Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 408

Chapter 408 A Desperate Plea

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“Basic Clinic. Consumes a small amount of guild contribution points to produce medical supplies. Can be activated by binding a survivor with relevant talents. Capable bindings: 1.”

This model was rather interesting, though Riley Shadn’t figured out what the Library was actually good for.

After doing a rough sweep of the rewards, Riley deposited everything straight into her Inventory.

These resources were enough to trigger a terrifying, explosive wave of growth for Hope Guild right after surviving a brutal defensive

war.

It wasn’t a stretch to say that with this foundation, Hope Guild would hold absolute dominance over this snowfield!

Click.

As the chest was emptied, the pitch–black iron storage box flashed with light before dissolving into motes of stardust, vanishing completely into thin air.

This harrowing defensive war, triggered by a monster rampage and threatening the very survival of three guilds, had finally come

to an end.

The surrounding players were busy cataloging the loot from their individual packs, allowing the tense atmosphere over the ruined camp to ease slightly.

In the distance, the little treant was still helping NorthWind patch up structures. After Neeko’s healing, the Variant Flame Wolf’s wounds had basically stopped bleeding. It let out a comfortable yawn, letting Neeko roll around freely on its back.

NorthWind began directing the remaining survivors to gather the belongings of their fallen comrades.

They picked out one item to represent each fallen member, placed them in a small wooden box, and buried it in a freshly dug hole near the ruins of the Bonfire Altar.

Just as Riley was about to call Pineapple Beer

TartKing over

to discuss their next moves…

A series of hesitant footsteps approached from nearby.

Riley turned her head slightly.

The six WarWolf remnants had walked over at some point.

They had clearly gone through an intense internal struggle and whispered debates before approaching

Now, led by the warrior with the blood–soaked bandage around his head, they looked like they wanted to discuss something with Riley.

Seeing this, the Hope Guild and Drifters Alliance survivors immediately stopped sorting their supplies.

A barrage of guarded, hostile glares instantly locked onto the six men.

The stares made their skin crawl, but the leading warrior gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stop barely three feet away from Riley.

10:12 am

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Chapter 408 A Desperate Plea

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Thud.

Without any warning.

These six elite players, who used to throw their weight around the region under the banner of the top guild, simultaneously went weak in the knees and kneeled straight into the bloodstained, muddy slush.

A faint ripple of commotion swept through the crowd.

Riley didn’t loosen her grip on her dual axes. She stared down at the six men kneeling before her, her face completely unreadable. She clearly had no idea what they were trying to pull.

“Boss SpicyBurger.”

The leading warrior swallowed hard, his voice hollow from extreme nerves..

“My name is Blade. These are my WarWolf… no, these are my remaining friends.”

Blade looked up, meeting Riley’s suffocating gaze, and took a deep breath.

“First off, thank you. Thanks to Hope Guild and everyone in the Drifters Alliance. We owe you our lives… otherwise, we’d be dead meat by now.”

He spoke with profound sincerity, bowing his head so low it practically touched the dirt.

The other five frantically kowtowed as well, their eyes swimming with the terror of narrowly surviving and deep reverence for Riley.

Riley remained silent, just quietly watching their performance.

Seeing no reaction from Riley, Blade had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue.

“Boss SpicyBurger, I don’t know why such a terrifying thing happened, but it’s very likely that WarWolf was the catalyst for all of this. We bear an undeniable responsibility…”

A flash of bitterness crossed Blade’s eyes.

“We checked the guild chat just now. A long time ago, right after Boss BloodWolf died and the main force was wiped out, a full- blown civil war broke out inside WarWolf. They’ve gone completely crazy. The vice guild leader fought with several top players to seize the warehouse supplies. The base is tearing itself apart.

“It’s a total mess. We can’t go back, and we don’t want to. I admit we were wrong before, but a lot of times, we just wanted to survive, to find strong backing. We… haven’t felt any attachment to WarWolf for a long time.”

At this, Blade abruptly snapped his head up, a look of absolute resolve–and desperate humility–crossing his dirt–and–blood- streaked face.

“Boss SpicyBurger! We know how to fight, how to defend, and we can do all the dirty work!

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Chapter 409 No Forgiveness.

Chapter 409 No Forgiveness

“We know WarWolf is to blame for tonight’s massacre. We don’t have the right to ask for forgiveness.

“We wanna… we wanna join Hope Guild or the Drifters Alliance!”

Blade’s expression was dead earnest.

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“We aren’t trying to leech off you, and we definitely don’t want a cut of the loot. We just… genuinely want to atone! We don’t even need our rewards; you can have them all!”

With that, the six men raised their personal rewards high. Each of them held two unopened gift boxes.

The moment he said that, a dead silence fell over the ruined camp.

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