"Really?"
"Then let's watch it together!"
The black twitching points in the live broadcast screen disappeared, the refreshed screen flashed, and some snow noise faded away.
[Game Tips! Live broadcast is recovering!]
[10! 9! 8! …3! …2! …1!]
In the virtual game, the sun sets in the west, and the golden afterglow spreads across the distant horizon.
The lion and the lamb held hands tightly, their warm palms holding each other, and walked on the soil that was not metal.
A gentle breeze blows through the treetops, and the wild flowers growing in the jungle waft over with a faint fragrance.
Hearing the prompt tone, the hand finally let go.
[Ahhhhh!! The screen is finally back!]
[Have they started setting up the tent?]
Today's camping site is on a plain away from tall trees, with only bushes not far away.
The tent has been set up.
The lamb and the rabbit are cooking food.
The food they collected along the way was abundant and plentiful. According to their appetite, the reserves were enough to last for two days.
Except that the water supply was not sufficient, but they collected a lot of rainwater for heating.
On the iron plate, the lamb was spreading sweet stalks, which were food for him and the rabbit.
The lion and the hawk were stewing meat and scallops in a pot set up nearby. That was the meat food allocated to them by the game.
In order to train players' ability to survive in the wild, most of the food provided is raw.
[Wow! Watching live broadcasts late at night makes me hungry!]
[Bu Qingren is really good at cooking!]
The freshly dug tender and sweet stalks of the Tibetan antelope were fried until the skin was golden brown, and the crisp sound of the little rabbit chewing them could be heard by the audience through the screen.
The barrage of comments about herbivorous races has flooded the screen:
[Give me one too!]
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