Rustle, rustle.
Deep in the Great Snow Mountain.
Surrounding them was a vast expanse of whiteness, mountains stacked upon mountains in the distance.
Having crossed the teleportation array, the pioneering blacksmith, Food God, stared at the environment, stunned for a moment: "The developers really are getting cheaper."
"What do you mean?" Shao Chaikun also crossed through the teleportation array.
Food God said, "This tomb's environment is the same as last time, all just snowy mountains, probably just changed the textures, the environment hasn't changed at all."
Shao Chaikun was taken aback.
Wasn't the tomb environment always deep in the mountains?
Now everything's covered in snow, they kind of all look the same!
But if Food God insists on analyzing the production budget like that, it seems there's no problem.
"If I had money, I'd set my tomb in water, inside a volcano, in the mud, in the sky—just to mix it up a bit."
"Afraid all these texture-type tomb bosses are repeats?"
