Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 328

Chapter 328 Tavern Gathering

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The burly big man scanned the crowd and suddenly shouted, “Who’s Knife? You’re the guy I chat with the most in the group. Where are you?”

The tall, skinny man beside him raised his hand excitedly. “Uh… hey man, that’s me. I’m Knife.”

The big man’s eyes widened. “You? They named you Knife? You look more like a toothpick! I’m Table! Haha, hope we click well from now on!”

Everyone burst out laughing at their silly interaction.

“Finally get to meet you in person!”

“Our camps are so far apart. I never thought we’d actually meet. Nice to finally see you!”

Some quieter members who’d grown close through private chats also felt an instant bond. They swapped funny stories the second they laid eyes on each other.

People called out their in-game IDs and classes one after another. The plaza was filled with surprised shouts and warm hugs.

In this frozen apocalypse where people died every single day, having trustworthy allies and such a warm, safe haven made quite a few members’ eyes grow watery.

The small guild plaza had turned into a lively, joyful party.

Members spammed the guild chat, urging the stragglers to teleport over. One by one, the remaining players arrived.

“It’s freezing out here. Why are we just standing around? Didn’t anyone see that big tavern over there? C’mon, let’s get warm inside!”

A scruffy-looking middle-aged man spoke up and nodded toward the tavern building.

“Hold on a sec. Let me guess your ID. You’re OrderBoard?”

“Nah, I’m LoneWolf.” The man grinned and kept walking toward the tavern.

“Hey! Wolf! You still owe us a treat! You said you’d send one ages ago,” someone yelled from the crowd.

Pretending not to hear them, LoneWolf quickened his pace.

The others exchanged amused glances. LoneWolf was a good guy, just cheap. Everyone was used to it.

The laughing group headed toward the tavern’s thick oak doors together.

“Whoa!”

Everyone gasped the second they stepped inside.

The tavern was even bigger on the inside. It had a classic medieval design. A roaring fireplace kept the whole hall nice and toasty, with sturdy wooden tables and tall stools scattered neatly across the room.

The most eye-catching feature was the huge circular bar counter at the front.

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Chapter 328 Tavern Gathering

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There were nu NPC bartenders behind the bar. Instead, several large brass beer kegs lined the wall, fitted with delicate spouts. A wooden sign stood nearby with simple, readable rules.

[Self-Serve Craft Beer: 5 Guild Contribution Points per Cup.]

[Note: Use the wooden cups under the bar. Drink responsibly. Fighting inside the tavern is strictly forbidden.}

“There’s actual beer? Wonder how it tastes.”

LoneWolf, who’d walked ahead of everyone, stared at the kegs in awe.

In this broken apocalyptic world, people had to carefully filter and boil melted snow just to get clean drinking water. Alcohol was an extremely luxurious treat.

He quickly grabbed a thick wooden cup from under the bar and held it under the spout. The system deckucted five contribution points from his account.

‘Glug-”

Golden beer streamed out, topped with a thick, frosty white foam. A rich wheat scent instantly filled the entire hall.

LoneWolf tilted his head back and chugged half the cup in one go. He slammed the wooden cup down on the table and let out a oud burp.

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