Chapter 804 Snow Mountain Accident

Lightning returned to the camp tent, took off his goggles and gloves, and stretched his numb hands over the brazier.

There was a burning and slight tingling sensation at the fingertips.

Even though winter has passed for nearly half a month, the heavy snow has not weakened at all, but has recently become bigger and bigger. Every time she came back from the investigation, she could feel the top of her head was wet, and it would take a while for the skin on her face to regain consciousness.

After her hands warmed up slightly, she moved a bench and sat down by the brazier, then took off her snow-wet leather boots, and put her feet on the flames. It can be clearly seen that there is a puff of white air from the front of the cotton socks, and there is a hint of warmth in the cold toes. As for the smell... The little girl turned her head in embarrassment, after being stuffed in the boots for so long, there will always be some sweaty smell.

Now she finally knew why her father emphasized that a great explorer should have a great team behind him. If the first military officer hadn't prepared a brazier, or even hot water, she wouldn't be able to fully devote herself to the exploration. Just thinking of returning to the camp in the cold, and having to make a fire to boil water by herself, the enthusiasm for exploration is simply destructive. blow.

But probably only His Majesty Roland's team can supply hot water in the wild around the clock... Lightning thought to himself. In the adventure stories of my father, it is undoubtedly very difficult to take a hot bath in winter. Soggy firewood, snow-covered rotting leaves, and the extra physical effort required to collect them all present obstacles to bathing. Therefore, most of the time, the members of the adventure group only have the opportunity to wash their bodies thoroughly after the expedition is over.

But the machines built by His Majesty completely changed everything. The camp was built not far from the river bank. The boilers on the three cement boats have never been extinguished, providing continuous hot water for the entire camp. When you want to use it, just pick it up with the bucket.

Other than that, the food is the same.

There is a cement boat with a unique shape that takes care of everyone's rations. Its upper floor is like a mobile kitchen. Using the steam from the boiler, it can cook a lot of porridge every day, served with boiled dried meat and salted fish. The hard dry food is so delicious that I don't know where it went.

By my father's standards, this was probably the best logistics team in the world.

After warming her hands and feet, Lightning took out her notepad and began to record today's expedition.

"The excavation continued on the 16th of spring. The thick mountain hindered the abilities of Sylvie and Maggie, especially the latter would consume more mana when traveling through the rock formations. To ensure safety, every search must be carried out in advance. There is enough mana left to return, so I can’t dive too deep.”

"Limited by the distance, Sylvie can only roughly choose a few directions, and let Miss Fran try to dig. By the way, although Miss Fran looks scary, she has an unexpectedly friendly personality, and she eats better than Maggie. Terrible, I really hope that one day she can return to her original self."

Counting from the moment we arrived at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, it was the thirteenth day of our expedition. The only thing that is certain at present is that there is indeed a huge cavity in the mountain, and it seems to be connected by many cave groups. It's just that it's not easy to find the main cave where there may be relics, let alone dig a spacious passage for the First Army to enter.

Neither she nor Maggie can help much in this regard. They can only be responsible for the security of the periphery, or enter those strange caves, and explore the deep trenches and mountain faults that are not easy for the Magic Ark to cross.

Compared with exploring the mysteries of the ruins, finding a correct path to the destination is always the most time-consuming and energy-consuming work.

Just like my father always said, the explorer is always on the road.

The little girl took two breaths of hot air into the palm of her hand, and then wrote down:

"Finally, the most outstanding explorer in Graycastle, the new discovery of Lightning."

"There is a huge black shadow moving under the ice layer on the top of Daxue Mountain. It looks like a huge fish. I don't know how long it has lived to grow so big. I think it should taste very good. It's a pity that Anna didn't come. , we can’t cut through the ice to fish it out, Maggie’s claws can only leave a few scratches on the ice, and using explosives on the top of the mountain is also a big taboo, maybe we have to wait until the snow melts in summer to find a way.”

Writing this, Lightning couldn't help licking her lips. In order to explore the snow-capped mountains, she hasn't eaten charcoal-grilled fish for a long time. Maybe after Maggie came back, the two of them could go to the Hidden Forest to get some food before night fell? As long as she prepares a copy for Miss Wendy, she shouldn't blame herself, right?

"There is another not-so-important discovery. Evil beasts have gathered in the east of the Hidden Forest, but His Majesty's city wall can definitely stop them."

After recording these, Lightning stuffed the sheepskin book into a waterproof leather bag, and then put it back into the backpack to record what he saw and heard every day, which is a must-have habit for an explorer. Like a captain writing a voyage log, it is not only a personal honor certificate for the explorer, but also a beacon to guide the latecomers. When the owner accidentally dies, other explorers can also analyze the reason based on the log, so as to avoid taking the same path.

At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

It was Wendy who lifted the curtain of the tent.

"Aggasa and the others are back," her voice was a little anxious, "There was an accident in the cave, and Fran disappeared!"

"What?" Lightning stood up in surprise and said, "It's gone?"

...

When the witches staying in the camp reached the end of the tunnel left by the devouring worms, the soldiers of the First Army had already set up fires and checkpoints, and Agatha was arguing with the Taquila witches about something.

Lightning probed her head and took a deep breath. What appeared in front of her was a bottomless pit with no top to bottom and no bottom to bottom. She could only hear the sound of water coming from above her head.

A piece collapsed at the edge of the tunnel, and she took out the luminous magic stone and leaned over to find a lot of slippery slime left in the crack.

"Miss Fran fell from here?"

"It seems to be like this at the moment... Sylvie found the right direction, but it's a pity that Fran was out of luck." Edith answered her, "She opened the way to the big pit, but fell due to the sudden cliff Bottom of the hole."

"It seems?" Lightning noticed the other party's wording.

"At that time, Sylvie and Maggie were searching on the other side, a position that happened to be able to observe Fran. According to her, the other party's magical reaction suddenly disappeared from view." Edith shrugged, "I don't know. I know very well how your abilities work, but Miss Sylvie's magic eyes should be able to observe the scene from far away places, right? But when they arrived here, they couldn't see anything under the cave. "

"See...can't you?" The little girl was taken aback.

"I can't see the ground, nor can I see the devouring worm," Edith spread her hands, "either the hole is unbelievably deep, beyond the observation range of the magic eye, or something interferes with her observation, no matter what Whatever the answer is, it’s not good news.” She paused, looking at the Ice Witch and the others who were still arguing, “And what they’re arguing about is whether to go down to rescue Fran immediately.”;