"Oh... It's really cool to soak in a hot spring after working hard for a few days!"

Long Biao laid almost his entire body in the steaming hot spring, leaving only his head outside, and groaned as if he was weak: "It's really hard to work in this icy world!"

"Who said it wasn't!" Jian Shisan, who was also soaking in the hot spring, sighed, "My sister has done an experiment. In the coldest place in the entire Western Continent, even things that are probably oxygen will liquefy. Thanks to us here. The temperature has increased a little, otherwise, other than the races that don't need to breathe, other races don't even want to work!"

"So exaggerated?" Liu Daoqing, who had been closing his eyes like a dead fish, asked curiously, "How did she do this experiment?"

Jian Shisan rolled his eyes and looked at him with a mentally retarded look: "Separate the air, and then do the experiment by type."

"...What I'm asking is, how did she separate the air?"

This time, even Long Biao couldn't stand it anymore: "Yu Guo, how did you learn chemistry in high school?"

"what?"

"Question: How to obtain oxygen-based gas and nitrogen-based gas from the air in a laboratory environment?" Long Biao said, "This is a must-have question!"

Liu Daoqing opened his mouth and thought hard. After about two minutes, he closed his eyes slumped: "Sorry, my high school chemistry... seems to have been returned to the teacher."

"Don't embarrass him." Yuneruo sighed, "I think there are not many of us who haven't returned this professional knowledge to the teacher. I guess there are not many."

"At least pandas certainly don't."

"I don't believe it! Pandas have been fighting all day long, how could he still remember those!" Liu Daoqing said unconvinced.

So Long Biao shouted towards the busy construction site: "Panda! Come here, we have something to call you."

The panda covered in frost quickly came over. Because the hot spring was relatively hot, the frost on his body melted, and the water was drenched as if he had just taken a bath.

Liu Daoqing repeated the question and asked, "Do you know what to do?"

Panda was stunned for a moment, recalled a little, and said: "Nitrogen can be removed by burning magnesium bars, and oxygen can be removed by ordinary combustion... The former feels a bit wasteful. If oxygen is needed, it can be obtained directly by electrolyzing water, which is more practical. A little. After all, it's not that difficult to make a simple voltaic battery."

Liu Daoqing's eyes widened, looked at the panda in shock, and then shouted, "Impossible! This is definitely not the panda I know! Come on, where did you come from! Where did you hide the panda!"

Panda sighed helplessly and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Gone."

So he turned around and went back to the construction site, leaving behind the laughter of everyone in the hot spring and Liu Daoqing's sigh.

The so-called "construction site" is actually a lava lake. The traversers used the portal to come here and threw out the magma they collected. The magma melts the ice and snow into water, which is then heated - the source of the hot spring's heat.

By using the props as containers and the traversers as transports, they transported a huge amount of magma, and a huge magma lake has been formed in the ice and snow. This magma lake continuously emits heat, dissolving the cold air that has existed for a long time in the extreme cold of the Western Continent.

This work has actually been going on for a long time, but until recently, its effect has really been reflected in the climate - that large-scale cold wave is dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it is certain that it will not be long before it will roughly disappear .

Although this method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. But according to Xingzhao's calculations, as long as everyone continues to work, at least the next ten years or so, the entire Western Continent will be relatively warm in winter, and there is no need to worry about cold waves.

By the way, there are still many traversers who are fighting the cold wave in other ways. For example, Locke and Taiyi, whose main content is "absorption", Locke turned his "City of Sinners" into a huge magic circle, constantly absorbing cold waves in the middle of the Great Screen Mountains, and changing a place every time a part was absorbed, I feel like I'm on a cold wave. Tai Yi has been steadily extracting cold air from the ice field, and she does not know how much cold air she is going to extract? How powerful is that "Ice Soul Cold Lightsaber"?

Of course, the most efficient person to fight against the cold wave is always Aiwei Yin, who is making large-scale cold preparations in the orcs gathering place. Although she had learned from the chat channel that the cold wave this time would probably be suppressed by her companions, she did not relax because of it, instead she hurry up more and more.

She said: "Take this opportunity to popularize some knowledge about cold protection. This way, when the next cold wave comes, everyone will have more ways to deal with it."

This approach has increased her already high prestige by a large margin, so that when the ligers and tigers returned to the settlement, they obviously felt that the atmosphere was not right.

In the past, they either came back victorious and gained everyone's respect and worship; or they returned from failure and gained everyone's hatred and helplessness.

But this time, they basically didn't get much benefit (the food they grabbed from Mulanda was not enough to fill the gap of the army ration), and they didn't die many people (basically didn't fight), and most importantly, their actions There is absolutely no point in resisting the Great White Disaster.

So the way the orcs looked at them was completely different this time.

It was a look that made them uncomfortable, unfamiliar, and even embarrassing.

How to explain this kind of look... It can be roughly understood as "Look, those idiots are back", "Shh! Be quiet, they will find out.", "By the way, are they fools? The water runs so far, and as a result, neither the benefit nor the death...", "Don't use your wisdom to measure a fool, you can't make yourself that stupid."

Well, roughly, that's it.

Old Ryan has fallen ill because of his continuous anger. Currently worried about the issue of successor, he has no time to ponder the issue of "public opinion".

Galades is in good health, and he is particularly concerned about this issue.

When he saw those eyes of ridicule, suspicion... and even pity, he wanted to jump out and shouted, "How dare you look down on me! No one in heaven and earth can save you!"

But after considering their strength comparison, he honestly gave up.

Forget it, wash and sleep, just be patient.

In another ten or twenty years, perhaps no one will care about this kind of thing.

. . . maybe he would have made a different choice if he had known that this had become a famous joke in orc history.