Survival Queen of the Frozen Wastes novel Chapter 464

Chapter 464 Cabin Fever Peaks

Chapter 464 Cabin Fever Peaks

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The little treant was standing incredibly carefully at the edge of the mana field, using a vine to hold a small watering can, devoutly watering the plants.

As time ticked by, the three–day mandatory holiday vanished in the blink of an eye.

However, while the catastrophic super blizzard outside had slightly weakened, it showed absolutely no signs of stopping.

Visibility had recovered to around fifty feet, but the heavy snow was still blowing wildly, and the temperature continued to plummet. Exploring in this kind of brutal weather made simply maintaining body heat à massive issue, let alone hunting for treasure chests or fighting monsters.

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As a result, the initially joyous atmosphere in the guild base began to undergo a subtle shift.

“Vacation Syndrome” had broken out.

People are weird like that. When they’re exhausted, they crave rest; but leave them idle for too long, and they’ll go crazy looking for something to do.

For this group of survivors–who had been dancing on the edge of death and engaging in high–intensity combat since day one of the server–forcing them to relax for two or three days was fine. But as the days dragged on, everyone started feeling an unbearable itch deep in their bones.

When Riley finally saw PineappleBeer again after the holiday, the assassin was gripping a dagger, crouching under the grape trellises, expressionlessly pruning the vines.

Swish.

Cold steel flashed, and an extra vine was sliced off with terrifying precision, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

“Uhm… Lily, is this how you prune them? This is the right spot, isn’t it?” PineappleBeer asked.

“Uh… generally speaking, yes, but… you don’t need to cut that deep…”

Lily stood nearby, looking at PineappleBeer with an expression that screamed she wanted to intervene. Pineapple Beer was clearly doing more harm than good, but Lily was too terrified of the assassin to actually stop her.

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“…That’s a new look for you, Pineapple. What are you doing in the vineyard?” Riley couldn’t help but facepalm, watching PineappleBeer’s murderous pruning techniques.

“Huh?” PineappleBeer turned around and finally noticed Riley.

“Just didn’t have anything else to do. Might as well stay busy.”

It wasn’t just PineappleBeer; other guild members were showing varying degrees of severe work withdrawal. Arthur had lost all his snacks playing poker. The training grounds were permanently full, and with a six–person capacity limit, the queue was literally out

the door.

Riley was speechless. She had no choice but to issue coal mining directives, posting limited–time guild quests where mining coal paid out contribution points by volume.

It wasn’t far to the mine anyway, and if the weather was truly unbearable, they had the portal. Riley had foreseen the possibility of

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Chapter 464 Cabin Fever Peaks

being grounded by bad weather long ago and had installed a mini–portal right inside the mine.

The next day, an incredibly spectacular scene unfolded in the Hope Guild coal mine.

Dozens of fully armed survivors abandoned their usual weapons and each hoisted a pickaxe.

The open–pit mine was packed.

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The absolute crushing physical power granted by their stat points allowed these survivors to mine coal at a rate dozens of times faster than the natives!

And their sheer numbers made up for any individual stamina limits.

In just two days, the coal output skyrocketed exponentially.

Cart after cart of premium coal was continuously hauled back to the camp warehouses.

And during this high–intensity collective labor, another unexpected benefit emerged.

The natives–Joseph, Jack, and the others–who had previously maintained a fearful reverence toward the survivors due to language and cultural barriers, completely bonded with everyone in the mines.

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