“Notice anything?
“It’s been a while now, and the cold doesn’t seem to affect our Trailblazer.”
His words gave Xiao Sa and Bingbing pause.
The viewers caught on too.
“You’re right!
He’s been in just a shirt for half an hour—who could stand that?”
“I’m from the north and I’m impressed oTL…”
“This has to be −10 or −20°C at least.
Other Trailblazers are red-faced even in winter gear… Why is Jing Yuan fine?”
“Consider this—maybe he’s cold-resistant?
(thinking)”
“What’s going on?
Does he have some superpower?” Bingbing asked on behalf of the audience.
“Chief, can you explain?”
“Heh.”
The Chief’s signature smile returned.
The question amused him.
“When we don’t understand something, we shouldn’t leap to ‘superpowers.’ Trust science.
Look at problems scientifically.
“Take this case.
“Our Trailblazer isn’t reacting to the cold—so he must have ‘powers’?
Is that reasonable?
“Clearly not.”
Bingbing smiled.
Of course it wasn’t reasonable.
She’d only asked to spark conversation and let the Chief educate the audience.
Sure enough, the Chief continued, “From a scientific standpoint, humans often misread perceived temperature.
“The common cold is one example—your body temperature rises, yet you feel cold.
“Or when the mind is highly focused, the brain can temporarily filter the sensory system.
You might not feel the cold.”
Xiao Sa glanced at the screen, where Jing Yuan was “strolling,” and cut in, “But Chief, he doesn’t look ‘highly focused’…”
The Chief stalled, coughed.
“Even if we can’t see why yet, there will be an explanation.
“In any case—believe in science!”
While the Chief counseled belief,
Jing Yuan exhaled, relieved.
Good thing he’d hit 13% before entry—or he’d be a popsicle.
His immunity to the cold came straight from the system.
If one looked closely, snowflakes within an inch of him veered away, as if an invisible force repelled them.
But with the camera so far, viewers and hosts couldn’t see it.
This aura—unlocked at 10%—insulated him from the environment.
Since then, he hadn’t needed an umbrella in the rain.
(Not that he went out much when he wasn’t testing for pilot selection…)
The field not only shunted snow, wind, and sand, it kept a comfortable temperature.
Warm in winter, cool in summer— a one-man, self-propelled climate control.
Hence his shirt-sleeve stroll across the icefield.
“Huh?
What’s that…”
A glimmer winked on the white plain.
It snagged his attention.
Curious, he moved closer.
When he saw it clearly, his expression turned… complicated.
A small, birdlike creature, its whole body glowing with a dim, icy blue.
It looked to be made of crystal.
It flitted on stiff “wings,” pacing the air.
He knew that silhouette at a glance.
Wasn’t it the weakest little mob in Star Rail—an Ice-Crystal Construct?
No wonder the icefield felt familiar…
So the “Forbidden Zone” was Jarilo-VI?
If he crossed this field… would Belobog be up ahead??
Jing Yuan was internally losing it.
He didn’t know that Dragon Nation’s stream had exploded…
“What is that?
Is it aggressive??”
“Looks stupid… probably not dangerous, right?”
“Don’t go near it!!”
“Damn—our Trailblazer ran into one too?
Don’t you dare get close (screaming)!!”
“What’s happening?
(confused) Any big brain explain!”
“Go peek at the Sneaky Nation’s stream.
Their guy just met one—and got wrecked…”
With that tip, hordes of viewers jumped to the Sneaky Nation’s feed.
They couldn’t read the squiggly script, but the picture told the story.
Their Trailblazer huddled in a snow pit, both hands clamped to a bleeding stomach wound, face twisted in pain.
He looked fit—probably hit the gym. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
He held a machete with a chipped blade—fresh from a fight.
Viewers scrubbed back.
Just earlier, he’d encountered the same creature.
Well-equipped and confident, and seeing a “dumb-looking” enemy, he’d charged with the machete.
He hadn’t expected it to be so fast— or so aggressive.
Before he could react, the creature drove a sharp crystal “beak” into him.
Even through thick winter clothes, it stabbed his belly.
If not for the Novice Protection, he would’ve died on the spot.
To his credit, he rallied, swung the machete— and to everyone’s shock, the blade hit with a crisp clang, as if on steel.
The creature lived.
The blade chipped.
The Sneaky Nation Trailblazer ran for it, barely shook the thing, and hid in a snow pit…
“Damn!
What an overconfident clown!”
“How did an idiot like that get chosen to represent us?”
“If he dies, we suffer the penalty…”
“What a pig!
You test the unknown first—you don’t just charge!”
“If not for the Protection, he’d already be dead…”
Instant translation let Dragon Nation viewers feel the Sneaky Nation’s keyboard fury.
But they had no time to gloat.
Because their own Trailblazer had just made the same choice…
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