However, the snake in his arms was awake and wriggling because of the arrival of spring.

Shi Jinzhe stared at the wall lamp that had gone out due to the power outage. In the enclosed, dimly lit space, it was easy to amplify all the senses.

The temperature under the clothes slowly rises with each breath, becoming somewhat humid and warm.

He pulled down the clothes covering him, leaving a ventilation hole for Shekh.

Then he propped his arm up on his forehead and said, "Move up a little, don't rest your head on my waist, it's itchy."

Shekh touched his waist: "Aren't we the same? Why doesn't my waist itch?"

"Because nobody is breathing on your waist."

is that so?

Sher moved his hand from himself back to Shi Jinzhe, smoothing out the wrinkles in his shirt, and then deliberately blew a breath through the clothes.

Beneath the fabric, the skin she was blowing on suddenly tightened and then relaxed, with obvious muscle contractions under her fingertips.

She raised her voice at the end, giving a roundabout "hmm," the sensation feeling like the reaction of her own scales opening and her body surging forward.

Shekh straightened his body and, as if threading a needle, squeezed one leg into the small space formed by Shi Jin's two bent legs.

His slumped back straddled the leg that had been laid flat, then he lowered his head and blew another breath onto the bent back.

Beneath the clothes, the same reaction one would expect from a snake crawling on its belly reappeared.

Schech showed a rare interest in the human body: "Why are you reacting like this? Aren't you human?"

Shi Jinzhe stared intently at her. From his perspective, the scene was even more vulgar than flirting. He lifted Shehe's head:

"Do you know what it's called in human society what you're doing right now?"

I don't want to know.

Shekh knew he was about to start lecturing her on worldly matters again, but what was the point? She wouldn't listen anyway.

"I really like your reaction. Can you show me a few more times?"

Shi Jinzhe tried to pull back her clasped hands, but the space was limited. His hand was pressed against the wall behind him, and Shehe was only pulled up by his upper body.

Shi Jinzhe wanted to tell her to go out first, but then he remembered that he had just promised her not to say such things not long ago.

He pressed his brow; he'd learned his lesson and wasn't so easily fooled anymore.

"Shekh, we're in a survival game now."

“I know it’s safe now, there’s no one around.”

She kept an eye on her surroundings; there wasn't a single person there, not even the one who used ghosts.

Shekh moved an inch closer. "I'm just curious about your body. Do other people react like you do?"

No, not at all.

Regardless of whether others have it or not, they must be given something they don't have.

Shi Jinzhe pulled her other hand back as well, pulling both hands behind his back:

"You should get some sleep. You didn't sleep much before entering the game. If you take a nap, the game will end sooner, and you'll be one step closer to what you want to do."

Shekh looked at him for a while and reluctantly agreed.

She leaned her head over and lay down on Shi Jinzhe's body, closing her eyes to sleep.

Shi Jinzhe counted in his mind until Sheh fell completely asleep, and then his restrained breathing suddenly burst out like a flood bursting its dam.

...

On the other side, Terminal 1.

Jiang Ling, holding the little devil in his hand, said, "You little brat, if I don't keep an eye on you for a moment, you'll cause me trouble, won't you?"

The little devil made two babbling sounds and stammered as he shared with Jiang Yu the fragrant treasure he had discovered.

Hearing him mention taking a bite, Jiang Yi's voice suddenly rose: "You want to eat people? Do you believe I'll eat you? How old are you to want to eat people?"

To quell her anger, she took out a piece of pink chewing gum and popped it into her mouth. Then, with her back to Qi Yuping, she waved her hand and summoned another ghost: "Go tell the people in the orange camp to step up their efforts, everyone step up their efforts!"

The female ghost she summoned stared at Jiang Ziya's mouth and scratched her head.

No matter how she looked at it, she felt that what Jiang Ling said didn't seem like everyone should work harder, but rather that everyone should just lay low.

The female ghost mouthed "Gou?" to her, and after receiving an affirmative look from Jiang Yu, she nodded as if she understood, and left.

Jiang turned around with a smile. The sweet little treasure in the ghost doll's mouth must have something special about it.

The brown-clad group not only includes the blindfolded woman, but the man with her also seems suspicious; it's best to be cautious.

She said to Qi Yuping, "I asked them to put in more effort, but you can see clearly from the mirror that the people on my side are just so-so, they have the will but not the ability."

Qi Yuping smiled but her eyes didn't reach her eyes: "No, the people on your side are quite good at escaping."

"They're just more afraid of dying than the Black faction. I can't force them to charge into battle."

“Being afraid of death is not a good habit in this game. Only by being fearless can you break through the encirclement. You have to teach them this.”

Jiang retorted, "But I don't have the habit of being a teacher, and I can't learn that from you."

Qi Yuping smiled nonchalantly and began fiddling with the mirror in her hand.

The mirror was full of cracks, each piece showing a different scene, but three of them were completely black, reflecting nothing at all.

Two corresponding mirrors disappeared, and another mirror completely lost its sensitivity.

【明镜非台】is an item derived from one's own skills. If someone from the brown faction can achieve this level, they must be a player with two-word skills.

He tapped the lens, transmitting the message into the mirror, instructing them to keep an eye on how the orange camp acted.

The fog delayed dawn, and it wasn't until seven in the morning that a somber gray-blue began to replace the darkness.

At eight o'clock, the dawn finally arrived, illuminating the sky.

The sunshine failed to dispel the chill of early winter; the deserted airport was filled with a cold atmosphere.

[Attention all players, the first resource spawn points will appear at 8:30 AM in the following six locations.]

Shi Jinzhe blinked his dry eyes, mentally located several coordinates, and found that the closest one to him was the waiting hall on this floor.

He nudged Shekh: "Wake up, it's time for work."