“This is going to be merely reconnaisse, do not provoke any monsters.”
Many of the combat series users were either dead or disabled.
They would be unable to fight back if a large number of monsters come on a raid.
Suffering from cold and hunger!
Health and stamina recovery rates were not even half the normal amount.
They had to curl up and suffer until the next group arrives. The scouts from the vanguard cautiously spent their time. All of them were very afraid of monsters appearing. They were fortunate because there weren’t any monster attacks as time passed. Monsters in the north were known to be very strong and violent, but they also had high intellect.
Thanks to the passing ice storm, monster activity was considerably lower so there wouldn’t be any attacks. Some time later, the second group arrived and they began to set up camp. Architects set up temporary homes made out of chunks of ice. Since the houses were made out of ice they would expect it to be cold. Surprisingly enough it was warm because they started a campfire.
“Pile on more wood!”
The ones from the vanguard that survived the ice storm wanted to relax in a safe place.
The expedition started off on the Ras Hill. There was going to be a need to come back here as well as repel attacks from monsters. To do this, it would be helpful to set up a base camp so that they could defend it easier.
However work progress was slow!
The elites from the Cold Roses Guild. Others were envious of the high level players but they were unfamiliar with cutting out ice. They would build poorly made houses that would collapsed when touched. To make matters worse, most of them couldn’t even properly use a shovel. They could be seen shoveling.
They were only familiar with hunting monsters so they were building houses and shoveling for the very first time.
“Move out of the way!”
Geomchi364 was part of the second group to go to Ras Hill and he was holding a shovel.
“Who are you?”
“I’ll show you the proper way of using a shovel. Haah!”
Geomchi364 set the shovel lightly on the ground, then he stepped on it vigorously to transfer his weight onto it.