Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 301: Night Watch at the Mystic Ice Platform

The next morning, at the supply camp's management office.

The fat manager in charge of registration didn't even lift his eyelids, casually swiping Su Ming's token.

"Warehouse Bing cleanup completed. Fifty Military Merit points have been credited. Next."

Su Ming received the token with both hands, a humble smile hanging on his face. "Thank you, Manager."

He turned and walked out, his steps light and brisk.

"Is this kid an idiot?" The fat manager glanced at Su Ming's retreating back, muttering to the attendant beside him. "Picking through trash for seven days, only got fifty Military Merit points, and he's as happy as if he found treasure."

Su Ming walked out the door, hearing the discussion behind him, the smile at the corner of his mouth growing even wider.

Sunlight spilled onto the mottled city wall of Iron Wall Pass, somewhat glaring.

He squinted, looking at the towering formation pagoda piercing the clouds in the distance.

Only he himself knew that the youth who had been picking through the garbage heap had, last night, already grasped in his hand a thread capable of prying open the fate of this mighty fortress....

At midnight, Iron Wall Pass lay prostrate in the darkness of the Northern Border.

This was the "Celestial Pivot Position - Mystic Ice Platform," the formation core farthest from the heavens and with the most intense cold energy within the entire mountain-protecting grand formation.

Underfoot, the Mystic Iron floor tiles were inscribed with formation patterns that were no longer the common crimson or golden yellow, but shimmered with a ghostly blue glow, almost sickly pale.

That glow was not static, but pulsed like breathing, contracting and expanding in sync with the twinkling of the stars in the sky.

Su Ming tightened the fur at his collar, exhaling a white breath.

The white breath had just left his mouth by three inches before transforming into fine ice crystals, falling onto the formation plate with a "shasha" sound.

damn place, you'd need to bring a stick

Consciousness Sea, Lin Yu

intently on a secondary

was the diversion channel of the

should maintain a constant flow of liquid spiritual energy year-round, channeling excess cold, baleful energy out of the formation. But at this moment, a thick layer of white frost had formed at the bend of that diversion

hours, this node would

is inferior

to forcefully roast it like a conventional Formation Master would. Using fire in such an extreme cold place

not touching the layer of frost, but hovering

that pool of dark blue heavy water

extremely fine, extremely resilient strand of water-attributed spiritual energy flowed out along

was like a nimble little snake, silently burrowing into the

to melt it, but to

sensing the

the originally rigid ice crystal structure began to loosen, enveloped and disassembled by that highly resilient water spiritual energy, ultimately transforming into a semi-fluid mixture of ice and water that slid down along

"Splash—"

faint sound of flowing water rang out. The previously sluggish formation node instantly cleared, the ghostly blue light becoming stable and bright once

"Interesting."

came from behind, sounding like two

thick bear-skin coat leaning against a wind-sheltering

purplish-red scars left by frostbite. His left eye was ash-white, clearly lost on the battlefield. He was the veteran night watchman on duty with Su Ming tonight,

lump, their first reaction is to roast it with fire or chip at it with a chisel." Old Liu took a swig of strong liquor, his one good right eye squinting slightly as he examined Su Ming's finger. "Using water to dissolve ice, that kind of skill, only you youngsters from the sects can

brushing the ice fragments from his clothes. "This junior's spiritual root leans towards water, and this is

broken, yellow teeth. "Here at Iron Wall Pass, clever methods often get you killed quickly. It's the clumsy ones that let a man live a few

he paid Su Ming no further mind, shrinking back into the shadow behind the stone pillar, continuing to drink

Ming also didn't say more, turning and walking back

was about to take advantage of this rare high-level formation core environment to contemplate the "Star Attraction Lines" he had

hadn't been maintaining the "observation micro state," he

"Hmm?"

Ming's pupils contracted