"Wait and see, maybe it will sprout after a while," Brian said.
Eric frowned, nodded, and could only continue to wait.
This wait, and I don't know how long has passed.
Cheng Weicai, Brian and Ed's flower seedlings gradually emerged, spreading their tender cotyledons, while Eric's flower seeds remained silent.
"It doesn't make sense." Eric became impatient. "We all planted it together. It makes no sense that you all sprouted, but mine didn't..."
As he spoke, he stopped slowly, as if thinking of something, his face gradually turned pale.
Brian frowned and asked, "What? Did you think of the reason?"
"I... I don't know, is it related to that incident..." Eric looked stunned, "When you went out to look for supplies, I stayed here alone because it was too cold, my hands were frozen, and the flowers I don’t know if the seeds fell, and when I found out, I don’t know how long it has passed… Maybe the seeds were frostbitten, which affected their germination?”
"Will the seeds be frostbitten?" Ed raised his eyebrows, "I seem to have seen some news about low temperature storage or something..."
"Ordinary seeds cannot germinate in just a few hours." Brian reminded him, "We are in the game, and our seeds are not seeds in the ordinary sense."
After a pause, he continued: "And... even if the seeds are not frozen, Eric may have stepped on them during the search."
Eric's face turned even paler. He stared absently at the soil in the lid of the cup, and the memories of searching kept flashing in his mind...
The seed was too small, and he didn't realize it in time after it fell to the ground. He shivered and felt unbearable cold. Later, he found it, and he searched for it again. How long did this process take? Did you accidentally step on it? Did you touch it well when you planted it? Are the seeds sure they are full? Are there no cracks
… It seems too late to think about this now.
The fact in front of me has to face, that is, his seed, only his seed! No germination!
The air dropped suddenly.
The flames in the brazier also trembled.
Everyone invariably looked in the same direction, where a woman in a white robe seemed to appear out of nowhere, watching them silently.
The fox fur collar rounds her flawless face like jade, the skirt reflects the shattered awn of Ying Ying with the pace, and the icy aura that cannot be ignored, lingers around everyone unconsciously.
They held their breaths subconsciously, watching the woman walk by—
The woman lowered her eyes and glanced at Eric.
Eric froze instantly.
Immediately afterwards, the woman raised her cane, and a cold air swept towards Eric! Eric's eyes widened, and his whole body formed a layer of white frost at a speed visible to the naked eye! Then there's the slush! The sharp increase in snow and ice! Until it becomes a human-shaped ice sculpture!
With another wave of the cane, Eric's body fell, slid into the circular pool in the middle of the hall, splashed with waves, and then sank to the bottom of the sea...
Everything is at peace.
The remaining three did not speak, only the panic on their faces showed all their emotions.
The woman didn't speak.
She looked at the young shoots that had just sprouted in their hands with a thoughtful expression. She watched it quietly for a long time, a long time... She said, "I will come back in 6 hours."
Then, turned around and walked away...
Like snow, there is no movement when it comes, and no sound when it goes away.
But the surrounding temperature changes made those who survived understand that she had left.
Ed sat down as if in prostration, holding the flower seedling in his hand, "It's another 6 hours... 6 hours later, if we can't keep the flower seedling, will we... be frozen to death like Eric..."
Now, it's not the time to think about taking the sword. If they are not careful, maybe their lives will only have 6 hours left...