The starting point was also the finishing line.
Under the snow, he moved forward step by step.
His steps were extremely difficult.
He didn't know how many seconds it took for him to take a step.
However, even at such a slow speed, he still persisted under the snow.
Just as he finished the last lap and reached the finish line.
Under the snow, he collapsed.
All the strength in his body had long been drained.
He squeezed them until there was nothing left.
The first thought that came to his mind when he fell was…
What's the difference between having this system and not having it?
F * ck, which world did the other transmigrators go to?
Which one of them wasn't an existence that could kill the sky, earth, and air at the beginning of the game?
Why am I still training here?
They were treated inhumanely.
He was probably a demon!
With that thought, he fell unconscious under the snow on the ground.
A heavy body and heavy eyelids.
Everything felt so heavy under the snow.
It was so heavy that he almost couldn't breathe!!
Moreover, he felt that Baldy's mission would take him less than a week to adapt.
He probably couldn't do it.
There was no other way. He could not persist at all.
Even if he wanted to, his body was powerless.
This body was too fragile.
It was as crisp as an egg hitting a rock.
Ding dong.
After he fainted under the snow, the system's voice sounded.
"As the host has completed the test of self-will, the system hereby rewards the host with 0.1 Constitution.”
This voice could not be heard under the snow.
At this moment, he had already gone to Guild Zhou's dream.
Personal data template.
[Name: Under the Snow]
Constitution: 0.3
[Spiritual Power: 20]
[Skill: (System's own) Eye of Investigation, Craftsmanship Level 10 (max level)]
There is no upper limit for the host. The maximum value for the people in this world is 10. After Vitality reached 9, every 0.1 point would cause a huge change.
....
At this time, Fran, who was sitting on the stone block, had already disappeared.
After running halfway through the snow, he went back to his house to get some autumn wind.
After some observation.
She noticed that the eyes under the snow were filled with determination.
Fran knew that even if Under the Snow was not under his supervision.
He would also complete the mission he had given him.
That was why he went back to his room with a peace of mind.
Inside the room, Liweir was currently using a white cloth to wrap his hair and face.
Only two eyes were exposed.
He had a serious obsession with cleanliness, so cleaning the house once a day was a specific task.
Otherwise, he would be restless and feel that he was in a dirty environment.
Fran was also cleaning the house with Liweir.
Liweir, who was wiping the window, suddenly paused.
The two eyes that were exposed were like dead fish eyes.
No emotions could be seen in it. It was empty, deep, and dark.
"Fran, the little ghost outside seems to have fallen.”
"Go out and take a look."
Liweir, who had sharp senses, heard the faint sound of someone falling to the ground under the snow.
As for how he knew that it had fallen to the ground under the snow…
This was his confidence in his own strength.
He had never doubted his own strength.
So far, other than Kenney, who had adopted him not long ago.
Other than the fact that he couldn't win, everyone else was as weak as a chicken in his eyes.
Not only was he not interested, but he also found it boring.
Fran, who was wiping the floor, heard Liweir's words.
He didn't question her, but took off the scarf on his head and face.
He walked out.
Fran never questioned Liweir's judgment.
Fran, who had come outside, found that the snow was just as Liweir had said.
He fell to the ground.
Fran quickly came down and quickly went forward to check on the situation under the snow.
He reached out his hand and touched his nostrils under the snow.
He heaved a sigh of relief when he realized that the snow on the ground was still breathing.
He was afraid that he would teach this little brat a lesson.
"Ka Suo, you made me worry for a long time. I thought something had happened!”
"So he fainted. What a detestable little brat.”
"You can't see the rise and fall of your chest even if you lie down!! You scared me."
Fran scratched his yellow hair and instantly felt helpless.
Looking at the little ghost's posture, he was probably going to carry the dirty him back.
Fran grabbed Under the Snow and held it under his armpit.
She carried him back as if he was carrying something.
He opened the door.
He saw that Liweir had almost finished cleaning the room.
Liweir took off his mask and looked at Fran who had just entered.
"Is this brat alright?"
As he spoke, he crossed his legs and sat on the sofa.
He took a book from the side and started reading.
The words just now seemed to be said to himself, but also to Fran.
Fran walked towards the room under the snow with his long legs.
"Ah! Don't worry, this kid is still alive.”
"That's right. This body is too weak.”
"I wonder when it will grow.”
Fran entered the room and threw Snowy onto the bed.
As for whether he was dirty or not, Fran didn't care.
Let the snow wash up after it wakes up.
She thought that before she could stand on her own feet under the snow, she couldn't treat him too well.
In case he became arrogant.
After closing the door, the dim light instantly disappeared from the room.
All that was left was a black patch.
....
After some time, a fragrant smell wafted into the room from outside the hall.
She was still sleeping soundly under the snow when she suddenly frowned.
His lazing personality could not be changed in this Otherworld.
Even though the sound of his stomach rumbling could be heard in the room.
However, Under the Snow was still unwilling to get up.
She thought that it was not a big deal to starve.
His stomach kept urging him to get up.
The fragrance outside grew stronger and stronger.
He tossed and turned.
Only then did Under the Snow remember that he was in the world of attacking giants.
If he didn't eat this meal, there wouldn't be any takeout for him to order.
His brain, which was still down, instantly woke up when he thought of this.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked at the ceiling that he could not see his fingers in front of him.
Under the Snow hurriedly sat up on the bed.
The growling of his stomach grew louder and louder.
Because of her sleep, she was full of energy under the snow.
However, an extremely clear ache in his body entered his brain.
....
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