a good person~"

Just when Jincheng was working hard to exercise, a voice with discussion and doubt sounded not far away.