Liweir stared at the snow for a while before pulling a stool under the table and sitting on the bed with his legs crossed. He looked at him unhappily and said,"Brat, tell me then, where is your value? If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, I'll hang you up and beat you up.”
Under the snow, he saw Liweir threatening him with a solemn expression, his eyes staring straight at his dirty face. Swallowing his saliva, he couldn't help but panic a little. He endured the discomfort and said,"Mommy, Captain Liweir, don't be so serious. You…"
"Captain? Brat, I'm not a captain of some regiment. On the contrary, we're just hooligans from the underground streets of the capital.”Underneath the Snow's baffling words caused Liwill to frown deeply.
Why did this brat call me that?？
Under the snow, she finally understood. This! In his carelessness, he actually mentioned that Lewell would be a famous captain in the Investigation Corps in the future. Feeling awkward, he laughed and said,"
"Uh, my brain might have been beaten silly by those people just now. I was talking nonsense for a moment. Don't be angry! May I know your name?”
Liweir's face was cold as he looked at the snow, as if he wanted to see something from his head that was wrapped up like a dumpling. His intuition told him that Undersnow was very different from the others. As for what the difference was, it was still to be discovered. Liweir looked for a long time and saw that he was still calm under the snow. He gave up and said,"Tsk! Kid, my name is Liv Leavy. You can also call me Liweir."
"Next, you can talk about your value. Otherwise, you can leave this place.”
Liweir's magnetic and deep voice, although not loud, spread throughout the room.
"Actually, I'm very good at life skills. If you don't mind, you can let me show off a little. Then, you'll know what my value is!”
Under the Snow said hurriedly. He was really afraid that Liweir would chase him away in a fit of anger. With his already injured body, coupled with the lack of food and drinking water, even with the system, his survival rate in the underground streets of the capital was not high!
Furthermore, he clearly remembered that Liweir had injured the leader of those men in order to save him. There might be righteous people looking for him all over the streets now. If he was found by them alone, it would really be a living hell! He might as well hide for now and settle scores with them when he had the strength.
Coincidentally, the system had signed in for a max level Trade Skill. After a large amount of information was transmitted, it was no exaggeration to say that he could survive in the wilderness! He was even more powerful than Master Bei.
Liweir sat in front of the snow, quietly waiting for his answer.
Under the snow, she raised her hands and looked at them. She looked down at her small and tender hands and realized that they could still be used. He raised his head and looked at the stoic Liweir, smiling."Liweir, do you have any flour or other ingredients?”
Liweir looked at him in surprise, then leaned back on the stool and looked up at Fran, who was watching a good show behind him. He asked Fran if he still had what he wanted under the snow. Because Fran was usually the one cooking, he didn't do much.
In short, Fran's food was better than his.
Fran's eyes fluttered as he thought for a while."There's still a little bit left, but not much. What do you want to do, kid?”
When Under the Snow heard Fran's words, she immediately beamed with joy. Of course, I'm going to make some extremely delicious food. Wait a minute, I won't blind your pig eyes. Otherwise, how would you know how powerful I, Snowy, am?
When she asked about this matter just now, she was afraid that they did not have it. Now, it was fine. The chances of him staying had increased from less than ten percent to ninety percent.
Under the snow, she ignored the small pain on her body and jumped off the bed. Under Liweir's gaze, she came to Fran and said,"Alright, Brother Fran, take me to your kitchen! I want to show you all my skills and let you know how powerful I am.”
Fran's mouth twitched when he heard the new nickname,""Little Brother Fran is better than Goldie.”
Fran felt like a volcano was about to erupt when he thought of Goldie. He glanced at the snow and thought of teaching this kid who was a few years younger than him a lesson.
"Follow me!"
With a clang, before the two of them could do anything, Liweir stood up from his chair. "Huh? Brat, don't tell me that the value you're talking about is to cook for us? We have hands and feet, not disabled people. A small thing like cooking can't show your value.”
Liweir looked at the snow with slight disappointment in his eyes. He had thought that this little brat would be different, but he did not expect him to be no different from an ordinary child!
However, Under the Snow didn't feel discouraged by Liweir's appearance. He believed in his own life skills.
"Don't worry! Liweir, you can't chase me away after I finish making the thing! There were some things that you had to watch patiently. You could just decide what the outcome was when the time came.”
Under the Snow said confidently. He believed that Liweir would definitely let him stay.
Liweir stared at the snow for a while. Seeing the confident look on his face, his heart was slightly moved. He picked up the dagger on the table and sheathed it."Don't make me wait."
Fran grinned when he heard that. After seeing Liweir walk out of the door, he whispered to Under the Snow,"Don't look at how Liweir usually keeps people at arm's length and has a cold expression. He's actually a very kind person. Still?"
"Fran, you've been slacking off recently. Even your movements have slowed down! It seems that I've let you off too easily. I'll train you outside tomorrow morning.”Liweir's cold and threatening voice entered Fran's ears.
Fran, who had his back facing Liweir, suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body, and a chill shot up from the soles of his feet to his head. He thought to himself, It's over. Liweir heard what I said just now. I'll definitely be tortured by him until I can't take care of myself tomorrow! Sigh! Why do I have to talk so much?"
Under the Snow looked at Fran, who was heaving a long sigh, and laughed gloatingly. She whispered,""Who told you to talk so much nonsense!"
After saying that, he quickly ran into the kitchen. Fran was already feeling miserable. Now that he saw that he still dared to add insult to injury under the snow, the desolation instantly turned into anger. He clenched his fists and chased inside. He shouted at the head under the snow," West Inner!!!!"
Liweir, who had walked to the door, heard the noise coming from inside. He raised his head and looked at the sky that had no sun or white clouds, only rocks. He whispered in a voice that only he could hear,"This feeling! It's really not bad."
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