Doom Lord

Cheng Yang's doubts didn't last long. When he saw the first human settlement, he fully understood how the human beings here kept out the cold.

Most of these people are wrapped in thick robes, and even the armor of soldiers has a thick layer of velvet inside. Of course, these warm things are not the ordinary cotton wool things before the end, but the fur cut from some particularly cold-resistant demonized beasts after the end. The stuff, while not particularly thick, is very hardy.

Of course, this is only one aspect of the reason why the fighters here are cold-resistant. More importantly, in their list of attributes, there is also a talent attribute that almost everyone has.

Warm up the cold: increase ice resistance by 50%, reduce freezing damage by 30%, and increase burning damage by 30%.

This attribute is indeed not very powerful. The so-called ice resistance only refers to the ability to resist cold. This is like saying that a normal person can not be frozen at a temperature of 5 degrees, but a person with 50% ice resistance These lower bounds can be lowered by a substantial amount.

As for the reduction of freezing damage by 30%, it is a relatively good attribute. Take Cheng Yang's Frozen Death as an example. Although its attack itself is not frozen damage and cannot be weakened, the subsequent continuous damage is all frozen damage, which can be reduced by 30%, which is definitely relatively powerful.

However, while the freezing damage was weakened, the burning damage was increased by 30%. This addition and subtraction were considered even.

Generally speaking, this cold protection talent attribute is not considered powerful, but it is a very practical attribute in this icy world. The people here are able to live in this land so comfortably, it is estimated that this protection against the cold has played a major role.

Cheng Yang hasn't used the ablation skill yet, so in order not to look too special, he got a cloak to put on his head, and then also wrapped a layer of cotton coat outside, so that he can pass by like a fish's eye.

As for the language, Cheng Yang didn't worry much, under the existing rules of heaven and earth. As long as a person can open his mouth to speak, the other party must hear the same language. There is no need to worry about being exposed because you cannot speak Russian.

Cheng Yang entered the residence and strolled around leisurely.

He hadn't been able to experience the exotic customs before the end, but this time he had a good experience. But Cheng Yang didn't think it was so novel. After all, not only has he been to many countries, he has even been in a different world, and he has lived in it for a month.

Finally, Cheng Yang entered a tavern, which was not a tavern with rules, but a tavern opened by ordinary people. There is only one function inside, and that is to drink and chat.

Cheng Yang came here not for anything else,

I just want to hear what the fighters here think about the ice bump that is suspected to be from the Ice Race. In a place like a tavern, it is undoubtedly the place with the most gossip. As the saying goes, one speaks the truth after drinking.

Cheng Yang also asked for a catty of spirits, so he found a corner seat and drank.

I have to say that it is really pleasant to drink a few sips of spirits in this icy and snowy day.

Although the wine was strong, with Cheng Yang's physical strength, he would not get drunk. He has been soberly listening to the high-spirited talk of the people around him.

"I heard that a nearby garrison was taken by the wolf from the east a few days ago."

"No way, that wolf is too strong."

"It is estimated that the entire Marsir State cannot find a force that can compete with this Spirit Wolf Alliance?"

"This is not necessarily the case. I heard that there is a force called Shenghui in the northern part of Marsil State. It is also very powerful now. It has already occupied three city-level main city areas. Compared with the Spirit Wolf Alliance, the gap is not small. Big."

"Hey, the current Marshall Province is still a mess. So what if the forces here are strong? Compared with those forces in the west that easily occupy one state or even several states, this strength is nothing at all."

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Cheng Yang could feel the confusion and helplessness of these people as he listened to their random conversations. After all, they are nothing more than ordinary warriors.

But these people's horizons are too low, they are all thinking about the affairs in this state, and they are talking about the so-called Spirit Wolf Alliance or Shenghui or other forces. It's just some third-rate forces. Not to mention putting it in the whole world, even if it is placed in the whole of Russia, it is not popular.

Cheng Yang listened for a while, and was about to leave, but at this moment, a boy in his twenties walked in. With a burst of cold air, the already cold tavern cooled down a lot again.

The young man took a cold look at the people in the tavern, and suddenly sat next to Cheng Yang, perhaps because there were fewer people here.

If you just sit here, it’s no big deal, but the key is that this young man said: “A bunch of frogs in the well, the aliens are about to hit us, and they still have the mind to think about these trivial things. … Bartender, get me two Jin shochu over here."

"Okay!" A deliberately prolonged voice sounded, it was the bartender's voice, he didn't care how noisy you drinkers are.

At this time, the others couldn't sit still. Who would feel good about such a group of people being despised by a young man in his twenties?

Immediately, a middle-aged man in his forties stood up, glared at the young man and shouted: "Who are you talking about, little bastard? How dare you criticize others when you are a stinking bastard? Be careful when you walk out of this tavern, die!" I don't even know how he died."

The young man continued to cast a contemptuous look at the other party, and said, "Does being older matter? The old tortoise has lived for thousands of years, but in the end it was boiled by someone?"

"Boy, you are looking for death!" The middle-aged man was furious, and said, "If you have the ability to fight with me, let's see if your skills are as tough as your mouth?"

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up, and he said, "Why do you want to go out? Fight here if you have the ability!"

"You..." The middle-aged man was choked up suddenly, if they could fight and kill in this tavern, how could they tolerate each other's nonsense? Teach him to be a man again in minutes.

"If you want something, go out with me!" The middle-aged man said fiercely.

The young man sneered and said, "Is there anything you can go back and ask your old lady?"

"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter in the entire tavern. Although the young man despised many people in this tavern just now, after all, not everyone was talking about the various forces in Marsil State at that time. things.

Since it wasn't a map cannon, there were naturally many people watching the fun, and now they burst into laughter after hearing the young man's words.

Cheng Yang couldn't help but look at this young man, this guy really has a strong taste! The middle-aged man is in his forties, and his wife is at least sixty or seventy years old, right? At this age, this young man is still interested in taking advantage?

And this young man is very courageous, he offended at least seven or eight people just now, right? Although looking at the current situation, it is impossible to do anything in the tavern, but it is impossible for him to stay in this tavern for the rest of his life, right?

The middle-aged man was already full of anger in his heart, but now that he was canceled by others, he felt a burning pain on his face. Under his anger, he didn't care whether he could make a move here, so he picked up the giant sword beside him and started to move towards that place. The young man chopped off.

The young man didn't seem to see the giant sword that was cut down, and just looked at the other party with a smile, as if he was completely frightened.

"Stop!" A voice came from behind the counter of the tavern, which was the shopkeeper of the tavern. Of course, in Russia, I don't know if this is called the shopkeeper Cheng Yang, anyway, this is the profession.

The loud shout had an effect, the huge sword that had been raised high suddenly stopped in the air, and the middle-aged man drew it back with an expression of unwillingness.

"Everyone, if you have any troubles, you can go outside the tavern to solve it. You can't do anything inside the tavern. This is the rule set by the leader of Barr." The shopkeeper said with a tough face, it seems that the leader of Barr is a big man.

The middle-aged man said: "Today, for the sake of Chief Barr, I will bypass you this time. Next time we meet again, you will know how to write dead characters."

"Dead characters, I know how to write." The young man still looked contemptuous, as if the sword just didn't cut at him at all, "With your ability, you probably can't teach me."

"Young man, there is a saying that you are forgiving and forgiving, and it is not a good thing for you to use your tongue." The shopkeeper seemed to be unable to stand it anymore, and said. Although his words were very polite, his tone was full of warning.

The young man chuckled and said nothing more, "Bartender, why hasn't the wine been delivered yet?"

The turmoil was easily resolved by the shopkeeper with a few words, but everyone knew that it was not the shopkeeper who played a role, but the leader Baal behind the shopkeeper. Moreover, although the turmoil in front of him has indeed subsided, the people on both sides are obviously resentful, especially the middle-aged man, who can't wait to have the young man cramp.

Seeing that the people around him were basically calmed down, Cheng Yang said to the young man sitting opposite him: "Young man, you have a lot of courage. If you dare to challenge so many people, you won't be afraid of being ambushed after you go out?"

The young man looked at Cheng Yang, he was wearing a black cloak, and he couldn't see the face inside, but from the other's words, he could tell that there was no malice, so he grinned and said: "These people will die if they are bullying Master, if you really want to give in to them, you won’t be bullied to death by them in the future? Besides, with their strength, I’m afraid it’s a bit close to killing me.”

Cheng Yang smiled, and didn't say anything more about it. With his strength, it's not easy to see the opponent's strength level clearly? The other party can be so confident, and there are indeed reasons for his confidence. Except for the fact that the young man's strength rank is a little bit short, other aspects are still remarkable, especially the talent attributes he possesses. (To be continued.)