Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 455

Chapter 455 The Holiday Decree

Chapter 455 The Holiday Decree

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She set aside a few purple armor pieces and accessories that, while worn, had excellent base stats. She planned to gather some materials to refurbish them and see if any fit Pineapple Beer or TartKing. If not, she could distribute them among the core

members.

She packed several rare magical herbs and cooking spices into a small box, intending to give them to Tartking and ToxicReaper

tomorrow.

As for the massive remainder–the mountain of basic resources and the white, green, and blue transitional gear–Riley didn’t hesitate for a second. She bundled it all up and dumped it straight into the Hope Guild public warehouse.

Having finished all of that, Riley stretched luxuriously. She noticed that because the sun set so early, it was actually only 6:00 PM.

Since she was already in the Tool Room, Riley casually scrolled through her message inbox.

[Survivor “Green Tea“: Boss! Heard the drop rate for bonus god–tier stats on your purple gear commissions is insanely high? I’ve got a Berserker’s Heavy Armor blueprint. Got the mats prepped, begging you to hammer one out for me! Absolutely zero complaints about the 50% fee, and if it rolls a bonus stat, I’ll pay double! Throwing in 20 Energy Cores as a tip!]

[Survivor “WindWhisperer“: Hello, Guild Leader SpicyBurger. Sorry to bother you. I busted my ass to gather the mats for the Gale Longbow. Couldn’t find anyone I trust, and you’re the only one who can hit the precision requirements for this blueprint. I know the rules, mats are bundled and ready to go. Please help me out!]

Scanning the rows of commissions on her screen, these were the only two that actually caught her eye. Riley’s eyes instantly lit up.

It was honestly a bit funny. These people had completely flipped their attitudes and were acting unbelievably respectful now.

Riley chuckled and expertly tapped open the Tool Room’s automated control panel.

She scanned and input the two blueprints. After confirming the materials sent by the clients were correct, Riley initiated the crafting process.

Tethered to the workbench with nothing else to do, she decided it was time to announce the holiday break.

She switched over to the guild’s all–member channel.

Because the weather outside was garbage, all the guild members had returned to base early. Everyone was currently chatting about the day’s haul and predicting tomorrow’s weather.

Riley typed a message into the chat box.

[SpicyBurger: Everyone get to bed early tonight. All tasks completed today will pay out double contribution points. The weather is getting worse, making it too dangerous to explore outside. It’s highly likely another super blizzard is hitting soon. But more importantly: tomorrow is New Year’s Eve on Earth time.]

[So, starting tomorrow at noon, everyone is getting a mandatory three–day holiday! All expenses will be fully reimbursed by the guild, and all non–essential external missions are suspended! The Drifters Alliance and Hope Guild are fundamentally one family We all come from different corners of Earth, so celebrate the New Year however you like. If you have any special talents, or if you’re missing any cooking ingredients or items, just apply directly to the Guild Warehouse no contribution points will be deducted. Let’s aim to have a proper, lively New Year. We aren’t just here to survive; we’re here to actually live.]

The moment that announcement went live, the entire guild channel absolutely exploded.

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Chapter 455 The Holiday Decree

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“Hell yes!!!”

“Long live the Boss! SpicyBurger is my one and only idol!!”

“New Year’s?! Oh my god… I honestly thought I was gonna spend the rest of my life fighting zombies and monsters on this frozen wasteland until I died.”

“A three–day holiday? Fully expensed by the guild? Is this a joke? Am I dreaming?”

“Man, this brings back memories. Never thought I’d be celebrating the New Year on an icefield.”

The screen was instantly flooded with New Year’s blessings and frantic emojis flashing by at lightspeed. Even through the cold digital screen, Riley felt like she could hear the cheers echoing from every corner of the guild base and from the camps scattered across the snowfield.

Watching the joyous atmosphere in the chat, Riley closed the interface with a satisfied smile. She had already discussed the logistics with TartKing, PineappleBeer, NorthWind, and the other core members. They had everything prepped and ready to go; they just held off on announcing it earlier to keep everyone focused on their tasks. Now, she could just hand the reins over to North Wind and the others. She figured she’d use her free time to farm some more materials–after all, fully expensing a three–day holiday for the entire guild was definitely gonna cost a pretty penny.

With that thought, Riley kept herself busy in the Tool Room, grinding away until midnight before finally going to bed.

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