Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

[There are side missions in this plane? ] Ling Huang was stunned, [Don't mess with me, I finally reunited with Li Yan! ]

[Heaven and earth conscience, although I am the administrator of that turntable, I really can't control its task random library.But don't worry, the difficulty of the plane is here, and it will not be transferred to tasks that are too difficult for you. 】

The back of Li Yan was bitten lightly by Li Yan, Ling Huang touched his cheek sadly, [Then turn on the wheel. ]

After the wheel pointer of the black and white water ripples stopped, Jinghua Shuiyue reported the task content:

【Oh, this is an honest mission. You are required to help the 62 residents and 27 frost wolves in the camp survive the winter together. The number of residents and frost wolves must not be reduced. 】

In other words, the 62 people, including Ling Huang, and the 27 frost wolves, including Li Yan, living around the energy tower must all survive the extreme cold of winter.

[The remaining two years of winter, the outside temperature is now minus 50 degrees Celsius, and the temperature will continue to drop, and the countdown will reach minus 100 degrees in the last month. 】

[Minus one hundred degrees...] Ling Huang couldn't comprehend what the temperature would look like at all, [The countdown shows that you have to forecast to me 48 hours in advance of every snowstorm that will cause the temperature to drop in the future. ]

【OK~】Jinghua Shuiyue responded easily, 【Close your eyes and try. 】

Ling Huang closed his eyes, and two lines of prompts appeared in his vision.

The first line is the countdown to the end of winter, and the second line is a reminder of whether there will be a snowstorm within 48 hours.Currently the row for the blizzard shows "none".

[I took away the indicating arrow, and the road to survival after that can only be explored by your own imagination. 】

[good. ] Ling Huang opened his eyes, moved his hand to Li Yan's chin and scratched it twice, [It's rare that you, a spoof dial, can send out a decent task. ]

[With this wolf by your side, why do you need my assistance?After all, he looked indecisive enough. 】

[Where is he not serious? ] Ling Huang continued to scratch the werewolf's chin.

"Oh, it's comfortable." Li Yan stopped biting the back of his hand, grabbed Ling Huang's hands and put them on his cheeks, "I miss you, Ling Huang."

【Tsk tsk tsk, you are so frivolous...】

[He's just acting cute, you can kneel down now. ] Ling Huang resolutely repudiated what she said.

"After you explain the matter to me clearly, I'll consider whether to give you a good face." Ling Huang was still angry and wronged.

But as long as Li Yan told Ling Huang about his experience of more than three years after he left, he believed that he would still be willing to make up with Li Yan.

"I'll tell you all, but it's broad daylight now, we two are locked in the room and don't know what the humans outside will think." Li Yan smiled ambiguously.

The two pointed spikes should be terrifying and fierce, but Ling Huang looked at him, and there was only a wave of longing in his heart, and the idea of ​​wanting to get close to him was surging.

But no, this guy has been away for so long, how can he get the sweetness so easily.

Pushing away the werewolf, Ling Huang took a cloth towel and wiped the remaining blood on the back of his neck, picked up the lucky leather rope and the small felt ball pendant next to the pillow on the floor, and put it on Li Yan's wrist again with his own hands.

"Hide your ears and fangs, and go out to work." He stroked the smooth skin on Li Yan's wrist, and pushed the werewolf out of the door.

Li Yan turned into a human with ears and fangs, how did he change?

For more than three years, Li Yan said that he was investigating the truth of his parents' death. What did he find out?

If Ling Huang hadn't killed Li Yan's parents, then what Ling Huang remembered killed by the original owner was really, as Li Yan said, the wolf king of another pack of Frostwolves?

There are still many questions piled up like a small mountain on Ling Huang's heart, but there is no need to rush to ask questions or answer questions.