Boom fell asleep for a whole day, and when he woke up again, it was already midnight. Although his hands were still sore, he also regained basic mobility.
Ignoring eating, the healing circle was instantly deployed. A gentle white light enveloped the two of them. Although Rikka still didn't wake up, her skin stopped cracking.
"Brother, it's really useless. If it's Rikka, it can be done in less than ten minutes."
"Are magicians useful? They can't even dig a hole. The mid-level is bullshit. It's bullshit!"
"Although the secret room has been dug, the structure is not yet strong. It seems that we will have to go out in the next few days."
Boom hugged Rikka and slowly closed his eyes. He was very tired now. On the one hand, he had to worry about someone knocking on the courtyard door, and at the same time, he had to worry about Rikka's safety when he went out.
The next day, Boom woke up early, and after stuffing Rikka into the secret room, he quietly slipped out of the courtyard. The secret room was not yet complete, so Boom could only risk being frozen to death by going to the ice field.
Click! Click! The hatchet kept hitting the trees. Perhaps because of the bad weather, Boom's movements seemed extremely slow at this time.
Click! The final number fell to the ground with a crash, rolling up even bigger snowflakes. Seeing this, Boom pulled out the hacksaw from behind and started twisting in the cold wind.
The wooden stakes were tied with hemp ropes, and Boom dragged them towards Changsuo City with satisfaction. His hands were already black and purple, and there were blood marks on his shoulders.
This was the case on the first day, the second day, and the third day. Boom went back and forth between Changsuo City and the Icefield under the strange looks of the city guards, constantly dragging the wooden piles back to the small courtyard.
At this time, his hands were almost useless. All the curled nails fell off, the blisters and blood bubbles burst, and countless successors were born inside them.
The nobles who passed by occasionally cast disdainful glances, and even the pet dogs were extremely disdainful. The servants cursed the weather and turned to Boom with a nonchalant look.
The meaning is self-evident. If you lack firewood because of the cold, you might as well accept your tragic fate. There is no shortage of warriors in the frozen continent, and no one is afraid of death.
Therefore, Boom's "shameless" behavior was naturally regarded as a kind of "weakness" by them. He thought to himself, what have you been doing? You actually chose to go to the ice field to chop wood in the cold moon.
However, Boom turned a deaf ear to this and continued to step into the ice field every day at dawn and return to the courtyard before night fell.
The reason why Boom works so hard is because the number of frozen continents is extremely strange. When they are in the ice field, they appear to be just like ordinary trees, but as soon as they are moved into Changsuo City, most of them will collapse on their own.
Boom didn't know that this kind of tree is called ice tree, and it likes cold but not warm. As long as it is exposed to warm weather for a long time, most of them will crack on their own.
Therefore, Boom's original plan was forcibly delayed for three days. After cutting down an unknown number of ice trees, enough wood piles were collected.
As the sky gradually darkened, Boom skillfully tied five wooden stakes with hemp ropes and slowly dragged them towards Changsuo City. This was the last batch of materials and also Boom's limit.
One end of the hemp rope has already grown numerous broken threads, while the other end is black, which is caused by the blood seeping from Boom's shoulder.
The hemp rope was eventually wrapped tightly around his arm, because he could no longer feel his arms, let alone drag them with his own hands.
"Huh? My brother came back safely today. Firewood is almost enough. Life is the most important."
"That's right, I'm a ruthless man. You can take these ales as a token of my respect."
The gatekeeper threw a wine bag to Boom, and then greeted him with some worry. Boom grinned, said no more, and walked straight towards the small courtyard dragging the wooden stake.
After wandering for many days, Boom also roughly understood the nature of the people in the frozen continent. People living in this bitter cold land despised the weak, but were full of respect for those with strong will.
"The pile puller! The pile puller has returned safely today! There are also five wooden piles today. These are candies, a tribute from others!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really a pile driver. What are you doing, kid? If you don't have enough firewood, just come to my shop and get it."
"The gods are always watching you, and you will definitely become a strong person. When the flowers bloom again, you will go to the village or drink with the gods in the Hall of Valor."
"Brother, brother, I see you are quite young. Are you married? My girl is not married yet, and there is nothing else. There is a lot of firewood."
Boom walked slowly towards the small courtyard, and greetings from neighbors appeared in his ears from time to time. They changed from disdain at the beginning, to great interest, and finally respect.
Life on the frozen continent is very harsh, and not everyone is a professional. Therefore, willpower has become the only criterion for judgment and the bond of people's communication.
A woman fetching water in the wind and snow deserves respect, but a lazy man who is idle will be stoned; a warrior who dares to step into the ice field will be honored even though he is defeated, but a submissive follower will not get charity.
If a man cannot bring back food, it is a blasphemy against his family; if a woman cannot take care of her children, it is an act worthy of death.
Although the old man is weak, no one will talk about it; although the children are young, they still run in the wind and snow every day, and are still not afraid of the cold.
Although everyone did not know the reason for Boom's strange behavior for three consecutive days, they were impressed by his perseverance. No matter what those tree stumps were used for, at least the scars on Boom's body were real.
On the frozen continent, blood is the embodiment of glory, and scars are the medals of bravery. As for Boom’s unfamiliar face, everyone has forgotten it.
Finally, Boom returned to the small courtyard, and after closing the door, he dragged the five tree stumps into the room. More than half a month and an hour passed by, and before night fell completely, Boom completed the construction of the secret room under the stone bed.
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At this time, the secret room was covered with tree stumps, which would neither collapse due to external forces nor make the people inside get cold. The quilt was spread underneath, Rikka huddled in the bearskin blanket, and Boom frowned all the time.
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"Rikka, this is the only night brother can do. From tomorrow on, we will return to normal life again. As long as I still have breath, I will stick to the healing circle to the end."
"But brother may have to go out more often in the future, don't worry Rikka, I will definitely return before dark, and I will never let you worry."
After Boom said this, he gently closed the wooden board. If anyone entered the room at this time, they would not find the two of them under the stone bed.
The candlelight flickered constantly due to the ventilation holes. Boom tried hard to hold the dried meat in his hands, but he could not put it into his mouth. Finally, the dried meat was placed on Rikka, and Boom lowered his head to eat it up.
After working hard for a week, Boom's hands were on the verge of being scrapped. The black wooden staff was placed on his chest, and his bloody right hand rested on Liu's forehead.
With snoring everywhere, Boom fell into a deep sleep again, and came to the flower garden in the dream again. Rikka's smile did not change at all, but her figure became more and more distant.