Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

At dawn, the wind was strong and the snow was heavy.

On the vast ice plains, a solitary group of wanderers braved the wind and snow, making their way with difficulty.

The leather boots made a particularly grating creaking sound as they stepped on the ground, mixed with a few howls from one of the members' stomachs.

He Feng sat on the sled in the middle of the group, his face stern.

Their purpose in embarking on this long journey was to find a place where fish could congregate in abundance.

He Feng took off his binoculars and stared intently at the dwindling food reserves behind the sled, his mind preoccupied.

A year ago, He Feng was brought into this icy ocean world by FAW-Volkswagen and became one of the many people scavenging on the ice plains.

This is a world that has long been submerged by the sea. Land is almost nowhere to be found, and most people can only survive on slightly thicker layers of ice.

Fortunately, he was originally a snow climbing enthusiast, which allowed him to settle down in this almost barren, icy wilderness and, relying on his extensive experience, become the navigator for this group.

His past life's help gave him the means to survive in this world.

However, life was still tough.

When the journey became difficult, a deep whistle broke through the wind and snow, causing He Feng to look into the distance.

That's a drifting fortress!

Unlike the other team members who were focused on advancing, He Feng was extremely envious of the thing that was making that roaring sound.

In the later stages of the apocalypse, after the world was submerged by seawater, most of the continents were submerged, and the world also entered an extremely cold ice age.

And then, a tremendous change followed.

Monsters of unknown origin, a series of monstrous technological blueprints, and a variety of diverse ecosystems.

They all arrived one after another in this icy ocean, just like refreshes in a game.

The drifting fortress is a unique product of this frozen apocalypse.

It combines post-apocalyptic technology with human wisdom to the greatest extent possible, thus becoming a powerful force for preserving the human race.

There, the supporting water purification towers can filter polluted water sources, the massive city can accommodate hundreds of people, and the sturdy city walls and cannons can defend against any monsters that swarm out.

Their powerful engines would allow them to travel far away, so they wouldn't have to find a shady spot like they did when facing hordes of monsters…

Most importantly, they need a place to live.

He Feng followed the misty fog, gazing longingly, his teeth itching with envy.

"Where's the cheat code? Help me out!" He Feng muttered to himself, secretly seething with resentment.

[Intelligence system activated]

The sudden electronic sound startled He Feng, making him shudder.

His expression instantly transformed into the same one as Ochumelov's, and he was overjoyed.

"Good milk, buddy, good milk."

[Intelligence 1: Tier 1 food, Snowflake Fruit, will soon spawn on the ice floes 50 kilometers to the east]

[Intelligence 2: Monster Island will soon spawn in the Howling Strait, where the Tier 1 boss, the Frost Giant Bear, will appear.]

[Intelligence 3: The Skua, a Tier 1 drifting fortress, is about to dock on the bank of the Crevice Glacier, 80 kilometers to the north. Their defenses are very lax.]

As the text in front of him kept refreshing, He Feng gradually shook off his previous fatigue.

Having an intelligence system in this world is like an old cow giving birth—it's incredibly awesome.

Since this world was frozen, many incredible changes have occurred, the most significant being the emergence of randomly spawning resources and monster strongholds.

Having first-hand control over intelligence means much more than just solving the problem of food and clothing.

Countless resources that are hard for others to find will be practically free in his eyes, and he will have a clear view of every move his enemies make.

With it, how can we not carve out a place for ourselves in this world!

Thinking of this, He Feng's smile widened even further.

Looking down, the first piece of information that caught Zhou Qing's eye made him feel a surge of excitement.

Tier 1 food is an extremely scarce resource in this world.

He Feng had previously obtained the secret of first-tier food from some elderly people who applied for asylum.

It is said that this fruit grows without any pattern and has an extremely low probability of forming, making it a rare and precious treasure.

It can not only slightly improve the user's physical fitness, but also has a powerful healing effect.

Very hard to find!

Although it's called a Tier 1 food, its value and difficulty in obtaining it make it worthy of being called a Tier 2 food!

If we can get our hands on it, it would be a very valuable asset, whether for trading or to enhance our combat strength.

The second piece of information was useless to him. A first-tier boss was a king-like existence in this world, and ordinary drifting fortresses would avoid it like the plague. How could he dare to provoke it so easily?

So I quickly skipped over that one.

After confirming that the third intelligence report contained the authentic font, He Feng frowned.

"I'm fighting pirates? Really?!"

This information is undoubtedly extremely significant.

Drifting fortress, the Skua, a massive ship inhabited by pirates.

He Feng had once seen his entire appearance from afar.

How so?

It was practically his dream ship!

The graceful keel haunted his dreams, while the rough, thick material kept him awake at night.

But despite such a good foundation... these pirates made things extremely difficult for them.

The gun barrels were installed crookedly, and when the ship was damaged, scrap steel was used to weld together the countless holes. Even one of the propeller blades that provided power to the hull was broken.

His dream goddess, however, made these roughnecks kick her with all their might.

How can we tolerate this?

I can't stand it!

So He Feng led his team on a 20-kilometer run overnight, finally escaping the pursuit range of the Jaeger.

Having a drifting fortress and not having one are two different things. Such a reckless attack is tantamount to suicide. Even the worst batch could be blasted into dust by cannon fire.

But now, he has an intelligence system.

An absolute information advantage can undoubtedly bridge this gap to a great extent!

Get a drifting fortress and the chance to become a superior person.

It's placed right in front of you; you decide whether you want it or not.

He had almost had enough of making a living in the snow.

After careful consideration, He Feng decided to go for the big one.

So he blew the bone whistle he had been pondering for a long time, and his gaze became firm.

"All personnel, proceed 50 kilometers east."

As soon as the command was given, the long, snake-like formation suddenly turned, forming a 90-degree right-angle pattern like a gluttonous snake, creating a distinct branch.

A rash decision will inevitably cause some dissent, but He Feng doesn't care at all.

Along the way, the number of people in this wandering group kept decreasing, and the group split up, gradually shrinking.

Up to the current team of 20.

Those who are leaving need a navigator who can lead them to a supply point, not someone who gives orders.

People in the apocalypse live with great clarity, including He Feng.

A capable team must be able to obey orders from superiors, and besides, he didn't intend to bring everyone along.

There aren't enough resources to go around.

The brutal selection process leaves no room for personal emotions.

Acquiring a new ship requires sufficient strength, so He Feng decided to acquire some Snow Crystal Fruits to boost his combat power beforehand.

Upon realizing this, He Feng felt a surge of excitement.

The entire group of wanderers was gradually reduced during the long journey, and most of those who remained were familiar faces that He Feng knew.

This put his mind at ease.

At the fruit respawn point, He Feng stationed his entire team there.

The restless group picked up ice picks, only to find that the thick ice layer was impenetrable, with only inverted icicles growing inside. Food was out of the question.

Clearly, this is a place where even birds wouldn't bother.

"What do you think our boss is up to with this move? Just for fun?" A scavenger chewed on dried fish and struck up a conversation with a few people nearby.

"Who knows? Maybe he's been in leadership positions for too long and his mind's gone haywire."

"They even said they had Snow-Glow Fruit. I really wouldn't dare make such a boast. Is it really possible for us to come across something like that?"

Despite this, no one dared to show any disrespect to He Feng, quietly waiting for their stubborn and self-willed leader to make a fool of himself.

As evening approached, the snowstorm that had been raging for two days finally stopped.

He Feng stared intently at the seemingly barren snowfield before him, quietly awaiting good news.

The cold wind blew blew, reflecting He Feng's inner unease.

He wandered alone in the camp, constantly examining the icicles that grew there.

Whether the intelligence is true or false, a decision can only be made tonight.

Suddenly, a joyful shout drew everyone's attention, followed by a chorus of exclamations.

Countless icicles sprouted branches, forming warm, jade-like white fruits that emitted a faint white light.

This is the Snow Crystal Fruit!

The crowd, realizing what was happening, immediately turned their attention to He Feng.

Excitement, respect, disbelief.

The initial skepticism instantly reversed, and everyone eagerly awaited He Feng's next instructions.

He Feng calmly picked a fruit and slowly spoke.

"Everyone can receive half of the harvested fruit, up to a limit."

The crowd erupted in excitement. You see, this wasn't just one tree; it was an entire forest.

These were rare items that the gentlemen who sailed the ocean hadn't seen for hundreds of years.

Even peasants like them were eating coarse grains.

"Thank you, Chief!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the locust-like crowd swept away all the fruit, some with fruit in their mouths, and others with their clothes stuffed full.

A sense of joy at the harvest immediately spread across everyone's face.

Finally, the fruit piled up on the ground as high as a small mountain.

Apart from the fruit that had just been swallowed whole, all the members of the nomadic group tacitly placed their fruits here.

Countless scavengers shouted in unison, their voices deafening, their eyes filled with admiration.

"Long live the leader!"

He Feng suppressed a smile, looking around at the faces of countless admirers with great joy, feeling extremely pleased with himself.

"40 seconds, 40 seconds have passed, you can laugh now!"

He strode forward, arms outstretched, the evening breeze ruffling his tattered clothes, exuding an air of unbridled arrogance. There was something he had been holding back for a long time.

"Are there any other leaders who could do this?"