Boonie Bears: Another World Fantasy

White Bear Mountain.

"Snow Woman" shelter.

A massive man-made indoor space stands inside the outpost.

The temperature inside was abnormally high; the air had been heated to a level that could cook a normal person. Yet, in this scorching space, a humanoid creature, entirely white, sat silently on the ground.

Tuanzi's hands were firmly handcuffed, rendering her unable to move. Half of her once-complete purple antlers were broken off, and no new parts had grown back.

The scorching heat seemed to rip her skin off. Her body instinctively conjured ice crystals to protect itself, but these ice crystals would soon melt into water under the high temperature and evaporate rapidly into the air.

"Increase the moisture content around her..."

Sensing someone approaching, she slightly raised her head, her gaze piercing through the thick tempered glass to the man standing outside.

"Is it really necessary, boss? What if we can't control her? Wouldn't that lead to an even bigger disaster?" The supervisor asked the man beside him, his face full of worry.

Wei took the remote control device from the side and calmly opened the side door leading to the interior.

"Wait, boss! Why don't you put on your protective suit first?" The supervisor was extremely anxious as Wei was about to walk into the danger zone without any protection.

Wei waved his hand impatiently, lowering the temperature in the containment chamber.

“That’s why I like having Beth in charge; she always knows what I’m doing,” Will said as he walked toward the door.

As the hot air was expelled, Wei approached Tuanzi with some anticipation.

Whenever he sees a god who was once praised by people now fallen to such a state, he can't help but feel an unparalleled sense of accomplishment and conquest.

At this moment, the frostbite that Tuanzi originally had was gradually dissipating due to prolonged exposure to high temperatures, which made Wei even more unscrupulous in grabbing her gray-silver hair, exposing the tranquilizer collar installed below her neck.

"It seems that even a certain dose of Purple Star can't have much of an effect on you. But what can you do without your freezing ability?" Wei stared at Tuanzi's azure eyes, filled with humiliation and anger, and said contemptuously.

She exhaled a breath of icy air, her arms frantically tearing at the heavy iron chains binding her body. The ice crystals that had been quietly attached to her body began to burst out uncontrollably, quickly extending into streaks of ice.

Wei, however, paid no attention. He picked up the remote control, pressed the button, and instantly activated the high-voltage power grid connected to the chain terminal. In an instant, electricity crackled and sparked behind him.

The supervisor couldn't bear to watch any longer and silently backed away, finally stopping at the doorway. Wei gracefully put on a pair of black sunglasses, keeping the blinding flashes of light out.

The researcher beside him handed Wei a deep purple object—a broken antler that he had painstakingly obtained through Anar Lefève. Wei placed the antler in front of Tuanzi, and the previously lifeless, broken antler trembled slightly. Then, as if it had gained its own consciousness, it slowly moved towards Tuanzi's location.

Upon seeing this scene, Wei felt an overwhelming surge of joy.

"Hahaha, just as I expected! This is exactly the effect I wanted—" With a "click" as the high-voltage switch shut off, Tuanzi, who had been tormented by the intense electric shock to the point of almost being unable to straighten her back, was finally freed. She collapsed onto the ground like a lump of mud, her breathing becoming extremely weak.

Ignoring the potential danger of residual current from the high-voltage electricity, Wei carefully combed through Tuanzi's disheveled hair. Just as he had initially imagined and speculated, whenever the "Snow Woman" suffered external damage, her body would automatically generate mysterious crystals to defend against the attacks. Moreover, it even possessed an astonishing self-repairing ability.

"Collect a blood sample from her, pack it up, and send it to the headquarters in Shenzhen."

......

"You two...are you going to do this here? Now?!" Abu was taken aback when he saw Sharp and Naling hugging and embracing, and his voice involuntarily rose several octaves.

An awkward atmosphere filled the air. Na Ling's expression changed drastically, and she abruptly pushed Sharp away, pretending to casually fix her hair to cover up her embarrassment. Sharp, left standing there, watched her helplessly, inwardly amused: "Your attempt to act nonchalant is truly pathetic, Na Ling."

"Abu, are there any villagers left?" Naling asked, trying to remain calm and change the subject.

“Yes, it’s just the three of us.” Abu said, opening his stuffy helmet to reveal a pair of large, furry ears that flapped incessantly.

Then, it smiled thoughtfully, and, as if deliberately trying to provoke a sore spot, whispered to Na Ling, "Is A Ling going to be a philanderer?"

Naling appeared somewhat embarrassed and uncomfortable after hearing this, but did not respond. After all, the group opposite them wouldn't give them the chance to continue their conversation. In that brief moment, the Templar Knights had already regrouped.

"Sigh, it's really hard to bring myself to fight my senior." Fanny stretched lazily, a lazy smile on her face. "But let's finish this battle quickly, I'm looking forward to going home and getting my beauty sleep."

“If we don’t take this seriously, we’ll probably get a lecture from Mus when we get back,” Alston chimed in with a sneer. “That would be considered poor performance.”

Just then, a thin infrared beam silently appeared on Na Ling's chest, flickering in and out. From the charred forest, Ye Weike, holding an anti-material sniper rifle, slowly strolled out, his eyes filled with disdain.

"I knew it all along, you two idiots couldn't handle her on your own." Ye Weike cocked his gun, still not intending to let the two naturally carefree men off the hook.

"Ye Weike, where is your sister?" Na Ling fired first, her sarcasm evident in her words.

“You will see her,” Yevkov said, staring at her expressionlessly, “but in the prisoner’s execution cell.”

After saying that, he pulled the trigger, and a tongue of fire instantly shot out from the muzzle!

In the blink of an eye, the sharp-eyed Sharp rushed forward and forcefully pulled the Narling, which was in the trajectory of the projectile, away.

Due to the probability problem inherent in Sharp's own proposition, the bullet did not hit Naling, but instead flew into the smoke behind Abu.

"Hmm?" Ye Weike tilted his head slightly, his eyes showing surprise and dissatisfaction with the result.

"Be careful! Don't get blown up in the head right away!" Sharp warned irritably. He knew that Naling was sometimes overconfident, but the enemy they were facing this time was no pushover.

Upon hearing this, Na Ling smiled slightly, then gently closed her eyes, a genuine smile spreading across her face: "I can't die. All these years, the person who can grant me death still hasn't appeared..."

"It won't happen now, and it won't happen in the future."

Abu understood the deeper meaning in Naling's words. It wisely closed its helmet, then faced forward and lay prone, ready to attack at any moment.

Sharp shrugged nonchalantly, appearing relaxed, but inwardly he was in a state of panic.

"Hey... Na Ling, what do I need to do?"

Before they could get a reply, Naling and Abu charged forward, kicking up clouds of dust and leaving only flickering embers on the ground.

It's time to end this decades-long blood feud.

……

"Swish—"

A torrential downpour engulfed the entire Bear Ridge in a vast curtain of rain. Naya floated in the rain, looking around in bewilderment. Apart from the distant volcano still in the final stages of its eruption, she could see almost nothing else.

Although there was residual light energy to guide them, finding their sister and the others in this vast forest was no easy task.

The ground was cracked like a spiderweb, and the once flowing lava gradually cooled, turning a deathly black. Braving the intense heat, she slowly landed on the newly solidified volcanic rock. Her metal boots touched the edge of the road, now just ruins, and an indescribable sorrow welled up within her.

The neat rows of low-rise houses I remember are long gone, all mercilessly burned by the raging lava. Now, there is not a single living person to be seen here.

Although the town was small, it held immense significance for Naya. It was the place where she first came into contact with human society, and also the place where she and he had lived together…

But now, this place has been destroyed like a magical forest, completely reduced to ashes.

What exactly have I been protecting? Naya couldn't help but ask herself.

She had always considered herself a guardian, yet now she had repeatedly lost the things she cherished most...

She could have done better.

Are you lost, little girl?

These unexpected words shattered Naya's internal turmoil. She quickly turned around, pointing her spear at the man with a wary look in her eyes.

A middle-aged man with a stubble-covered face stood not far behind her, holding an umbrella. His worn leather jacket was soaked through and covered with wet droplets. Though his figure appeared forlorn and lonely, his sharp, eagle-like eyes remained bright and piercing.

Who?

Naya pondered to herself, why would this person risk his life to appear here? Why does he look so familiar? As she thought this, she put down her spear and tentatively asked, "You are...?"

The middle-aged man took off his wet tour guide hat, revealing his signature bald head. He shook the rain off the hat, his gaze never leaving her.

"Long time no see, Naya. If you remember, seven years ago in the Enchanted Forest, I spent some time with you along with two bears—"

Upon hearing this, Naya gasped as if she had just remembered something. The identity of the man before her was clearly self-evident…

"I heard Zhao Lin is in some trouble. As her uncle, I can't just sit idly by, can I?"

This is how Bald Qiang explained it.

A faint electric light shone on his face, illuminating the lumberjack's resolute features.