I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats

Wulan is a woman, one who appears to be around twenty years old.

But at this moment, she is curled up in a corner, wearing thin clothes, trembling uncontrollably.

Anyone who sees this scene would be able to empathize deeply.

Suddenly, outside the ice cave, footsteps could be heard.

Wulan did not move, nor did she notice the sound from outside.

Even when someone was already standing behind her, Wulan still didn't move because she couldn't perceive it.

She had been here for unknown years, frozen for who knows how long.

Her soul power is very strong; even if her body was frozen, her consciousness would not sleep. Instead, it would fall into a dream, into this icy dream, enduring the cold.

However, because who knows how many years had passed, even if the soul power is strong, it has been worn down to a certain degree.

Suddenly, Wulan sensed a warm aura spreading from behind.

How many years has it been since she's felt this warmth?

Her numb soul finally showed some signs of life, and then she slowly turned her head.

She discovered a man wrapped thickly, holding a torch, standing behind her.

"Cold? Wait a bit, once the fire is up, it won't be cold anymore."

Mu Rufeng's voice fell, and from his back, he took out a lot of firewood and charcoal.

Mu Rufeng piled them in front, created a hollow, then inserted the only torch into the hollow.

The torch's flame lit the charcoal, then ignited the firewood.

The orange firelight spread wide, and warm heat enveloped the ice cave.

At this moment, Wulan, who had been cold for unknown years, finally felt the warmth.

The heat dispelled the cold, allowing Wulan to no longer feel the chill.

Her numb body finally showed some improvement, and then she tremblingly turned around, approached the fire, even reaching out her hands to warm them, showing an expression of enjoyment.

"Too close, step back a bit, or you'll get burned. On such a cold day, you're still wearing only this, wear my military coat." Mu Rufeng said softly, simultaneously taking off his military coat and draping it over Wulan.

Wulan immediately grabbed the sides of the coat and snugly wrapped it around herself. The warmth made her feel very at ease, very comfortable.

"Tha...thank you, so warm." Wulan said softly.

"No need to thank me. By the way, I'm called Mu Rufeng, what's your name?" Mu Rufeng sat beside Wulan, then opened his mouth and asked.

"I'm called Wulan. How did you end up in the Endless Ice Field? I've been here for over twenty thousand years and have never seen anyone else." Wulan said.

"I don't know either. After I fell asleep, I suddenly appeared here. It seems like this is a dream."

"It seems like our two dreams are connected." Mu Rufeng said.

"A dream? Connected? But, why can you bring out these things?"

"Firewood, charcoal, a torch, even the clothes on your back. No matter what I do, all I can find is ice and snow, nothing else." Wulan seemed to have been lonely for too long and directly believed Mu Rufeng's words.

Or rather, whether or not she believed it, it at least made her feel warmth and no longer alone.

Even if someone meant her harm, she would gladly accept it, for she had long wanted to die, so she even hoped that Mu Rufeng was a bad person who could end her.

"This, I conjured it with my soul power. Why? Can't you do it?" Mu Rufeng asked curiously.

As he spoke, Mu Rufeng waved his large hand, and a bowl of warm soup appeared again.

"Here, this is the Dragon Meat Soup I cooked outside in the past. It can also be conjured here." Mu Rufeng handed the Dragon Meat Soup to Wulan.

"Smells so good." Wulan sniffed the aroma, her expression slightly changing.

Then, she took a sip, and instantly her eyes brightened.

Afterward, she immediately drank all the Dragon Meat Soup, even chewing off the large piece of fat meat in two bites and swallowing it down.

"Delicious, too delicious." Wulan was still somewhat unsatisfied.

"Tasty, right? This was cooked after I slaughtered a Flame Giant Dragon." Mu Rufeng laughed.

"Delicious, and so warm, so comfortable. Mu Rufeng, is there more? I still want to drink more." The numb look in Wulan's eyes had completely faded away.

For over twenty thousand years, she had been too lonely and too cold. If she had spent those years in a warm place with plentiful food and drink, she would not have been like this.

"Of course, there is." Mu Rufeng said, then conjured a huge iron frame.

The iron frame just enclosed the fire, and on top of it was a large pot.

A whole large pot filled with Dragon Meat Soup, also containing various Spiritual Objects as ingredients.

The aroma instantly filled the entire ice cave, while the temperature inside the cave also rose higher.

Even the cold wind blowing in from outside had turned into warm breezes.

In such an environment, with delicious food, it truly made Wulan feel so comfortable after not experiencing such for over twenty thousand years.

"Here, help yourself to a serving if you want to eat." Mu Rufeng said, handing over a large ladle.

Wulan nodded repeatedly, then immediately started serving soup into her empty bowl.

Mu Rufeng also served himself a bowl, sitting on the side, eating calmly.

While Wulan devoured it ravenously, she ate as many as ten large bowls.