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"What, what is it?"

As soon as this person came in, he threw out such a sentence full of death, Zhao Mingming was so confused that he asked directly.

After entering the room, the ice shards on the visitor's beard were melted by the heating in the room, turning into water droplets hanging on the beard.

He glanced at Zhao Mingming who was asking the question, raised the wine bottle he was carrying and took another sip, spit out his mouth full of alcohol and said, "Ah, it's like this, the workers we invited to decorate Christmas met on the way The avalanche, when we found them, had been crushed under the snow and all frozen into ice sculptures, out of breath."

This kind of plot that starts with death...

The atmosphere of the town is already unpleasant, but the development of the plot has cast a bloody gloom on the gray town.

"But fortunately, the Christmas decorations in the car are all intact."

The bearded man grinned, showing a mouthful of smoked black and yellow teeth, winking at several people: "We shipped all the decoration materials back, tomorrow is Christmas Eve, time waits for no one, the work of decorating the town will be entrusted to There you go, young man."

The missions in the game don't make sense.

Luo Feifei didn't want to complain at all about why the decoration of the whole town had to be handed over to a few outsiders, and he didn't want to complain about why tomorrow was Christmas Eve. It is more important than human life.

Before Luo Feifei and the others answered, the bearded man added: "Remember, you must decorate the town before Santa Claus comes to deliver gifts tomorrow night."

"Otherwise, otherwise..." When he said this, he suddenly woke up halfway from the wine, his eyes showed a little fear, and he lowered his voice before saying, "Santa Claus will be angry."

"Santa Claus will be angry?"

It was the first time I heard such a tempered Santa Claus, and Luo Fei asked strangely: "What happens when you get angry?"

"What will happen? Hmph..."

The bearded man gulped down half a bottle of wine as if to be bold, and then wiped his beard and said vaguely: "Santa Claus is angry, and it will cause terrible consequences. You... hiccup, you don't want to see it."

"The things to be used for decoration are under the big tree at the entrance of the town. Come on, young people."

"Remember, it should be decorated into a happy and warm festival atmosphere."

He said to himself, walked out the door, and threw the leftover wine bottle into the thick snow at the door, leaving a big depression in the shape of a wine bottle.

Several people in the room looked at each other facing the cold wind blowing through the door.

The task prompt popped up in due course.

[Task [-]: Accept the entrustment of the mayor and decorate the Christmas town in Christmas before Santa arrives. 】

It turned out that the man was the mayor.

The mayor who was drunk in broad daylight, it's no wonder this town is doing well.

[Note: The game adopts a forced schedule, and enters the forced sleep mode at [-] o'clock in the evening. Please pay attention to controlling the time. 】

[There are still 35 hours until [-] o'clock on Christmas Eve, please pay attention. 】

After the system explained, a red countdown appeared in the upper right corner of everyone's field of vision.

With the time limit, needless to say, everything suddenly became urgent.

The coldness pouring in from the door made Raffi, who was wearing thin clothes in the room, sneezed against the wind.

Qi Yu closed the door gently with his foot, then went to get his coat from the hanger beside the door.

Luo Fei covered her nose, and was about to wave her hand to say no trouble, when Qi Yu changed hands and put the coat on Luo Feifei, and asked with concern: "Is it cold?"

Luo Fei: ...Made is gay.

It was rare for Luo Feifei to say "cold" sincerely, and before Qi Yu went to get his hat and scarf again, he took it off first, wrapped himself layer by layer, and said to others at the same time: "The tour of the greenhouse is over, get dressed and go .”

"Hmm, the next script is a glacier adventure." Qi Yu handed the coats to the other two in turn, and said with a bright face, as if he didn't have to face the situation of freezing hands and feet.

With great attachment to the warm hut, several people reluctantly wrapped up thick coats, hats and scarves, and went out in a group.

The white cat circled around their feet, but also afraid of the cold outside, stopped at the door, and resolutely chose to stay in the warm room.

Where the town is, they have no direction at all.

In front of them, only a series of footprints with large shoe sizes slowly extending from their door along the road on the left, which should be the footprints of the mayor when he left just now.

"Why did he only have the footprints of going, but not coming?"

Looking at the direction where the footprints extended, Zhao Mingming's voice came out through the thick scarf, and then passed through the ears covered by the hat to the ears of several other people.

"He walked in his own footsteps."

Luo Fei tried her best to explain, and she raised her voice so that she could have a normal conversation: "Or it's a system bug."

All in all, those who can leave footprints should at least not be ghosts.

Unsure of the direction to go, there was no one on the street who could ask a few questions, and a few people didn't want to open up roads aimlessly in the snow as thick as their calves, so they simply lined up and stepped on the mayor's foot. Footprints walked in that direction.

Luo Feifei walked in the front, and suddenly felt that something hit his back lightly.

He turned his head and saw Zhao Mingming, who was walking at the back, was rubbing his frozen red hands and apologizing excitedly: "Sorry, sorry, I can't help but..."

Luo Feifei didn't express anything yet, Qi Yu snorted and raised his eyebrows first: "Do you think this level of apology is useful?"

Zhao Mingming was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

What answered him was a snowball the size of a fist, with a circle of broken snow that was not sticky tightly, and slid across a beautiful parabola with scattered debris all the way, hitting the red heart on the face.

Zhao Mingming groaned, and subconsciously wanted to back up, but his feet didn't move because he was stuck in the snow pit, and his upper body sat down in the snow behind him because of inertia, and sunk in.

Luo Fei laughed unceremoniously at him, Zhao Mingming wiped off the snow marks covering half of his face, and said with feigned anger: "Slapping in the face is too much! I have to rely on my face... eh!"

Before he could finish speaking, another snow ball beat back his anger.

Zhao Mingming cursed, sat on the ground, grabbed a snowball, raised his hand and threw it at Qi Yu forcefully.

Qi Yu turned his head and flashed, but he forgot Luo Feifei who was standing behind him, a puddle of snow exploded on the clothes on the latter's chest, and his expression was a little subtle.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." Qi Yu apologized with a smile, "I'll call you back for you."

"No need." Luo Feifei brushed off the snow on his clothes, then squatted down, grabbed the snow beside him with one hand, "I'll do it myself."

Before Zhao Mingming finished rubbing a snowball, two more snowballs flew towards him.

He hastily threw an inaccurate snowball and yelled, "One pair two, you guys are fooling around!"

Helplessly, the opponent was never a gentleman, and when he said so, Xueqiu came all the way and played extremely cheerfully.

Luo Fei was sandwiched between the three of them, so it was inevitable that she would be affected. She originally wanted to watch the fire from the other side, hahaha, but a snowball that Luo Feifei slid and hit the back of her head forced her to join the battle.

The four of them consciously divided into two teams, and the laughter and shouts from the heart spread in the quiet town when they were having fun, bringing some vitality that should have been there.

They followed the direction of the mayor's footprints, moving the battlefield while fighting, and in a short while, the entire road was potholed and a mess.

"No more fights, no more fights!" Wearing such thick clothes for exercising was extremely exhausting, Zhao Mingming was the first to support his knees to pant, and waved his hands while exhaling, "Phew... stop fighting, stop fighting! "

Luo Fei threw a rolled snowball on his head with hatred: "Can you do it, you have something to do."

"I can't, I can't..." Zhao Mingming gave up any struggle, "I was wrong, I shouldn't pick things up..."

It's just a snowball fight. Do these people have to be so serious? Those who don't know think it's a military exercise.

"What a pity." Luo Feifei rubbed a round snowball in the palm of his hand, and said softly, "I just made a very beautiful one."

This snowball has been rubbed in his hands until it becomes translucent. Where is the snowball, it is clearly an ice ball.

"Yes, what a pity."

Qi Yu also sighed and weighed the snowball in his hand up and down: "I just wrapped a stone in it."

Zhao Mingming: ...

Are you devils? ? ? ?

"I lost, I lost, brothers please let me go, I admit defeat."

Zhao Mingming didn't want to die at the hands of his companions so soon, so he surrendered flexibly.

"Tsk, can't you have some backbone?" Luo Feifei said contemptuously.

"Let me throw this away." Qi Yu asked for opinions in a declarative tone.

Zhao Mingming covered his head: "Are you trying to murder!"

Luo Fei sat beside her to rest, pursing her lips so that she would not laugh out loud.

Enough of the fuss, exuding the extra vigorous energy of the young people even in the ice and snow, the four continued to walk forward along the footprints.

Qi Yu had already casually aimed the snowball wrapped in stones at a tree and threw it at a tree, while Luo Feifei took turns holding the snowball that he had kneaded into a crystal ball with both hands like a baby, as if he was ready to use it for divination at any time.

"Whether your hands are cold or not, let me help you."

Qi Yu suggested to Luo Feifei.

"It's okay, it's not cold."

As Luo Feifei said, he changed the snowball from one hand to the other.

It was freezing cold, and my hands without gloves were as red as frostbite, but after the initial coldness, the blood became active instead, and the whole hand was warm.

Luo Feifei didn't know what he was going to do with this ball, but just like the stones he kicked all the way home from school when he was a child, he still felt reluctant to part with it before entering the house.

The footprints disappeared in front of a house three blocks away.

Qi Yu walked in the front and knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, there was no movement. He pushed forward with a little force, and the door was easily pushed open in front of him.

"Don't pick up lost things in the road, and don't close the door at night."

Zhao Mingming sighed with emotion, and the few people were not polite, and walked in without authorization.

The room was not as warm as their own room, and the fireplace was empty, as if the owner had forgotten to light it.

When they found the mayor drunk on the couch, they were [-] percent sure that the owner forgot to light it.

"Hey, hey..."

Zhao Mingming stepped forward and pushed the mayor, who snored to show that he was not dead, waved his hand irritably, then reached into his collar and scratched.

It is not easy to wake up a drunk.

Fortunately, the drunk seemed to know that someone would come to ask for directions, so he posted a map of the town in an obvious place in the house.