Digging To Survive: I Can See Hints Chapter 90
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The 49th catacomb!
Everywhere he looked, there was ice and snow.
From time to time, snowflakes would fall from above.
Klein raised his head and took a glance.
It was also covered in ice and snow. Snowflakes didn't appear out of thin air, but kept falling from the top.
As for why the top was covered in ice and snow, who knew!
"Where could the Snowdrift Ox be?"
Klein's gaze quickly swept past the towering snowbank.
The Snowdrift Ox's entire body was snow-white. In this environment, it was indeed easy to hide.
"In such a cold environment, I really can't carry on for too long. I have to leave in ten minutes."
Klein lowered his head to look at Little Fox and Little Wind. They weren't feeling well either.
Little Fox was fine, but she had thick fur on her body.
Little Wind was bald, and he wasn't in a good mood.
"Buck up," Klein berated.
Following that, the propeller behind him spewed out air as he flew into the sky.
The Snowdrift Ox couldn't fly, so Klein had the advantage of being in the air.
Little Fox was fast, so there was no need to worry. Little Wind could drill into the ground.
'Something's not right. If it were to freeze into ice, Little Wind won't be able to drill down.'
Klein's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to lift Little Wind into the air, he suddenly heard a snort.
"Moo!"
There was a long sound.
Klein's heart skipped a beat.
He looked in the direction of the sound and indeed saw a snow-white Snowdrift Ox charging forward!
It exhaled hot air from its nose, just like a train from the old era.
The fellow's eyes were red.
It lowered its head and charged forward.
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It was extremely fast.
Its horns were more like two scimitars, curved inwards, and had sharp edges and horns on the outside.
As long as it hit something, it would not be strange for it to split into two.
Whoosh!
Little Fox quickly dodged.
Little Wind was slow and was directly hit.
Fortunately, Little Wind was a small creature, and at most, it was kicked away.
Little Wind's anger value immediately filled up.
Amplification!
Little Wind expanded rapidly.
He turned around and struck the Snowdrift Ox.
The Snowdrift Ox also turned around to charge a second time.
There was a crisp sound.
The Snowdrift Ox and Little Wind retreated respectively.
Neither side was injured.
There were two obvious marks on Little Wind's sturdy armor, which showed how sharp its horns were.
Shoo!
Klein found the opportunity and pulled the trigger.
The crossbow arrow brought up a bunch of blood.
It easily pierced into the Snowdrift Ox's body.
The Snowdrift Ox howled in pain and became even angrier.
A minute later, the Snowdrift Ox crashed to the ground.
The anesthetic and numbing effects had taken effect.
Klein continued floating in the air, checking the location of the iron treasure chest.
[There's an Iron Treasure Chest under the ice and snow here.]
After a scan, a notification appeared.
Klein took out his shovel...
After some thought, he took out his Firestorm Saber.
Boom!
The flames were ignited.
He aimed at the location where the treasure chest was.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle...
The ice and snow melted.
The bottom of the iron treasure chest was revealed.
Its surroundings were frozen solid by the ice.
A moment later, he put away the iron treasure chest.
He opened up the runic base.
A man and two beasts entered the runic base and felt a little more comfortable.
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"I'll finish making the meat field container first."
Klein constructed a square container from the original location of the meat field.
It was even larger.
He then placed the Snowdrift Ox into the container.
The Snowdrift Ox widened its large crimson eyes and attempted to attack with its horns.
"Eh, the effects of the medicine have passed so quickly?"
Klein opened it again.
"Alright, since it can already move, I'll implant it with a xenogeneic."
"Prevent it from dying from excessive blood loss!"
Klein took out a superior xenogeneic.
Just like last time, he cut open the wound and implanted the xenogeneic.
Snowdrift Ox eyes were filled with fear as it used its last bit of strength to struggle.
In just a moment, the bones collapsed, and the flesh was soft.
Pfft!
It turned into a puddle of bright red meat that constantly squirmed.
[System notification: Soul+3]
Klein poured 1,000 ml of water into it.
"We'll see the results tomorrow."
He clapped his hands and walked to the iron treasure chest by the side.
Open the chest!
[There's poison gas hidden inside this Iron Treasure Chest. Open it carefully.]
Klein brought the treasure chest outside the base.
He put on the gas mask, took out the animal skin, wrapped it tightly around his exposed skin, and put on gloves.
After opening the chest, he suddenly retreated.
He had to be careful.
The poison gas didn't mean that he had to inhale it. It could be harmful to his skin.
It could also harm his hair and make him bald.
The dark green poison gas gradually dissipated.
Klein observed from afar, but he still didn't know what was inside the treasure chest.
[There are remnants of the poison gas over there. Don't come any closer.]
[The poison gas has completely dispersed.]
After waiting for half a minute, the notification changed.
Only then did Klein go forward and look at the items inside.
[System notification: Iron Treasure Chest + 1]
[System notification: Wind Rune+1]
[System notification: Water Rune+1]
[System notification: Ice Cream Fruit Seed+2]
[System notification: Perfect Runic Refrigerator Blueprint+1]
[System notification: Excellent Strength Wrist Guard Blueprint+1]
Klein grabbed the blueprint and learned everything.
After a while, he said, "I already have a Perfect Strength Wrist Guard. This Excellent Strength Wrist Guard is of little value to me."
"However, I can produce a batch and throw it on the market."
At present, he hadn't seen similar rune wrist guard equipment on the market. It could fill the gap in the market and make a profit.
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