"This is the information that has just been compiled."

The person in charge of the stronghold nodded, then put down the information in his hand, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water, and then asked casually.

"Have the people sent out today come back?"

The investigator wearing glasses replied, "I'm back."

The person in charge of the stronghold asked again, "They were out all day today. Did they find anything unusual?"

"No." The investigator wearing glasses shook his head.

"Everything is fine, my life is quite peaceful now!" the person in charge of the stronghold put down the water glass in his hand and said with emotion.

Before the cold wave came to the forest, the stronghold he was responsible for would be attacked by strange beasts every now and then.

Although the attacking alien beasts are generally not very strong, it is quite a headache to attack them every once in a while.

Nowadays, heavy snow covers the forest, and many alien beasts have fled the forest to escape the cold wave. It has been a long time since alien beasts attacked the stronghold. For a while, people can't help but miss the headache feeling back then.

Of course, this is just a joke. As the top person in charge of the current stronghold, such peaceful days are the best.

"Although the people sent out did not find anything unusual, their experience outside today also gave them some feedback." The investigator wearing glasses raised his hand and pushed the frame of the glasses and said.

The person in charge of the stronghold asked curiously, "What information was fed back?"

"They passed through several different areas outside today and found that the intensity of wind and snow in each area was different." The investigator wearing glasses answered.

"I think this is quite normal. The intensity of wind and snow generated by different terrains will naturally be different," the person in charge of the base said.

"That's true, but they told me that some places shouldn't have strong winds and snow, but unexpectedly strong winds and snow blew," said the investigator wearing glasses.

"..." The person in charge of the stronghold was silent for a moment, and then said with a smile, "According to what you said, it is indeed a bit unusual, but this situation does not pose any threat to us!"

"Yes, the current weather cannot cause any substantial damage to our stronghold." The investigator wearing glasses replied.

"In this case, there is no need to invest too much effort in this aspect." The person in charge of the stronghold said with a smile.

"Yeah." The assistant, the investigator wearing glasses, nodded.

At this time, the person in charge of the stronghold mentioned another matter, "Earlier you said that our condiments were somewhat insufficient. Did you report this matter?"

The investigator wearing glasses said, "We have already reported it to the base camp, and there should be a transport truck delivering a batch of condiments to us..."

With the passage of time, the various strongholds built in the spiritual world are no longer lacking in supplies as they were at the beginning.

As long as there is any shortage of supplies, report it to the base camp and the corresponding supplies will arrive soon.

"Gululu..."

His stomach suddenly growled, and the person in charge of the stronghold remembered that he hadn't had dinner yet, so he stood up and called his assistants to go to the canteen to eat together.

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White snow covers the ground, and after dark, the dark night covers the snow.

In the valley, in the pig-headed camp, the handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain stood at the entrance of the camp and looked out.

Today, the pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead still has not returned to the camp. His whereabouts are unknown, which is really worrying.

If the wind and snow had not subsided today, the handsome pig-headed logistics captain would have arranged for people to search for his friend's whereabouts.

"I hope the snowy weather will get better tomorrow, and then I can arrange for a few people to go out and search for his whereabouts."

The handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain stood at the entrance of the camp, letting the snowflakes fall on his body, muttering a few words to himself, then turned around and walked towards the cabin.

In the warm hut, not long after I sat down, there was a knock on the door of the room.

The handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain looked up and shouted to the person knocking on the door.

"Come in."

A pig-headed warrior pushed open the door and walked in. The person who came was the chef in charge.

"What's going on?" the handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain asked.

"Captain, we have almost used the stone. We need to get some more from the warehouse. When do you think the warehouse will be opened?" the chef asked.

In order to catch the thief who sneaked into the warehouse and stole food, an anesthetic was released inside.

To prevent the anesthetic from dissipating quickly, the warehouse doors are kept tightly closed.

Now that the ingredients are almost used, if we don’t open the warehouse, there will be nothing to eat.

The handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain heard what his subordinates said, thought for a moment, and answered.

"Open the warehouse tomorrow morning."
Chapter completed!