Although the space in the tree hole is not small, it is still not enough to fully accommodate the existence of Simon and the others.

The tree hole they found can accommodate at most three or four people.

Carl stretched out his hand and randomly clicked on a few people, then hid in a tree hole to avoid the snow.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

The few remaining people dispersed and continued to search for the trace of "Ars' Spirit Claw Bear".

Fortunately, "Arsling Claw Bear" is not scarce in the forest, and soon the remaining team members found a suitable tree hole and hid in it.

In order to keep abreast of the movements of the outside world, the team members also opened a small opening in the trunk of the giant tree, so that they can observe the outside world at any time.

Hiding in the tree hole, the howling and harsh wind outside suddenly disappeared, only the faint sound of "whooping" wind.

In the tree hole where Simon was, besides him, there were two other players, Sean and Mars.

Masi put down the oilcloth package on his back, which contained the charcoal he had brought with him when he set out from the clan.

Sean found some hay and firewood in the tree hole, and after digging in his arms for a long time, he took out a long transparent thing, and with a click, a wisp of flame burst out.

Carefully igniting it, a bonfire was built in the tree hole.

The flames gradually became stronger, and the temperature in the tree hole slowly increased, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"This thing called a lighter is amazing. You said that you just press it lightly, and the flame will come out. How did you do it?"

Masi looked at the lighter in Sean's hand, his expression was full of curiosity and envy.

If he hadn't been unable to control his own strength, he would also have a lighter.

Wu Qi purchased a large number of lighters from the main world. He wanted to send a few to each of them, but these guys from the steel barbarians are all strongmen, and their hands are surprisingly strong.

A fragile thing like a lighter is softer than butter in their hands, and it bursts with a light touch.

Finally, after scrapping hundreds of lighters, Wu Qi couldn't stand it any longer, and ordered that only clansmen who perfectly controlled their own power could own a lighter, and everyone else should just be envious.

In the entire steel barbarian clan, there are only a dozen or so people who can keep their lighters from blowing apart.

"That is, this is a magical item brought by His Highness from a distant family. Can you, a barbarian, understand it?"

Sean snorted.

"Aren't you a barbarian too?"

"I'm happy, can you handle it?"

"Pooh!"

Ignoring the bickering of the two team members, Simon took out a black, small object from his arms.

It's really small, not even half the size of Simon's palm.

Seeing the thing the captain took out, both Mars and Sean stopped arguing and turned their heads to stare at the thing in Simon's hand.

I saw Simon checking over and over for a while, and after confirming that there was no damage, he gently pinched a round knob with his thumb and forefinger, and slowly turned it.

Then I heard the sound of the object in my hand, and it became louder and louder until it was clearly visible.

Then Simon turned the other knob lightly, only once, then pinched the side of the object, coughed twice, and said loudly: "This is Simon! This is Simon! Can you hear me? Can you hear me?"

As soon as the words fell, the patriarch Tiger's violent curse came from the object in his hand: "I said, can you not repeat it twice every time? I can hear you! My ears hurt! What's the matter? No? No, I'm dead, I'm busy here!"

"Report to the patriarch, everything is normal! Report to the patriarch, everything is normal!"

Simon's serious report.

"Go away, don't bother me! Zi~~"

Then the patriarch fell silent.

Simon put down the object in his hand a little bit, in fact, he really wanted to chat with Tiger for a while, but thinking about the lesson from last time, he decided to forget it.

According to His Highness, this thing is called a walkie-talkie, which can realize real-time communication between two people over a long distance.

Simon didn't know what kind of chicken the intercom chicken was, and he had never seen it. Anyway, he didn't see a chicken.

But His Highness said it was a chicken, so it is a chicken!

God is coming, it is also a chicken, it must be a chicken, His Highness said!
This chicken is quite magical. Two people, each holding one, can chat with each other and know what the other is doing even if they are far apart.

Where has Simon seen this thing, not only he has not seen it, but Olier has not seen it either.

When listening to His Highness's narration, Olier almost thought it was another miracle, and was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand still.

Although the explanation was explained later, the steel barbarians still felt very shocked, as if seeing a true god descending from the earth, Wu Qi reaped a wave of prestige severely.

Each of the Big Five had one walkie-talkie, and each team led by them sent several more to ensure timely communication in case of special circumstances.

As a result, the Big Five had fun that night.

A few idiots held the walkie-talkie and chatted in the channel for a whole night.

Mingming yelled at a distance that the whole family could hear, and they insisted on hiding under the covers, whispering beeps to the walkie-talkie.

After beeping all night, Wu Qi couldn't figure out what these familiar guys who even knew the moles on each other's butts were talking about?
The result of chatting all night was that the power amplifiers of the five walkie-talkies were all burned out and the batteries were all exhausted.

The next day, the five idiots came to look for Wu Qi with a walkie-talkie in panic, and Olier was so angry that he picked up his crutches and wanted to beat them up.

Wu Qi almost died laughing.

In addition to one in the hands of Simon, there are three other members of the scouting team in the hands of three older members.

Turning the knob twice, His Highness said that this is the dedicated channel for their reconnaissance team, and it was the channel for contacting the clan before.

Simon didn't understand, but that was okay, he just had to do it.

After the channel was opened, the walkie-talkie beeped twice, and a team member's voice came from inside.

"This is Hall, can you hear me?"

"Here's Dick, fart!"

"You should shut it down quickly, and the captain will hear you later, and you will be punished again!"

"It's okay, the captain was very scared last time, and now he won't open anything if it's not important!"

"Continue talking, what is there to be afraid of, the captain? Even if the captain comes today, we don't care about it, I, David, said it!"

"David is tough!"

"David is the most handsome man in our steel barbarians. Go back and buy you a drink!"

"."

Inside the tree hole, Mars and Sean looked at each other, at a loss!
This mean-mouthed David is doing his best again!
"Ahem! David's remaining military rations are also deducted today! Others have halved!"

Simon said lightly into the walkie-talkie.

In an instant, all the sounds were turned off!

All the team members were dumbfounded. David looked at the military rations that had just been unpacked and hadn't been eaten yet, and he wanted to cry without tears.

You are so mean, why don't you have a long memory?

David wanted to slap himself a few times.

With a faint smile on the corner of Simon's mouth, he told these brats to have nothing to do when they are full every day!

“Zizzi~~”

"Captain, found the traces of the barbarians!!"

Suddenly, a team member's urgent voice came from the walkie-talkie, and Simon's face suddenly became serious.

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