Above the desolate snowfield, dark shadows descended on the ground. The new recruits wearing winter clothes quickly packed their equipment and hurriedly set off along the route on the map.

At the corner of the mountain range, the brother and sister Su Yuan and Su Zhe, who landed nearby, reunited with Ding Chongfeng and Fang Mo.

"It's really cold in this damn place."

Su Zhe rubbed his arms and exhaled a breath of hot air, following closely behind Su Yuan and others.

"It's still good here. Once we get a little higher in altitude, the temperature will be shockingly low." Ding Chongfeng replied, "Add to that the increasingly thin air concentration and the fatigue after a long journey, and the human body will soon be pushed to its limit...M..

Now, while our physical strength is still relatively intact, we should speed up as much as possible. After all, we don’t know the position of everyone else. If we fall behind the main group without realizing it, we will be at risk of being eliminated.”

"Ding Chongfeng is right." Fang Mo nodded slightly. "We have just landed. Everyone's morale is at its highest. Everyone will definitely try their best to rush forward. If we still hold back our strength, we might be eliminated in the first stage."

"Where are Zhenzhen and Lu Baoyou?"

"When Zhenzhen was parachuting, he followed the main group to land in another place. Lu Baoyou... he must have rushed to the front by himself." Fang Mo sighed.

"Let's get going quickly. This first section of the snowfield is probably the easiest of the entire journey. We just need to cross it on foot. We should try to cross the snowfield and frozen lake within one day. This way, we will definitely not be eliminated."

Ding Chongfeng took a step forward.

Fang Mo and Su Yuan followed closely behind.

After taking two steps, Fang Mo seemed to have noticed something. He stopped and turned around, only to see Su Zhe still standing there alone, not moving.

"Su Zhe?"

"I've thought about it carefully, and I think we still can't go together." Su Zhe said solemnly, "I have a very clear understanding of my own physical fitness. Each of the three of you has the ability to complete the journey... but I can't.

With my crappy physique, I can only last a day or two at most, and then I will be exhausted like a dead dog crawling in the snow. If we walk together, you will definitely slow down and wait for me, and then I will become a burden to you."

Fang Mo and others looked at each other and shook their heads.

"You are not a burden." Fang Mo said calmly, "When Shangjing City was in turmoil, you chose to stay and save me. Now, there is no way I will abandon you.

Believe it or not, even if the three of us take turns carrying you, we can still carry you up to Kongur Mountain."

Hearing this, Su Zhe smiled, but still waved his hand.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I, Su Zhe, still have to keep some dignity...you guys go now."

Seeing Fang Mo and the other two still standing there, Su Zhe frowned slightly.

He simply sat down on the snowy plain.

"If you don't leave, I'll just sit here and not move. I'm going to be eliminated anyway. There's no difference between being eliminated on the first night and being eliminated later."

Seeing that Su Zhe was determined to fight to the end, Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng looked embarrassed.

"Don't worry about him."

Sister Su Yuan glanced at him, turned around expressionlessly, dragged Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng, walked away, and said lightly, "He can't do anything by himself, don't drag others down... Let's go."

Fang Mo and Ding Chongfeng were dragged away by Su Yuan. They looked at each other with complicated expressions in their eyes.

As the three people left, Su Zhe was left sitting alone on the ground in the snow.

An unknown amount of time had passed, until he could no longer see their figures. Su Zhe smiled helplessly, stood up shakily from where he was, brushed off the dust on his body, and walked forward with big strides.

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On top of a high mountain cliff.

Lin Qiye looked at the endless snow fields around him and seemed a little bored.

The third section of the route he was in charge of was still quite a distance from where the recruits landed. Whether using his eyesight or mental power, he could not detect the situation at the front end. However, since Jiang Er, who was in charge of the first section of the route, did not send out any message, it meant that everything was normal.

He slowly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into the Gods' Mental Hospital.

Hospital.

The midday sun shone on the spacious and clean hospital. The nurses downstairs were busy preparing lunch. Leishou Lai Fu was lying on the roof of the ward and yawned lazily.

It rested its head on its furry paws, closed its eyes comfortably, and prepared to start its wonderful nap time.

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind it.

Lai Fu's cat hair suddenly stood up, and before he could start discharging electricity, a hand had grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air.

Lai Fu turned around in fear and saw a cold monkey face.

Sun Wukong was wrapped in the tattered cassock and holding Lai Fu's neck with one hand. This pseudo-god-level spirit of the Eight-foot Mirror was like a powerless kitten at this moment, and was caught in the air by him at will.

"Meow--!!"

Lai Fu struggled violently.

"Don't shout." Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes and spoke lightly.

Lai Fu quickly closed his mouth and looked at Sun Wukong innocently, with horror written all over his face.

"Let me ask you, you've been lying there for so long, have you seen where Braki is hiding?" Sun Wukong said coldly.

Lai Fu was stunned, recalled for a while, and shook his head quickly.

Sun Wukong let out a click of his tongue and threw Lai Fu aside. The nimble cat lightly touched the top floor of the ward and quickly fled the scene, as if it was avoiding some plague god.

Sun Wukong frowned, looked across the huge hospital, and lowered his head in thought.

A moment later, a figure walked up the stairs and slowly came to his side.

Gilgamesh, wearing the gray cloth that looked like a royal robe, stood on the roof of the hospital building. He looked down upon everything under his feet, and seemed a little displeased.

"There's nothing in the kitchen either."

"The hospital is so small, he can't get anywhere." Sun Wukong said calmly, "With him away, the battle is less intense."

"agree."

Gilgamesh nodded slightly. "An epic war always needs some exciting music to set off the atmosphere."

The two of them stood quietly at the highest point of the hospital, searching every corner of the hospital bit by bit, like two hungry wolves looking for prey, exuding a dangerous and terrifying aura.