Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

"How could this happen?"

Song Jiulai, who returned to Wang'an County, was also shivering from the sudden heavy snow.

Even though she had become a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining, she could still feel the chill brought by the heavy snow.

Monks also have spiritual energy circulation to keep warm.

I can’t imagine how ordinary people can survive?

Now Wang'an County is covered with snow all around, and it is white everywhere.

At first glance, the scenery is quite beautiful, but after returning to Wang'an County and finding that most mortals here don't come out, I still feel a little deserted.

Except for the pharmacy, it is still open.

After all, the apprentices in the pharmacy here are all monks.

Su Huanli also frowned: "With such heavy snow, could there be something wrong?"

Song Jiulai was so cold that she was almost freezing. Before she came back, Su Huanli took out a plush coat from her mustard bag and put it on her.

Song Jiulai rubbed his palms: "We are all so cold, what about those mortals?"

Su Huanli was stunned for a moment, perhaps because she hadn't expected Song Jiulai to ask this question. She said, "I don't know, but every time extreme weather strikes, there are always mortals who freeze to death or die from heat..."

"How could this happen?" Song Jiulai really didn't understand: "Will I freeze to death if I stay at home and don't go out?"

Since there is no shortage of food, I should be able to survive by staying at home.

Su Huanli glanced at Song Jiulai and said, "The weather is unusually cold. Some mortals may not be able to endure it."

Song Jiulai was silent for a while, then asked, "Do they have anything to keep warm? Like burning charcoal or something?"

"Burn it! I remember burning charcoal when I was a kid, but people would die when burning charcoal. They would cover themselves up overnight, and when they woke up the next day, the person would be dead. So they didn't dare to burn it anymore."

"..."

Song Jiulai's eyes widened instantly, and he let out a bewildered "Ah!" "Covered up all night? Isn't that straight carbon monoxide poisoning?!"

Su Huanli was also surprised and asked, "Carbon monoxide poisoning? What kind of poison is this? Is there poison in charcoal?"

"Uh……"

Song Jiulai didn't know how to explain the charcoal problem to her.

Song Jiulai just saw that there were many magical things in the world of immortal cultivation.

Now I suddenly realized that mortals are still using ordinary materials, and charcoal will definitely cause poisoning in a closed environment.

Although the mortals in Wang'an County are in good health, this kind of poisoning can happen in an instant.

They couldn't find the cause, but they felt that burning charcoal could be life-threatening.

Song Jiulai: "Anyway, it's not good. Maybe I should remind them."

This is not a difficult thing, just a casual reminder.

But how to tell the mortals in Wangan County?

Apparently, Song Jiulai was not the only one who discovered this problem.

The player discovered it when he went down the mountain to buy things.

For example, Hao Kan, who is responsible for purchasing food.

Hao could tell at a glance that the name was just a random ID.

Because his original intention was to look good.

Hao Kan was one of the players who followed Fan Guzhou and Zhou Xiao to get wine and food.

Because of the wine-making business, a lot of grain was purchased, and these had to be bought from the mortals living at the foot of the mountain, so Hao Kan met many mortals from Wang'an County along the way.

Mortals always have a sense of awe towards monks.

Just like a low-level monk looking at a high-level monk.

But the players of Changsheng Sect are just ordinary people in reality, so it is natural for them to interact with ordinary people.

It was snowing heavily, so he didn't receive the tofu he had been collecting today.

In the past, it was always done by an old lady with her granddaughter.

This morning when Hao Kan went to get it, it was the little girl Xiaoya who came out to open the door, wrapped in a thick fur coat. She was shivering as she spoke, "Sorry, Brother Hao, it's too cold today. Grandma can't make tofu."

"I know." Hao Kan was stunned for a moment and then said, "I just want to tell you that it's too cold these days so I won't make tofu."

"Okay okay."

Seeing that Hao Kan was so easy to talk to, Xiao Ya showed a look of gratitude on her face.

"Go back inside first. It's warm there. Don't go out too much these two days. If you can't get food, I'll bring some to you."

It’s so cold and it’s difficult to get food.

Xiao Ya couldn't believe it anymore: "How can I trouble you, Brother Hao?"

"It's no big deal." Such a young girl, only about ten years old, would still be in school in modern times.

But here, without an upward channel, there seems to be nothing to do.

All that ordinary people hope for is to live a peaceful life.

But this kind of life...

Hao Kan scratched his head. He was just an ordinary person and couldn't think about anything deeper.

The little girl was indeed very cold, and her lips were shaking as she spoke.

Even wrapped in fur, it couldn't keep out much of the cold: "Brother Hao, I'll go in first. There's charcoal burning inside. I want to go in and watch it, otherwise it's too cold and the charcoal can't burn. Grandma is old and can't get up when it's cold."

"Well, remember to open the windows for ventilation when burning charcoal fire."

After saying this, Hao Kan saw Xiao Ya was stunned: "Why? Wouldn't it be colder if you open the window?"

"..."

Hao Kan suddenly had a bad feeling: "How can you not ventilate it? Take me in first."

Although Xiao Ya was confused, she still took Hao to look inside.

Then Hao Kan discovered that there was indeed a charcoal fire burning in the house, and the temperature inside was obviously several degrees higher than outside.

This ordinary farmhouse has no ventilation except for one window.

Grandma Qian, who made tofu, fell asleep on the couch. Hao Kan immediately said, "You have to open the window. If you don't open the window, you can't burn charcoal, otherwise you will be poisoned."

"what?……"

Xiao Ya had never heard of such a statement before, and stood there with her round eyes wide open.

……

When Song Jiu arrived at the mountain, Hao Kan had already found Fan Guzhou to discuss a plan to renovate the houses of the mortals living at the foot of the mountain.

The most important thing is to leave a vent.

This is too easy for players who just need to move their fingers.

Fan Guzhou, who is now in charge of the town's food business, didn't disagree, but simply said, "If that's the case, we might as well re-plan Wang'an County."

Leave out what should be left so that there will be room for more players in the future.

Hao Kan was silent for a moment. "There are Feique Sect's shops and medicine shops on the street. Do they agree if we want to move them?"

Fan Guzhou said, "Find a designer and redesign a new style for them based on this. Do you think they'd be interested?"

There is also aesthetics in the world of cultivating immortals.

The current pharmacy and shopping mall are just simply decorated. Ordinary monks don’t have any great aesthetic taste.

But modern players have all kinds of professions, so it is too easy to redesign the style.

It is our duty to develop Wang'an County!

Of course, we still need to ask the sect leader's opinion on this matter.