The cold wind howls across the Northern Wilderness, and Louis Calvin tightens his wolfskin cloak, standing alone atop an ice cliff.
As the son of a Duke, he was thrown into this perpetually frozen wilderness under the guise of 'pioneering glory.'
When he thought he was at a dead end, the Daily Intelligence System activated:
[Thirty-seven ice-bound hungry wolves are lurking in the southeastern valley, planning a raid on the territory tonight.]
[At dawn, an Ancient God's corpse will emerge from the Ice Lake, with its heart retaining the godliness of winter.]
[The Church of Gold Finch will deem you a blasphemer, and the Holy Flame Knight Order has set out on a northern expedition.]
[A tide of the undead will sweep across the continent, with humanity's numbers dwindling to less than a million.]
...


The translucent screen rippled like a water surface, followed by the rapid emergence of three pieces of intelligence:


[1: A large-scale growth of Frost Leaf Vines has been discovered in the North Ridge of Rock Valley in the northern part of the Red Tide Territory. The best harvesting window lasts a week.]


[2: Emperor Ernst August of the Ironblood Empire has officially issued a new Northern Territory Pioneer Order.]


[3: The malevolent spirits raised by the Snow Swearer are restlessly stirring, threatening to sweep across the entire Northern Territory this winter, no less than the great rebellion two years ago.]


Louis sat up straight in bed, causing Sif beside him to grunt and turn over in her sleep.


He couldn't care less, as excitement had already flashed in his eyes.


Frost Leaf Vine, that's no ordinary herb.


Chapter 132 - Chapter 131: The Evil Spirits Are Stirring