Building My Empire in the Frozen Apocalypse (Riley Carter) novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213 The Blacksmith Of Blackwater

Chapter 213 The Blacksmith Of Blackwater

“Wait, why is there a frozen vending machine out here?”

Beside a fragment of a shattered highway, Riley found a vending machine tipped over on the roadside.

After smashing through the ice layer, Riley found the bizarre machine was actually stit! functional.

There were plenty of snacks available for purchase.

“Points Exchange: 1 Wood = 10 Points. 1 Coal = 50 Points.”

“Coke: 3 Points” / “Chips: 5 Points” “Chocolate: 5 Points” / “Braised Duck Legs: 6 Points”

For the Coal Tycoon, these prices were a joke.

“Obtained: Coke x 200 bottles”

“Obtained: Chips x 150 bags”

“Obtained: Chocolate x 100 bars”

“Obtained: Braised Duck Legs x 100 packs”

“System: Vending machine out of stock. System recycling initiated.”

Was that all it had?

Riley looked at the mountain of snacks in her bag, her mood hitting a new high.

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With her current exercise level and insane physique, she didn’t have to worry about the health impact of junk food. These supplies were key to boosting her happiness; she just needed more variety.

“SCREE-!!!”

Just as Riley prepared to head home, Ash let out an incredibly piercing shriek from the sky.

That was a danger signal!

Riley’s eyes sharpened; she leaped off her skis, pressing her back against a massive boulder while chambering a bolt in her arbalest.

“Neeko, alert status!”

Neeko immediately dropped into a low crouch, staring intently at a snowy slope ahead.

Through the swirling snow, several dark dots were moving rapidly.

They weren’t monsters.

They were humans.

Riley pulled out her new snow binoculars and adjusted the focus.

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Two survivors.

Their clothes were tattered rags, and they held crude stone spears and wooden shields. They were stumbling through the snow, glancing back in terror as if something were hunting them.

The game has progressed this far and people are still dressed like that?

Riley was genuinely confused.

The three ragged figures were struggling through knee-deep snow.

These people didn’t even have real shoes; their feet were wrapped in hay and old cloth. Their “weapons” were just dead branches they had scavenged.

They were wrapped in old pelts and burlap sacks, their limbs bruised purple from the cold. Every step looked like it took every ounce of their strength.

Less than fifty yards behind them, a massive white beast was closing in.

It was a Frost Bear. It didn’t have a system health bar, but its nine-foot stature and mouth full of fangs made the danger clear.

“ROAR-!”

The Frost Bear let out a thunderous growl and accelerated its charge.

A thin figure at the back of the group slipped, falling face-first into the snow.

“Uncle! Save me!”

The youth let out a scream of pure despair.

A middle-aged man at the front stopped dead in his tracks. He grit his teeth, a look of grim determination crossing his face. He didn’t run; instead, he turned, picked up a rock, and roared as he charged the beast to buy time for the others.

Riley made a quick judgment.

If this was a “honey trap” or an act, these people deserved an Oscar for their performance.

“Moving in.”

Riley barked the order, chambering a bolt in her Armor-Piercing Repeater Crossbow.

Whiz-!

A steel bolt tore through the air with an ear-splitting whistle, precisely hitting the Frost Bear’s right eye!

RAWR!!!

The beast let out an agonizing shriek of pain.

Riley and Neeko charged down from the snowy ridge.

Creatures in the wastes didn’t have levels like instance mobs; they were just ordinary flesh and blood.

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