Chapter 827 (1/2)

The fog around the island in the middle of the lake was colder than Sean thought.

Originally, the Lake fog was formed because the water vapor of the lake was relatively sufficient and turned into small water droplets when encountering cold air. Although Sean is not a school bully, he still knows such simple common sense, so he is also very clear that under normal circumstances, the Lake fog will only appear after dawn or nightfall, because the Lake fog will not exist at noon when the temperature is relatively high. At this time, the Lake fog still exists, which only means that the temperature of the lake surface is relatively low. It may only be maintained at about a few degrees under constant temperature. Only in this way will the Lake fog not be dispersed under normal conditions, but become thinner.

But after entering the fog range, Sean found that the surrounding temperature was below zero.

It is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the specific difference between less than 10 degrees below zero and less than 10 degrees below zero. However, as a strong person in the golden realm, sensing the external temperature is one of the basic abilities of this realm, because it is actually related to the consumption of fighting spirit. Compared with the strong in silver, the fighting spirit of the strong in gold has obvious advantages in both quantity and quality. For example, the experts in silver often can't release the fighting spirit to form any effective attack means, but the strong in gold can do it easily.

What is particularly obvious is that when they are not adapted to their own environment - for example, the temperature is too low or too high, the strong in the golden environment will subconsciously run and fight to make them flow quickly in the body, so as to form a resistance to the surrounding environment. Simply put, there will be a certain increase in resistance in the game, but it is a passive skill in the game, that is to say, players cannot reverse this process, and the amount of fighting will inevitably decline quietly with the passage of time due to the bad environment.

But in this real world, this situation is controllable.

At this time, Sean simply didn't have the ability to open it.

There is no other reason. His fighting spirit can not be activated at will like others. Almost every activation will lead to the rise of his dark energy bar. This thing is no joke. Once the dark energy on him exceeds the critical point, it can be imagined how serious the consequences are - according to Sean's current understanding of the system, this thing says that it degenerates into a dark slave, which is certainly not as simple as losing body control and losing one level as in the game.

It's definitely a situation of ten dead and no life.

And there were only the last two [pilgrim holy water] he carried.

So it's better not to use it as much as possible.

But as a result of competing with nature, Sean began to tremble a little before he entered the fog. Because he found that the situation was far worse than he thought. Obviously, it was only a few degrees below zero at the beginning. It was not long after entering the edge of the fog. At this time, with the gradual deepening of the fog range, the temperature naturally became lower and lower, reaching more than ten degrees below zero.

The worst thing is that the temperature seems to be falling continuously, but the fuzzy outline of the island in the middle of the lake has not become clear.

Sean's eyebrows could not help wrinkling: ”shouldn't...”

”Yes.” Cecilia nodded helplessly when she heard Sean's words. ”It seems that the situation in the wilderness is more absurd than we thought.” At the same time, Cecilia also keenly found Sean's problem, so she waved and threw a protection skill to increase fire resistance - this kind of skill only increases fire resistance in the game, but it obviously has other uses in this world.

Sean, whose body temperature was slightly warmer, immediately understood that this was Cecilia's move. Although it only changed the situation of more than ten degrees below zero into two or three degrees below zero, in terms of Sean's physical quality, this degree had no impact on him. So he turned his head, smiled at Cecilia and whispered, ”thank you.”

Cecilia didn't speak, but just smiled back.

”What happened?” Harding was still at a loss.

”How on earth did you become the king of your tribe?” Sean said helplessly.

”Of course I can.” Harding said naturally, ”I'm just not good at thinking. Don't show such a sympathetic look.”

Sean sighed. He began to doubt that the reason why Harding suddenly changed his position and decided to live in peace with mankind was probably just a whim of this guy, not from a long-term perspective. But his political opponents - or the guys who couldn't beat him, obviously used such guys to exile Harding, and they were the most serious kind of exile crime of the demon race.

In the chat between Sean and Harding, Sean now knows something about some criminal punishment methods of the demon race.