In Year 118 of the Star Dome Calendar, as the *Honey Mist Gear* entered the orbit of the Ice-Fire Galaxy, numb-spicy frost flowers immediately formed over the portholes. Chen Feng tapped the glass with a wrench. As the frost cracked, it actually gave off the aroma of Sichuan peppercorns. "Su Yuhan, why does the cold air in this place smell just like the numb-spicy pickled cabbage my mother used to make?"
"Captain! Detecting conflicting ice and fire energy!" Su Yuhan's voice came through accompanied by the chattering of her teeth. "The Absolute Zero waves of the Ice Clan are freezing and cracking the magma cannons of the Spicy Clan, but the Spicy Clan's volcanic ash... is scalding the ice sheets into hot pot!"
Liu Ruyan suddenly pressed her face against the observation screen, her nose instantly sticking to it. "Oh my god! The Ice Clan is using popsicles as shells, and the Spicy Clan is using hot pot broth as shields—are they trying to make interstellar iced hot pot?!"
Chapter 221