Yang Ni originally thought that since this "hot" could be called a gentleman or an interstellar supermodel, even if he looks average, his figure must be outstanding.

But how should we describe this thing in front of us?

He is called a "thing" because he doesn't even have a decent appearance.

It looked like a pool of mud, frozen in the seat.

His whole body is brown, about a conical shape, with a wide lower end and a small upper end, which has been frozen into a large piece of ice. But a one-eyed eye that accounts for one tenth of his body is still watching everywhere. If you want to compare metaphors, it is six or seventy-sixths more like the soft slime monster common in fantasy novels.

I just don’t know what the aesthetics of these aliens are, and those with this appearance can also be models.

Yang Ni looked at the warm Mr. Hot for a long time after looking at him left and right, and finally understood what the flight attendant mentioned in the description, "hard body", "clear face", "like to wear shiny clothes" and "pose pose" meant.

No matter what this mud tribe was like before, he is now frozen like an ice sculpture. Don’t say anything “hard”. Yang Ni accidentally stabbed him with a knife just now, and made a crisp "ding" sound, which can be called extremely hard.

On his face, which could not see his facial features, it might be because he was facing a sudden outbreak before [31 Novel Network                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                �

And on his body, there was a layer of crystal clear ice shell, as if the moisture in his body had just overflowed from his body and was frozen into an ice coat, and there was a slight blue light.

On both sides of this cone, two tiny arms of varying lengths are extended.

His body kept bent forward with both hands reaching the thrust, but his head was desperately shrinking back, as if he wanted to reach out to block the thrust and avoid the invasion of the cold wind.

In this way, his body, which was more than meter tall, was twisted into an abstract "S" shape by him, and he really felt like he was posing.

But in this way, how can I get the key?

In this moment, Yang Ni's body temperature had slowly risen, and during his breath, the long-lost white air also emerged again.

Although he had recovered his vitality, every inch of his skin was painful and itchy, and some transparent liquid mixed with blood slowly oozed out of the wound.

Yang Ni endured the discomfort. It was only the first carriage now. He had been staying for nearly 10 minutes, but he had just seen the passengers in carriage No. 10.

Faced with such a big ice lump with eyes moving around, Yang Ni felt a little at a loss.

Looking back now, Yang Ni understood the role of the previous three props.

If he had chosen a cotton coat, he would not have been frozen so badly as soon as he entered the car, and he would have almost died. But he could not block the hole, and it would have been difficult to walk under that level of strong wind.

Although choosing aluminum foil tape can easily seal the hole, if Yang Ni hadn't responded quickly and had it decisively tied up his whole body with tape, he would have been frozen to death by now.

However, according to the current situation, these two props are probably not the best choice.

But now he doesn't know what the barrel of diesel will do.

Helplessly, Yang Ni had to lower his head and asked the twisted soft mud monster: "Are you Mr. Hot Hot? If so, just blink."

The soft mud monster blinked desperately.

"So, is the key to the car door on you?"

Mr. Rehuhu was stunned at first, as if trying to recall something, and then blinked.

Since the goal has been determined, Yang Ni will find a way to help him thaw. This should be the trouble that this supermodel gentleman has encountered in the flight attendant’s description.

Yang Ni first looked at the aluminum foil tape on his body.

Aluminum foil can only reflect heat, but cannot generate heat. Now this Hot Mr. is covered with a thick ice coat. It is estimated that his body has been frozen for a long time. Even if he is wrapped in aluminum foil, it will be useless.

It seems that if you choose the cotton coat with a self-heating effect, it will take a lot of time, but it will be able to thaw it sooner or later.

Is the correct choice to be a cotton coat? When entering the door, you should put it on yourself, and wait until you find Mr. Hot, who is already frozen hard, then put it on and activate the heating function at the same time?

But in this way, while waiting for heating, Yang Ni would still be frozen to death by ultra-low temperature wind and snow.

The temperature in the car began to drop little by little, and in just a short while it dropped to about minus 60 degrees.

Yang Ni inserted the silver knife into the ice blue snow pile beside him, lifted the shield and knocked the ice lump lightly and heavily.

Even though Mr. Heathu was completely frozen into ice, he still did not die. He must have been extremely vital. In desperation, Yang Ni had no choice but to take the simplest and rough method to break the ice coat outside him first.

After smashing it twice, Yang Ni lowered his head and asked, "Mr. Rehuhu, will I hurt you like this?"

His warm eyes remained motionless. It seemed that he did not object to Yang Ni's approach.

In fact, Yang Ni was a little too careful. He was frozen into ice lumps at minus 40 degrees Celsius. Its hardness was not as hard as steel. Even if he tried his best to smash it, he would not smash much ice chips.

After trying a few times, Yang Ni became calculating. The golden shield's strength was heavier. It took more than 2 minutes to finally clean the neighborhood of the warm "head". However, during this period, one of his arms was accidentally broken. Fortunately, the warm shield did not show any pain.

Yang Ni just swept the ice slag on his warm face with his hand, and suddenly heard a "gulp" sound. Then the exposed part of his body squirmed slightly, and it turned into a mouth.

"Damn carbon-based creature, you actually ruined the body of the great Hot Master! Move your useless carbon-based brain, use fire, fire!"

Yang Ni was stunned. He reacted for a long time before he realized that he seemed to be scolded by this thing that looked like a feces.

He stopped the movements in his hand, but the interstellar supermodel in front of him had no intention of stopping at all, and he still kept talking and scolding. The variety of things were everywhere, which was overwhelming.

When Yang Ni heard his scolding, he suddenly realized a problem: Can he really be grateful for his rescue after all his hardships and give him the key?

You should know that the description clearly mentioned that this Mr. Rehuhu's life-saving benefactor is not necessarily a reward, but may also be a complaint.
Chapter completed!