Jiang Qiao sat on his Fat Chirp and followed the people of Jumping Nucleus towards the snowfield map.
The Chosen Gods of the Bright Sun and the Chosen Gods of the Shadow World had decided to join the players in the dangerous snowfield map to fight against the Snowfield Master.
The other Chosen Gods were all scared off by Mo Shigui's threat, and Jiang Qiao was sure that they wouldn't dare to barge into the Jumping Nucleus' stronghold to snatch Xellar away.
The reason was that Mo Shigui had told the Chosen Gods that although the eight guilds were competing with each other, it was still possible to gather all the Holy Spirits together to repel the outsiders.
Jiang Qiao was satisfied with the way the players and the Crystal Hunters were handling the relationship at this stage.
What Jiang Qiao was really worried about was …
"The Gods of this world seem to have their own little schemes."
Jiang Qiao threw the carrot rod to his Fat Chirp, and in the next second, he successfully hooked a wild Hai Lan.
"I say … can you not fight with the mount for food?
Didn't you eat all the crispy roast duck delivered today? "
Jiang Qiao put another golden carrot on the rod to appease Fat Chirp, who was close to going berserk.
The mounts in the Holy Spirit world didn't have any affection or cultivation system, and were just purely modeling. But this mount of Jiang Qiao … how should he put it …
Perhaps because the Creator was beside him, it sucked in Hai Lan's immortal energy?
"This isn't a carrot from the real world?" Hai Lan only realized that the carrot was a food from the Holy Spirit world after eating it.
"What do you think?" Jiang Qiao patted the spot beside Fat Chirp and let it find its way automatically.
Hai Lan sat on the empty spot on Fat Chirp's back. Although she was still invisible, she had already removed her ghost form … She sat beside Jiang Qiao, her white legs swinging. She seemed to be in a good mood.
It was about a fifteen-minute journey from the base of the Jumping Nucleus to the Spirit Vein Forest. Jiang Qiao could choose to directly teleport back to the starting base and then set off from the starting base.
But everyone felt that it was troublesome, so they didn't … During this fifteen-minute journey, Jiang Qiao began to think about the true purpose of this group of Crystal Hunters, as well as … the specific planning of Freya's plan to go out.
"As long as the Gods of this world don't intend to invade our world, it doesn't have anything to do with us. If they want to start a war … then we'll all be in one pot," Hai Lan said.
"Shouldn't they be wiped out in one go?"
Jiang Qiao felt that Hai Lan had been learning some of the weird words from the Blue Planet recently. "But it's true. The problem is that some players might not agree with it, but it's easy to deal with."
It was obvious that Xellar was afraid of something, which was why she fled from the Crystal Hunters organization. As the Chosen One, what was she afraid of?
Jiang Qiao couldn't figure it out, but he was sure that the Gods of this world didn't ask Jiang Qiao and the players to come here simply to eliminate the Crystal Disease.
Whether these Gods wanted to rule the world completely or purify the world, none of that had any conflict with Jiang Qiao and Jiang Qiao's players.
In any case, after Jiang Qiao emptied the resources of Brandt Island, he planned to … temporarily retreat.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would retreat. The island was indeed rich in resources, and Jiang Qiao's daily income of creation energy was between 1,500 to 2,000, all of which came from the mother crystals recovered from Brandt Island. Moreover, the server capacity limit was steadily increasing at 120 per day.
Even so, the players had developed feelings for the island. Well, it couldn't be said that they had feelings for the island, but for the stronghold built on the island and the NPCs on it.
Jiang Qiao felt that after the conquest of Brandt Island was completed, he would forcefully teleport the players back to the Holy Spirit's main body. If he gave up all the strongholds that he had built with great difficulty … the players would scold Jiang Qiao on the forums and Weibo for shutting down the server.
That was why Jiang Qiao's plan had changed a little … Jiang Qiao was considering whether it was possible to move the entire Brandt Island to the Inner World.
At present, Jiang Qiao didn't think it was possible. After Brandt Island was cleared, the only compensation Jiang Qiao could make was to move the stronghold built by the players to the Inner World.
The Inner World was still in a state of chaos and was very fragile. Jiang Qiao had already invested a lot of creation energy to stabilize the Inner World.
That was why he could move Brandt Island to the Inner World … If he ate all the core crystals of Brandt Island, he might be able to give it a try?
Jiang Qiao shook his head and banished this dangerous idea from his mind. The safest way was to move the players' stronghold to the Inner World.
If Brandt Island didn't work, Jiang Qiao could swallow it into the Holy Spirit's main body world and make it the map of the Holy Spirit's main body. That was the best solution.
"The current stage is to kill the Lord of the Snowfield …" Jiang Qiao could feel Fat Chirp trembling.
The surrounding temperature began to plummet as they approached the Snowfield map. Light snow was falling from the sky and a lot of snow had piled up on the ground. In the distance, there was a map covered in ice and frost.
Jiang Qiao opened a temperature statistics table that the Holy Spirit didn't use often. The needle of the temperature statistics table had completely pointed to the blue low temperature. It even pointed to the lowest point, and there was a temperature below it.
It was -54 degrees Celsius!
This damn place was comparable to the night at the North Pole on Earth.
Fat Chirp was a mount with its own mind. It was trembling as it ran. Jiang Qiao glanced at the people jumping on the cores on both sides.
From the moment they stepped into the Snowfield map, they all entered a state of hypothermia.
As an energy body, the Holy Spirit's resistance to external erosion was much higher than that of ordinary people. According to the settings, the Holy Spirit didn't have a body temperature. The hypothermia here referred to a debuff. Once the temperature was below zero and the equipment was too thin, it would enter this state. Moreover, the debuff would start to decrease HP at a rate of one thousandth per second.
Mo Shigui took out a bottle of Scorching Potion and drank it. This bottle of potion could increase the resistance of the Frost attribute. This resistance could also be stacked by equipment.
"Why is everyone carrying a bottle of gunpowder? Lazy, do you still have gunpowder?" Black Pot Cooked Meat searched in his backpack and found that he had used up his Scorching Potion.
"I have a lot here, but Black Pot, you can't rely on gunpowder to increase your Ice Resistance, right?" Lazy threw a bunch of Frost Resistance potions to Black Pot Cooked Meat.
This time, they were going to hunt the Snowfield Lord. Of course, the people jumping on the cores had to be fully armed. Lazy spent the night yesterday refining the highest quality Ice Resistance potion, but this Ice Resistance was enough in the face of the extreme cold of the Snowfield.
However, the Snowfield Lord they were going to fight next would definitely have some kind of extreme cold attack.
"I saw in the group discussion that there's a carriage shop in front?" Mo Shigui raised his hand and signaled everyone to slow down.
"A carriage shop?
The one in the initial stronghold?
Would Miss Cat appear in this godforsaken place? "
Fluffy Rabbit immediately raised his head and looked around. Sure enough, he saw a carriage shop in the place where a group of players gathered.
However, standing on the rock next to the shop was not the familiar Miss Cat, but an orange cat.
"Who is that orange cat?"
Jiang Qiao did not know that a new orange cat NPC had been added. It could only be Hai Lan's doing.
"Hornet Knight … She seems to have something to tell you personally. She's looking for you in private chat, but you didn't reply."
"Isn't today the opening day of the second Battle of Divinity?"
Jiang Qiao immediately opened his Sky Palace chat software. Sure enough, in the Instance Dungeon Lord group, Hornet Knight had already tagged him fifteen or sixteen times.
However, Jiang Qiao had been busy dealing with the conflict between the players and the Crystal Hunters for the past few hours. He had no time to check the messages in the Instance Dungeon Lord group.
"It'll open at eight tonight. Queen Mey has gone back to the Lord's dormitory to dress up," said Hai Lan.
"Okay, okay. There's too much to deal with alone."
Jiang Qiao glanced at the time. It was Monday, half an hour before the second opening of the Battle of Divinity, and Hornet Knight had enjoyed playing Miss Cat in this half an hour.
Jiang Qiao looked at the way Hornet Knight talked to the players and felt that she was enjoying it.
"No!
You're not Miss Cat at all!
You fake fat orange cat, where did you hide our Tri-Flower Miss Cat? "
"Say that again?" Hornet Knight grabbed the collar of the player who objected to her playing as an NPC.
Jiang Qiao gestured a cross at Hornet Knight from afar. Hornet Knight saw it and slowly put the player down.
"If I were fat, you Holy Spirits would be a bunch of rolling balls!" said Hornet Knight to the Holy Spirits.
So that's the point?
Jiang Qiao recalled the frozen Fat Chirp and walked to the carriage shop that suddenly appeared beside the snowfield.