Now, the use period of the Recovery Spring Water was up.
In the following days, he would not be able to soak in the spring water every night.
But now, his physique was already more than three times that of an adult.
He was no longer as reliant on the recovery spring water as before.
Fortunately, he had the Recovery Spring Water.
Now that he had food for every meal, his body slowly began to grow.
Whether it was height, physique, or figure.
In this one month, there were obvious changes.
His body became even stronger.
If it was back when he transmigrated.
With a strong physique, how could he be beaten half to death?
If not for Liweir and Fran saving him.
He would probably be the most tragic transmigrator in the myriad worlds.
Just as it was swaying under the snow.
"Pfft."
"Chi, chi chi"
"Chi, chi, chi"
....
The sound of gas leaking came from the air, and it was very loud.
Splash! Splash!
With a few thuds, Liweir, who had a poker face and dead fish eyes, fell to the ground.
Fran followed closely behind.
His yellow hair was drenched in sweat.
As for Liweir, he was sweating a little.
From this, it could be seen which of the two had a higher use of the automatic 3D device.
Of course, that was not necessarily the case.
But most of them were like this.
Every time they went out, Liweir would attract the pursuers.
Fran split up.
Normally, the military police would send people to chase after them in two groups.
However, after a series of provocations, insults, teasing, teasing, and making a big face…
As long as the military police moved out, they would definitely chase after him.
Of course, this was also what Liweir wanted to see.
Playing with the fully automated 3D device.
It was like a university student beating up a primary school student.
No matter how many times it happened!
Under the Snow looked enviously at the fully automatic 3D device beside him.
"Liweir, I think I can go out with you guys.”
"I feel like I'm very tired now. What do you think? Liweir!"
Under the Snow looked at Liweir with anticipation, hoping that he would open his mouth.
He promised himself that he would bring him out to play the next time he completed a mission.
Otherwise, other than training here every day.
It was still training. He was about to die of boredom.
Moreover, he also wanted to go somewhere else to see if he could clock in.
He had been here for almost a month.
Other than the first two times he had to clock in.
They had never fought under the snow.
This gave him the feeling that he had a golden finger but had no place to use it.
He was very helpless, very irritated, and very unhappy.
Liweir looked down at the snow.
Then, he lowered his head with black lines all over his face.
Because he realized that the fourteen-year-old under the snow was actually as tall as him.
He looked at his small body.
His face turned even darker.
"Fran!"
Fran, who was watching from the side, heard Liweir call him.
He quickly replied,
"I understand. Leave it to me."
"I will definitely help you deal with this arrogant little brat.”
With a clang, the sound of Liweir closing the door could be heard.
Fran, who was in the open space, pinched the joints on his fingers.
The sound of pattering entered their ears.
When Under the Snow saw this, a sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Nancy, Fran. I won't lose to you in this one-on-one fight.”
"Wash your neck and stand there obediently.”
Just as Under the Snow was about to make a move.
Fran extended a hand toward him.
It temporarily stopped his actions.
Under the Snow tilted her head and looked at Fran in confusion.
"What is it, Fran? Are you afraid and want to beg me for mercy?”
Fran's mouth twitched as he looked at the expanding snow.
"Speaking of begging for mercy, I don't know who kept shouting it half a month ago.”
"Brother Fran, be gentle. Your arm is about to break.”
"It's broken, it's broken. Let go of me quickly. I admit defeat.”
Fran imitated the scene of begging for mercy under the snow with a wretched expression.
This embarrassing matter had once again reached Under the Snow's ears.
He felt so ashamed that smoke was about to come out of his head.
He looked at Fran with a flushed face.
He gritted his teeth.
"Stop nagging and tell me quickly. If you have something to say, say it so that I can give you a good beating.”
Fran adjusted his facial expression.
He waved his hand.
He took out a bag from behind. It contained some rice seeds that he needed under the snow.
With a loud bang, it crashed onto the ground.
"Here, little brat. This is what you wanted me to bring back for you. Time is limited, so I can only bring back this much.”
"What do you want these things for? Steamed rice?"
"This kind of rice is sticky when steamed. Liweir and I don't really like these things.”
"Bread and porridge made from wheat taste better.”
Under the Snow heard that Fran actually brought back the glutinous rice he wanted this time.
She immediately jumped up in surprise.
The last few times he asked Fran to bring him back, he either didn't meet him or time didn't allow him to.
Underneath the Snow was about to go crazy.
He thought that it would be the same as last time, but he didn't expect it.
Fran was actually brought back.
This way, he could brew rice wine.
When that time came, where would he sell such high-alcohol liquor?
He would definitely make a fortune.
At that time, he wouldn't have to go out and rob every day.
Of course, it was better to be cautious with this unique manufacturing process.
If someone with ulterior motives heard it.
Those crazy underground merchants would do anything.
In the eyes of merchants, there was only profit.
Blood-sucking bats like them did not care about human lives.
As long as he could earn a lot of money, he would do anything.
Therefore, before this matter was implemented.
No one told him under the snow.
Because he wouldn't understand even if he said it.
He was the only one who knew how to brew wine with this unique technique.
Looking at the ground, there was about half a bag of glutinous rice.
Under the snow, she felt like she was about to float.
"Aligardo, Fran. Thank you so much."
"You risked your life to help me get so much glutinous rice.”
Under the Snow's words, which he had never heard before, made Fran uncomfortable.
It was better to address him as before.
"However, brat. This thing, it was Liweir who helped me stall for time before I got it.”
"If you want to thank someone, thank Liliweir.”
When Under the Snow heard this, she shouted towards the house from the empty space.
"Aligardo, Liweir."
Liweir, who was sitting in front of the table and wiping his dagger, paused.
"Tsk, a little brat is a little brat. You will never be higher than me."
He went back to wiping the dagger.
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