He set Flint-Dream upright, legs coiled, waist twisting— and pivoted on a needlepoint.
The boar’s tusk kissed steel, throwing sparks as it scraped by.
The king couldn’t stop.
It slammed the rock face.
Avalanching snow sheeted down.
One second ago it was a juggernaut.
Now it stood dazed, swaying.
Exactly the window he wanted.
He switched hands.
“Steel cares for no flesh.”
Purple Firmament—Shockflare ignited.
His long blade climbed from below, sheathed in lightning, and swept the boar’s rump.
As it turns out, a horse-cutter carves boars beautifully.
One stroke left a field of blade-marks—each one landing in the same spot, by chance or design.
Current poured through that gouge, streaming inward.
Purple bolts puffed the boar’s coat into a full cyberpunk lion’s mane.
Still stunned from the collision, the king jerked, foamed, and toppled.
Even then, it hadn’t quite died.
A few finishing strikes—then deep sleep.
[Dragon Nation Trailblazer has slain Boss: Snowboar King]
[Dragon Nation receives 100× Manifestation Reward: Snowboar Herd]
[As the first to fell a Snowboar boss, Dragon Nation receives a bonus National Reward: Cold Resistance Up for All Citizens]
Only when the banner finished did the stream exhale in unison.
[I stopped breathing for real.
Thought he was gonna get tusked…]
[Public service: fight’s over.
You may now exhale (wry.jpg).]
[Didn’t think he’d kill it that way.
Brutal.
(subway-elderly-phone) Poor pig, one second of silence.]
[My whole body clenched.
He’s awful.
I love him.]
[Anyone reading the reward text?
What’s the point of “Cold Resistance for All”?]
[Reporting from Mohe.
Eyes on me—I’m stepping outside in shorts!]
[Sir, your service (cupped-hands.jpg).]
[Exactly the doer our nation needs (thumbs.jpg)!]
In Yanjing, General Zhang had teams validating immediately.
Good or bad, the word “all” demanded attention.
The biologist filed an application at the same moment.
For a biologist, nothing sings like a new species—and the hint that snowboar meat toughens the body, resisting extreme cold…
If true—
He all but drifted north already.
Zhang laughed, nodding.
“Approved.
And send me a cut to taste.”
“Sir!”
He strode out, beaming.
On screen, Jing Yuan had a fire going and was already butchering.
The general’s grin nearly split his face.
Not long after, the validation landed on his desk.
“Our border troops are standing post in the gale wearing single layers?”
“Good.
Excellent.”
“They’ll never freeze in place again, and combat readiness stays high.”
“Jing Yuan—indispensable!”
He paced, itching to try a northern tour himself.
“Indeed,” the middle-aged officer said.
“And the best part: every citizen benefits.
It’s staggering.”
A vast country.
Climates vary wildly.
Maybe the south shrugs—but in the north?
Transformative.
Deep autumn now, winter coming.
The buff pays off soon.
Sure enough, chat was a party:
[I’m back.
Lived in Mohe half my life—first time stepping out bare-armed in a blizzard.
Feels ridiculously good (grin.jpg)!]
[Wait—you actually tried that?
In Mohe?]
[My friend, you are the hero.]
[Mom never has to worry I’ll freeze again~]
[So this is national-reward gold.
I’m southern, but I gotta say it: Jing Yuan’s cracked.]
[Where’d the little siba crowd go?
Cat got your tongue??]
[Maybe, just maybe… Xiao Sa muted them (heh.jpg).]
Since the banner hit every country and every Trailblazer’s ears, foreign viewers flooded in, hungry to see Dragon Nation’s man up close.
“Hmph.
Dragon Nation got lucky.
I need to speed up and grab a resource node too.” Eagle Nation’s lieutenant tightened his M4.
Buried in a snow-pit, Sneaky Nation’s Trailblazer bit back a groan as he cleaned a wound.
“Siba!
Dragon Nation finds resources, and I get chased?
Cheating!
They must be cheating!”
“Nani?!” Island Nation’s pick gasped.
“Dragon Nation outshining the Eagles?
Tch… If I get the chance, should I curry favor—forge a bond with Jing Yuan-san?”
Scenes like that played out across countless streams.
In the Palace of Freedom, the suited elder fumed at his own feed.
“Idiot!
Utter idiot!
Dragon Nation’s Trailblazer masters mysterious kung fu—he can kill a Snowboar King with a big blade.
And you?
“You had rockets and still couldn’t kill a humanoid.
Boss?
Don’t make me laugh.
“Eagle Nation’s fate will be sunk by this swine.”
He’d apparently forgotten how he’d mocked “barbarians with big knives” the day before…
Jing Yuan, unaware, watched Mimi with a helpless smile.
The little one had buried his head in the king’s belly and was feasting.
“Hey—slow down.
No one’s gonna steal it from you.”
He sighed at the lack of response, sliced a neat steak, and set to cooking.
The emergency kit’s collapsible stove—plain sheet-iron—did the job.
By Day Two in the Zone, the menu had improved.
Other Trailblazers would die of envy if they saw it…
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