"No, get up and get to work." Shi Jinzhe changed the subject and stood up abruptly.

Then Sheikh pushed him back down.

"Maintaining your condition with skills is the same as drinking coffee to keep yourself going. Forcing yourself to stay mentally sharp is just draining your body. You should take a nap to replenish your energy first, don't rush it."

Yan Ruoying said, "Yes, anyway, we won't be number one anymore, so it doesn't matter what place we are ranked. Besides, it's just a phase, and it's more important to conserve our energy."

Shekh nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Time was running out, and I was speechless.

He was surprised to find the game's matchmaking system so amazing.

Besides Yan Ruoying, Pu Sheng also chimed in, saying, "Hey, boss, don't worry about us getting anxious. We know our own limitations. First of all, getting anxious won't help. Let's just go to sleep."

Shi Jinzhe: "..."

He wasn't afraid of them being anxious; he wanted those four thousand points.

He only has less than 40,000 points left. The game is so stingy, the consumption far exceeds the income, and he has no idea how much he can spend these points.

Shi Jinzhe earnestly asked Shehe, "Don't you want these four thousand points?"

I'd rather you get some rest.

Shekh bent down and entered the tent, sat down, and poked his head out to ask him, "Are you coming in? If not, I'll close it."

"……Enter."

Sheh made half the space, waited for Shi Jin to come in, then zipped up his pants and forced him to lie down and sleep.

Only Yan Ruoying and Pusheng remained outside. They exchanged a glance, and Yan Ruoying spoke first, "You should go in and sleep too. I'm lucky, so I won't be in too much danger by myself. Just treat me as a mascot, and you guys can protect me from behind."

Pu Sheng was speechless at the word "mascot" and admired her for her accurate self-positioning.

"Then I'll open the curtain halfway, and you can call out if you need anything."

Yan Ruoying gave an OK sign, added some firewood, and kept watch alone through the night.

The night was calm and peaceful. As dawn broke, the people in both tents woke up.

While the others were eating, Yan Ruoying took a nap in the tent.

Having finally calmed down, Ji Hui peeled an apple for himself and took a bite; it was incredibly crisp.

As he ate, he said, "Among the first group to enter the city, as long as there are no fools, they wouldn't have made any rash moves last night, and their progress wouldn't be too far behind. Resting was the right thing to do."

Pu Sheng: "What if there's a fool among them?"

Ji Hui: "If there are fools, then there's even less to fear."

Pu Sheng: "Then I hope the other camps are full of idiots."

Shi Jinzhe: "...You guys have a really good attitude."

"It's not that we're relaxed, it's just that you all feel too safe and can't get nervous."

Ji Hui was one of the first players to join Shi Jinzheshehe and had his own assessment of their strength. Holding an apple core, he said, "Your strength is definitely top-tier among advanced players. With the added bonus of the lucky card, I have a lot of confidence in our faction, so there's really no rush."

He understood why Shi Jinzhe was in such a hurry. In dungeons with speed-run mechanics, the more capable a person was, the more possibilities they could come up with. Because they were afraid of unexpected events, they wanted to finish everything as quickly as possible.

Ji Hui said, "Unless one of the other eight camps has a three-character or two-character lucky card, we are very safe."

Shi Jinzhe understood that these few lazy people were because he and Shekh were too reliable.

However, Ji Hui's words also make sense. If a lucky two-character card is lost, the owner of a three-character card is in the same world as him, which is indeed a sure thing.

Thinking about it this way, the four-character card is also in the same world, so their zone is pretty lucky.

Shi Jinzhe, having come to terms with it, reached out and took Shehe's arm, saying, "I feel safe; I'll rely on you from now on."

No one is as reliable as his wife.

Shekh closed his eyes and tried to twitch his arm, but couldn't.

"If you rely on me, who else can I rely on..."

"You don't need to rely on others; you are the pillar of strength."

Shekh ignored the second half of his sentence: "Why would I need you if I don't need to rely on anyone? I can manage on my own."

"No, I'll die without you."

"Then get up." He slumped his head onto her shoulder; it felt strangely heavy. Didn't he have any sense of his own weight?

Shi Jinzhe reluctantly got up, hearing Pu Sheng's assessment of him, "No wonder everyone on the forum says you're a gigolo..."

That was a close-range ultimate move, but...

"You'd do the same even if you had a wife."

He felt no shame whatsoever.

Ke Pusheng felt ashamed and could only remain silent.

...

On the morning of the third day, the five of them walked along the white wall for several more hours.

At noon, they discovered that the wall curved, revealing a winding path. The group followed the path, and soon after, Shekh heard human voices from afar.

As they approached, they saw four men in gray robes standing guard at the entrance of a passageway, idly playing cards.

They were very silent, playing and shuffling cards in slow motion, seemingly to avoid making any noise, yet their desire to pass the time created a contradictory situation.

Shekh looked them over. The four men were all around forty or fifty years old, with deep wrinkles on their faces, large, shiny knuckles, and thin layers of skin covering their bones. They looked like people who did a lot of manual labor.

They stood in front of a small opening, a narrow passage that, judging by its appearance, could only allow one adult to pass through at a time.

Soon, the four men in robes also noticed them, stood up warily, and took out their spears from the passageway.

The bearded leader raised his spear and shouted, "Are you from the west?"

"It's not your place to ask, get out of the way!"

Shi Jinzhe tidied the clothes and put them on the shelf first. "There are people here you can't afford to offend. Think of yourself, don't meddle in other people's business, just do what you're supposed to do."

He spoke with certainty as he walked inside.

When it comes to bluffing, whoever is more righteous wins.

The bearded man was indeed taken aback by what he said, and upon looking at him, he did indeed seem to be a person of status and position.

Hmm... the more I look at it, the more it resembles someone; it seems like someone I shouldn't offend.

At this moment, a tall, thin man next to him reminded him, "Their clothes are different from ours, they must be from the west. We can't let them in, or we'll be dead if they're discovered."

"Ah, right!"

Upon hearing the mention of death, the bearded man turned around abruptly and ordered the other three, "Stop them! They can't enter the city!"

"Close your eyes."

Shekh's gaze locked onto all four of them at the same time, and before they could move, their bodies were all frozen in place.

But it is not petrified.

Her gaze fell on Pu Sheng at the back of the line.

He chuckled twice, picked up a white talisman between his fingers, and said, "...I told you yesterday that I know a few random things. Let's hurry up and leave, or my immobilization talisman will expire."

After saying that, he stepped past the person in front and became the first one to enter the passage.

Seeing this, Shekh looked at him questioningly: Shouldn't he be pretending to be naive and innocent to hide his shortcomings?