When Bai Qiyun and others ran over, the person lying on the ground was still trembling uncontrollably.

"It's so cold..."

I don't know what he was dreaming about. He even muttered to himself in his sleep, but even then he didn't wake up.

"Hey, wake up!"

Realizing that something was wrong with the other party, Paimon quickly grabbed the other party's arm and shook him vigorously.

But no matter how much she shook, the other party always closed her eyes and refused to open them, and still murmured: "It's so cold..."

"Cooker, spit fire."

Bai Qiyun walked to a pile of stones with the rice cake in his arms, put the firewood on the stones, and instructed the little bear to light the firewood.

The next second, the seemingly harmless little bear spit out a stream of flames from its mouth and ignited the firewood pile, and a raging fire rose in front of him.

He just glanced at the man lying on the ground. The ice elemental power in his body was completely out of balance. It was useless to just call him that.

Now the only way to neutralize it is to use the corresponding fire elemental power.

Taking out the ingredients he had been carrying in his backpack, Bai Qiyun rolled up his sleeves and walked to the side, starting his specialty.

He is not afraid of getting his clothes dirty when cooking outdoors. After all, they are not as exquisite as what Xiang Ling and Ying wear. What he wears is just ordinary Liyue coarse linen clothes, so if they get dirty, there is no problem.

Sparks flew in the wind, and the firelight illuminated the blond girl's waiting face.

"Eh? Cooking?"

Noticing the momentum behind him, Paimon turned around and saw Bai Qiyun squatting in front of the makeshift stove.

The vegetables were cut into several small pieces of the same size with the kitchen knife in his hand. How could this be done without a cutting board!

But Xiang Ling on the side was not surprised. She had seen this kind of operation many times in Bai Qiyun's cooking duels.

It seems that he already has a solution to the problem.

Xiangling shook her head and dragged the unconscious man to a sunny place, hoping that this would relieve the man's pain.

"Carrots, pork..."

After confirming the ingredients in the bowl, Bai Qiyun poured them in one after another.

With limited conditions, he could only try his best to ensure that the taste was not that bad.

As an emergency meal, as long as the effectiveness is guaranteed, the taste... just try your best.

Perhaps it was because the temperature change was too rapid, but after working for a while, sweat stains appeared on Bai Qiyun's head.

This may also have something to do with the cooking he was going to make. Yes, he was making the 'thick vegetable stew' that Ying and Paimon had tasted before.

But this time he is going to make a bold move and make an enhanced version.

Carrots and tomatoes cut into large pieces are tumbling in the pot, and the soup is dyed red by the tomatoes. The meat pieces are like hillsides, standing high in the red soup, but they do not appear obtrusive.

The flames under the stone platform burned so fiercely that the soup in the pot began to boil, gurgling with white foam.

"You really carry something like this with you."

Looking at Bai Qiyun who was stirring the food in the pot with a spoon in front of him, Ying became curious for the first time about what was in his backpack.

She quietly leaned over and stared directly at his backpack, as if she could see the contents through the fabric.

"Just be prepared."

Bai Qiyun tasted the soup in the spoon and felt that it was salty. It was almost the same and just right for the mouth.

He didn't feel anything special about his surprise. Packing up items commonly used for traveling like this shouldn't be something that every qualified adventurer should do.

"Would you like to add some Jueyun pepper? Chili pepper also has the effect of repelling cold and dehumidifying."

Xiang Ling, who was also a chef, came over with a handful of chili peppers in his hand.

But compared to Bai Qiyun who stood up and carried a big bag, Xiang Ling was obviously more strange. She basically didn't have any pockets to put things in, but she could actually take out a bunch of chili peppers anytime and anywhere. There was something wrong with that.

Xiang Ling's words made Bai Qiyun think for a moment, but he quickly ruled out this plan.

It is not that adding chili pepper can improve the overall effect of this dish. Although chili pepper has this effect, adding it hastily may destroy the overall balance of the dish, which is too risky.

The young man shook his head.

"It's better to forget it and study this topic later."

Hearing this, Xiang Ling pursed her lips and put Jueyun Jiaojiao back into her rice cooker pocket.

It seems that she puts all these things in a small bag hanging on her waist, but it seems that it is only big enough to hold some seasonings and so on.

Paimon blinked and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling a little strange.

She didn't expect that Xiang Ling, who had been able to confront Bullock in a tit-for-tat manner before, would listen to Bai Qiyun's words so easily.

Could it be because we knew each other before?

"It's almost ready."

The soup in the pot in front of me began to shrink, and the various vegetables and meat pieces also showed their ripe color.

In Bai Qiyun's eyes, the elemental power contained in this pot of food is gradually reaching a balance, which is exactly the 'neutral peace' that their cuisine pursues.

Taking out the bowls and chopsticks from his backpack, Bai Qiyun scooped the added 'thick vegetable stew' into a bowl and walked towards the unconscious man.

In addition to Paimeng, others also followed Bai Qiyun, wanting to see if this thing had any effect.

And Paimon, the greedy cat, took advantage of everyone's inattention and sneaked to the pot, where there was still a lot of food that had not been scooped out.

She picked up the bowl and chopsticks on the side, picked up a thick piece of meat in the pot, and put it into her mouth without caring about burning her mouth.

"Hiss~"

In order not to be noticed by everyone, even though it was a little hot, Paimon could only purse his lips in a low voice, and then swallowed the chewed pieces of meat down his throat and into his stomach with a look of happiness on his face.

Paimon, who hadn't had much breakfast, fully realized what it means to be alive at this moment.

"Come."

The young man lifted the unconscious man's neck, opened his closed mouth, and poured the soup in little by little.

Considering that the other party was still in a coma, Bai Qiyun did not serve too many pieces of meat and vegetables to ensure that there was no danger of his throat getting stuck during eating.

As he kept swallowing, the other party's face became obviously rosy, and the vague and vague chill on his body gradually dissipated.

It seems that the cooking has worked.

After the entire bowl of soup was imported, the other person's body was no different from that of a normal person.

This is the difference between elemental cuisine and medicine. The former works very quickly, but its effect is also very single and can only be used for general elemental problems.

Under the expectation of everyone, the man's eyebrows began to twitch and his face began to express.

After a while, the man's face began to struggle, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

"So cold... so cold..."

The man gritted his teeth and indulged in the nightmare, but at this moment, something seemed to be shaking his body and a voice was calling him.
Chapter completed!