While Yasuo was thinking randomly, he chatted with Riven casually, passing the boring time.

Long-distance travel is boring, but in Frelljord, you can't even read a book - in extreme cold, paper will be crisper than biscuits, turning a page basically means tearing off a page, if you accidentally bend it, it will be broken for you in minutes.

Even if the wind blows, even if you don’t turn the pages, the pages will be blown away by the wind!

Therefore, in Frelljord, animal skins are the carriers of knowledge. Although this thing is relatively expensive, very heavy and takes up space, at least after treatment, as long as you apply grease on time for maintenance, it can be stored for a long time.

In addition to animal skins, there are also a few tribes (such as the Nothing people) who weave the animal's manes into tapestries in a form similar to a tapestry, and then use flexible weaving techniques to craft the information you want to save into patterns and patterns to record it. However, this way of recording is more troublesome than applying specific pigments on the animal skins, and only a very small number of people can use it in the entire Frelljord.

Like Riven, she even thought about writing a diary when she first came to Frelljord - but unfortunately, under the conditions at that time, she had nothing to do as her diary.

During this chat, Yasuo and Riven quickly crossed the Feilong Ridge Mountains and arrived at the seaside of the Ice Sea. To be safe, Yasuo personally tested the thickness of the ice layer here. After confirming that it was absolutely safe, he drove the direwolf and continued to head north.

"If you want to thaw here, it will take about four months." Riven stretched out her finger and pointed to the ice surface under the sled. "If I remember correctly, the ice layer here will not melt until about June every year, and it will freeze again in September."

"Have you been to this beach too?" Yasuo wrapped his fire cloak around him and leaned back on the box. "I was here when I first came to Freljord, but unfortunately it was almost winter at that time, and I didn't see the rough side of this polar sea."

"That's a pity." Riven nodded, "In fact, when the short summer comes and the Ice Sea thaws, the sea surface here is still relatively calm. At that time, countless tribes will pick up weapons to start diving and hunting - to go fishing with good water quality, and the water quality is almost protecting their territory in rowboats on the water."

"Can the tribes around fish?" Yasuo raised his eyebrows and asked unexpectedly, "I really didn't expect where did they learn to swim?"

"Learn on the edge of life and death." Riven said a rare whisper, "In order to survive and to bring more prey to the tribe, they have no choice."

“…”

"I was shocked when I first saw them go into the water to catch fish." Riven stood up and pointed to several seals in the distance who were twisting their bodies away from the sled. "They would hunt seals at this time of winter, then leave their grease, and then apply them all over to keep warm when they enter the water in summer."

"Does it also need to keep warm when you enter the water in summer?" Yasuo blinked, "Well, too, the summer here is also very cold, but it's not frozen."

"The bravest people in the tribe will challenge all kinds of giant bone fish." Riven took out a dagger from her waist and handed it to Yasuo. "This is the jawbone of a bone fish. It was a gift given to me by a hunter in a material transaction. I don't know what that kind of fish should be called. In Frelljo German, it is called 'Gunonka', which looks a bit similar to Bilgewater's sea monster."

"Let me see...a pretty good skill." Yasuo took the fishbone dagger and looked around for a while. "Light and sharp, the fine barbs at the root of the teeth just wrapped around the rope. If you read that right, the rope on it should be Ehnuk's hair?"

"Yes, the mane of her mount." Riven nodded, then looked up slightly and looked at the slightly red sky in the distance. "A very strong Ernick, she tamed herself alone."

"Is she the Ice Bloodline?" Yasuo handed the dagger back to Riven, "Is it a member of Winter Claw?"

"No, she is just an Ernick Knight." Riven shook her head, "She also asked me if it was the Ice Bloodline. If so, she could leave the tribe and serve allegiance to me - her tribe no longer has a war mother and is almost finished."

"In this land, the tribe who lost the war mother is like a baby who lost her parents." Yasuo sighed softly, "A powerful force is ultimately the guarantee of the tribe's survival - how did her tribe behave later?"

"No more." Riven's tone was calm, but the trembling in her voice could not be hidden, "I was destroyed by the ice troll in one winter."

Ice trolls...

Yasuo was silent.

Although these big guys are just that in Yasuo's eyes, for ordinary tribes, the ice trolls wandering here are not inferior to any natural disasters in winter. They will fall into madness due to hunger, and even destroy small tribes in groups.

"I thought my experience in Noxus was already crazy." Riven leaned against the box and hugged her knees. "When I was a child, I was at Triwell, at the National Farm, and I worked hard every day to avoid starving to death. After growing up a little, I was facing swords with people I didn't know on the battlefield in order to be full and survive. But after I arrived in Frelljord and really lived here, I realized that some people could not survive even if they were proficient in diving, fishing, hunting, and riding."

"I also sent off many comrades on the battlefield. Some of them drove them to the battlefield were honors, some ambitions, some desires, and some power. They may be unwilling to accept it, but at least they die."

"After I encountered that betrayal in Ionia, I realized that protecting the existing life can also be a reason to pick up a sword. There is no need to be too inflated ambition. When everyone is willing to protect the present, maybe the children don't need to be like I was when I was a child. It's great."

It seemed as if I remembered the life in Ionia, Riven's mouth rose slightly slightly.

"But, in Frellzowd, on this frozen frozen soil, everything that everyone here does is just to live. Even if they try their best, the result is only 'more likely' to survive. But in Frellzowd, any small accident here will eliminate this possibility."

"I have never fought with her, nor have I fought side by side with these struggling to survive, never once."

"But you know, sometimes I feel like they are my comrades--they are like me when they were when they were Triwell. I can hardly describe this empathy in order to survive. We are completely different, but sometimes they are exactly the same."

"At this point, Li Qing is completely different from him. He is with the beast spirit walker and tells them the teachings of the dragon spirit, but I can feel that he has not actually become one of the Frelljods. He seems to be atonement and is carrying out divine education."

"But I empathize with their survival and share the same sympathy - no, it should be said that their experiences are far more difficult than mine. Compared with the Frost Witch of Frelljord, even Duckwell can be regarded as a wise master."

"In Noxus, after the recruits from various battle groups were on the battlefield for the first time, the survival rate was about 70%; and in Frelljord, newborns would die more than 70% - out of ten children, seven of them were named after less than the second year, and they did not have their own names in the end."

"Before her tribe was destroyed by the ice troll, she told me that she hoped that 40% of the tribe's children would survive that winter. As long as 40% of the tribe could still hold on."

"And even in Noxus, among the orphans who were abandoned by the State Farm, more than 60% of newly adopted people survive every year."

"Serchonni said this is Freljord's choice. Only in a harsh environment can elite soldiers be selected, but I always think that there is nothing wrong with a person wanting to survive."

"I haven't read many books, but I believe that children who are not strong enough should not die in the first cold winter; soldiers who are not strong enough should not die in a natural disaster."

"Serchonni said they were not strong enough, but I agree more with Ashe's statement that in this extremely cold land, everything is prey of ice. The way to survive should not be to plunder the weak, but to unite to fight the cold winter."

"You said that Frellzowd was not like this." Riven finally raised her head and looked straight at Yasuo, "You said that Frellzowd was once a distinctive season. It was that terrible war that completely frozen here, right?"

"That's right." Yasuo nodded, "The Frellzow was indeed a plateau and plain. If nothing unexpected happens, the polar glaciers at that time should be similar to the Frellzow now."

"So, if we can defeat the Frost Witch, Frelljode can also recover to the past, right?" Riven's eyes were full of hope, as if looking forward to Yasuo nodding, "Let Zhenbing return to the fantasy world and Enivia returns to the glacier, Frelljode will no longer be so cold!"

"In theory, that's it." Yasuo nodded again, affirming Riven's statement. "When we don't need to freeze the surveillance, Enivia does not need to spread the extreme cold to the entire Freljod Plain every winter - then the entire Valorland continent will usher in a period of abundant rain, and even the northern wasteland of Noxus may become fertile farmland. However, by that time, the Demacians will probably have a headache and flood... But it may not be necessary. It is probably even more likely that a giant inland lake appeared in the Laxtak Plain, where the waterways are likely to flood on both sides."

"I knew." Riven finally smiled, "You never aimlessly!"

“…”

Yasuo was stunned for a moment - to be honest, his main problem was that the monitor under the Howling Abyss was unstable. The boss of the void plane had been corrupting Lisanjo. In order to prevent him from escaping and bringing more serious disasters, Yasuo chose to be an enemy of the Frost Witch.

As for the Frelljords' life...

Yasuo had sympathy for them, but he could not achieve the same level of empathy as Riven.

Therefore, he focused his main attention on the confrontation with Lisandrao, and rarely thought about the changes in Freljode later. After all,... he was not very professional on this issue.

However, for Riven, she could not understand the horror of the void and could not understand the threat of the void.

From Riven's perspective, she could understand the hardships of the Frellshodes' survival, just like her former self. Although Yasuo has always regarded the void as an enemy, his direct expression is changing Frellshode's state...

This created a very delicate state. Riven could not imagine that Yasuo's goal was void, but in her opinion, Yasuo was different from Li Qing, who had the purpose of confession and education. Even considering that Yasuo had been mobilizing all the Frelljodes and mobilizing the power of the entire Runeland, the only thing that could explain this was he who could empathize with it.

Riven and Frelljod empathize with each other, so too.

At this moment, Riven felt that she and Yasuo had truly achieved heart-to-heart connection.

This is completely different from the personal emotional resonance before. At that time, the confused Riven regarded Yasuo as her direction. She had her own feelings, but in many cases she did not form her own opinions.

Frelljord's journey successfully amplified her empathy for the survivor, and the result was that she subtly resonated with Yasuo in her ideal.

If Yasuo was the guide and savior who Riven entered another world and got rid of the vortex of the Noxus War, now, from Riven's perspective, Yasuo is his true confidant and soul companion.

Under this situation, Riven finally became bolder. She stood up suddenly, then poked her arm out and grabbed Yasuo's left hand.

"I knew that you must be like this!"

Yasuo grinned and tried to pull his hand out-faced with a sudden attack, he was already a little confused.

Calm down!

Your behavior is very dangerous!

Seeing that Riven was desperate, Yasuo could only smile bitterly and shake his head, then stretched out his other hand and touched Riven's short silver hair.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Yasuo murmured, "whether it is Freljod, Shurima and Ekasia."

While sooing Riven, Yasuo raised his head and looked at Freljord's night sky.

Before we knew it, the night was getting dark.

The aurora in the north is as vague and mysterious as a ribbon that runs through the heaven and earth, and everything on the sea of ​​ice is silent.

Feeling Riven's excitement, Yasuo suddenly had a little subtle enlightenment.

What are you worried about?
Chapter completed!