Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 456

Chapter 456 A Holiday Morning

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The door opened, revealing Tartking dressed in fluffy red winter wear, her face beaming with uncontainable excitement.

Beside her stood PineappleBeer in a long black down jacket.

“Morning,” PineappleBeer smiled, tilting her head.

“What are you two…” Riley’s lingering sleepiness vanished instantly at the sight of them, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh

“Hehe, Riley, I prepped a new outfit for you too, hurry up and try it on!” TartKing handed Riley a down jacket identical to PineappleBeer’s.

Riley took it and checked it out. The quality was great, though it was just regular clothing with no stat buffs.

Not minding the lack of privacy, Riley swapped into the new jacket right in front of them.

TartKing circled Riley once, nodding in extreme satisfaction.

“Hehe, fits perfectly! You gotta wear new clothes for the holidays. It’s not that I’m trying to be a rebel, but I only had two of these long–style jackets. If I wear one, it makes my legs look super short, so I guess I’ll just have to watch you two wear ‘matching outfits.‘”

“What’re you talking about, Tart?” Riley looked down at the jacket; it really was a great fit.

Before Riley could say more, TartKing grabbed her wrist and started dragging her outside without any room for argument. “I’ve got a ton of holiday prep waiting, hurry up and come help!”

“Hey, hold on! I haven’t even washed my face yet!”

The natives woke up incredibly early. Since arriving at Riley’s camp, despite encountering many things they couldn’t comprehend, they were finally living entirely for themselves, which gave them an immense drive to work.

For these natives, they didn’t really understand what terms like “New Year’s Eve” and “New Year” meant in the culture of Earth’s humans.

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However, after several Hope Guild survivors spent hours explaining it to them while hauling coal last night, Joseph roughly got the gist: it was a grand festival where everyone gathered together to eat a massive feast and pray for peace in the coming year, even if the sky was literally falling outside.

To prepare for this festival, Joseph brought his nephews Jeff and Rod over at the crack of dawn. They delivered flour ground from the crops grown in the camp’s perimeter fields, along with some stored vegetables, straight to Riley.

“My Lady, these are the freshly harvested crops.” Joseph’s face was full of smiles as he hauled the heavy sacks of flour and baskets of vegetables into the villa’s kitchen. “Also, Jack and the others talked it over with me. The wine stored at Lady TartKing’s place is yours to use freely.”

“Thanks for the hard work, Joseph. Just set them down over there. And remember, all of you need to come join the party at the guild base today,” Riley replied with a smile, sitting at the dining table and digging into a steaming plate of bacon and eggs.

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2:25 pm P PTM

Chapter 456 A Holiday Morning

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“Will do, will do! There are still a few things to sort out back at the residential block, so I’ll go take care of that first,” Joseph said, before taking his leave.-

Right now, aside from Riley and Neeko eating breakfast, TartKing and PineappleBeer were already wearing aprons and working frantically in the kitchen.

A rhythmic thud–thud–thud of chopping echoed from the cutting board.

PineappleBeer was wielding the kitchen knife. Her advantages as an assassin with bladed weapons translated flawlessly to her culinary skills. Amidst the flashing blade, large chunks of Snow Boar meat were evenly sliced and prepped for the roast, with absolutely identical size and texture.

“Pineapple, your knife skills are totally insane,” TartKing praised generously while pouring water into a massive mixing bowl to prep the pie crusts.

PineappleBeer didn’t even look up. With a flick of her wrist, she swept the perfectly sliced meat into a porcelain bowl beside her.

Riley took a bite of her eggs, her gaze landing on two half–height oak barrels sitting in the corner of the living room. The barrels were branded with the intricate crest of the “High Court Winery” and faintly radiated a rich, fruity grape aroma.

“You brought Jack’s wine over?” Riley called out to the kitchen.

“Yep,” TartKing wiped sweat from her forehead and covered the kneaded dough with a damp cloth to let it rest. “Jack saw me this morning and said we could freely use that entire cart of wine stored at my place.

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