Yang Yi and Suna rested in place for half an hour.During that time, Yang Yi drank an Appetite Potion and scarfed down a huge meal. Suna had a bottle of Vitality Coconut Juice.Afterward, they continued onward, stopping about seven kilometers from the group of ice sculptures to set up their tent. They had deliberately taken a small detour, approaching their destination from the left. This way, when the Ice-nest Worms flew toward the Nyxstar, they wouldn't pass directly overhead. As long as they didn't light a fire, the worms shouldn't notice them.Yang Yi looked to the northeast with his third eye. From this distance, he could finally see the full picture.There were tens of thousands of ice sculptures—men, women, the elderly, and children. They were concentrated within a circular area roughly six hundred meters in diameter, all in the same pose: arms wrapped around their knees, curled up on the ground in countless concentric circles. The density increased toward the center, making it difficult for Yang Yi to get an accurate count. From afar, they looked like rings of neatly arranged eggs, trembling periodically as if something were about to hatch.And in the very center of this clutch of "eggs" was a much, much larger one—about five times the size of the others.It was a giant. Its limbs were long and slender, but its torso was short, its proportions severely distorted. Yang Yi couldn't tell how tall it was, but even curled up, it was over two meters high. Its body composition was also different from the other believers; it looked like it was made of crystal or some kind of gemstone.Yang Yi described what he saw to Suna."A giant?" Suna's eyes lit up. She immediately handed him a pen and paper, demanding he draw it.This put Yang Yi in a tough spot. He hesitated for a long while before producing a sketch of the giant with his abysmal, third-grade-level drawing skills.Suna didn't seem to mind and studied it intently."The limbs are long, slender, and… asymmetrical?""They're symmetrical, I just didn't draw it well.""The feet are round, with no toes?""I forgot to draw them.""…"After a bit more back and forth, with Suna relying mostly on his verbal descriptions, [N O V E L I G H T] she had a basic understanding of the giant."But what about the Ice-nest Worms?" she asked."I didn't see any," Yang Yi said, shaking his head. That was what confused him, too. In what was supposedly the hive of the Ice-nest Worms, there wasn't a single one to be found. Only a massive number of frozen, trembling, curled-up people. He'd have to observe them more before deciding how to deal with them; there were just too many…Yang Yi took the tent pegs from Suna and began to set up camp. They'd already chosen a spot and laid down a moisture-proof groundsheet. He used the long-handled axe, flipping it over to use the back like a hammer, to drive the pegs into the four corners.After hammering in the pegs, they assembled the tent frame, attached the inner and outer layers, and tightened everything down. Just like that, a field tent was pitched, its entrance facing northeast.Yang Yi glanced at the weather information.

Location: Sea of Origin (Extreme Winter Region)

Daylight Hours: Polar Day

Temperature: -52~-40°C

Wind Force: Level 2It was already minus 52 degrees. Basically the temperature of Antarctica, cold enough to easily freeze a living person solid. Without a fire for warmth, the average person wouldn't stand a chance. Fortunately, with the miracle that was Scorched Wine and their cold-weather gear, Yang Yi and Suna could withstand it.Yang Yi handed his flintlock and the Pale Worm Hand-cannon to Suna."If you hear that zzzt sound," he cautioned, "don't think twice—use the worm hand-cannon immediately and then wake me up."They had agreed to stick to their old routine: Yang Yi would sleep first and take the second half of the watch. Since the worms appeared roughly every 22 hours, they were likely to show up in the latter half of the night. When they did, this crowd of believers might make a move. It was safer for Yang Yi to be on watch then.After handing over the weapons, Yang Yi decisively crawled into his sleeping bag, choosing a spot where he could see the tent's entrance, and closed his eyes to rest. His priority was to recover his stats as quickly as possible.Four hours later, Yang Yi woke up. After confirming there were no abnormalities, he checked his status panel.Yang Yi (Mortal)Supernatural Path: Pollution [Depth 9%] / Book of the Limb-Spider / The ScorchedStrength: 6 (514/4000)Spirit: 8+1 (8720/16000) [Iron Will Bonus]Agility: 6 (374/4000)Constitution: 6 (1142/4000)Perception: 6+2 (722/4000) [Third Eye Bonus]Sanity: 100/100Stamina: 97/100Health: 100/100Mana: 9/9Talents: Iron Will, Refuse DeathSpells: Limb Enhancement, Limb Restoration, Limb Explosion, Myriad Limb-Spider Mother Invocation, Fire's Healing, Burn With MeAbilities: Third EyeBoosted by the meal and potions, Yang Yi had fully recovered in a very short time.Nearby, Suna was curled up, hugging her knees. She reeked of Scorched Wine, having clearly drunk a fair amount. But she wasn't drunk; she was still alert, squatting near the tent's entrance. The Pale Worm Hand-cannon was on the ground beside her, along with some discarded manuscript pages."Suna, thanks for your hard work. Go get some sleep." Yang Yi crawled out of his sleeping bag and walked over to her. She was clearly exhausted, her stamina at only 28, just pushing through it. The moment she saw he was awake, she decisively stood up and stumbled toward the back of the tent, crawling into Yang Yi's sleeping bag because it was warmer inside.Yang Yi watched until she was asleep. He then picked up the hand-cannon and flintlock from the ground, tidied up her manuscript pages, and set them aside.With that done, he removed his eyepatch and looked to the northeast. Nothing had changed. The ice sculptures just squatted there, trembling. He watched for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze and started browsing the world chat channel.It was polar day, so everyone's internal clock was a mess. Combined with the thick fog at sea making fishing difficult, the chat channel was always lively, with no real difference between day and night.Since the release of the last weekly issue, players were on guard against the Ice-nest Worms, consciously controlling the size of their fires to avoid attracting them. Even so, some unlucky souls were still being attacked. Yang Yi found three such cases just by flipping through a few pages."I can hear the sound of the Ice-nest Worms! It's over, it's over!""Quick, make the fire bigger! Light up all the Pale Worms and fuel in the warehouse!""Will that work?""Of course it will. It'll help draw as many of the worms as possible away from everyone else.""You motherfucker…"……."I'm just gonna sail blind! Bet on there being no icebergs ahead. Huddling in a room with a fire is the safest bet!""+1""It's minus 30 degrees, holy shit!"Yang Yi suddenly noticed a flood of new messages popping up and immediately switched to the latest page of the chat channel.

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