"This...is this...the updated...disaster world?" Even though he was out of breath, Mao Liu was still babbling on and on.
Pan Peng was sensitive to heat, and at this moment he was so hot that his eyes were rolling back in his head, and he couldn't hear what Mao Liu was saying at all.
Xiao Jin crossed her arms and looked at the empty swimming pool next to her—it was time to put it to use!
I don't know how the lab managed to do it, but a few people came down with a trolley carrying a stack of metal plates, each about one square meter in size.
The group of people put the boards on the ground and pieced them together. In less than ten minutes, they had made the swimming pool that Xiao Jin wanted. The key was that there were no gaps at the joints, and it wouldn't leak when water was poured over it.
Xiao Jin didn't let them put water in; instead, she left the pool empty.
Until now.
Xiao Jin walked to the pool, waved his hand, and the ice he had collected in the far north appeared in the pool.
Mao Liu felt a slight chill and thought he was dreaming. Was he so hot that his brain wasn't working properly?
He groggily opened his eyes and saw an overwhelming chill in front of him.
"Holy crap!" he exclaimed, sitting up in shock from his deathbed.
Only after looking closely did Mao Liu realize that this was how the ice was used.
The interplay of hot and cold caused the ice, which had remained frozen for years, to slowly melt, taking with it the scorching heat inside the room.
Ten minutes later, the indoor temperature dropped to 60 degrees Celsius, and Pan Peng and the others finally felt alive again.
Slumped to the ground, leaning against the ice, Pan Peng didn't even have time to think about how such a large pile of ice was stored in the space. He said to Xiao Jin with a mournful face.
"Boss, why didn't you use such a good method sooner? I almost turned into a dried-up corpse."
Xu Qing slowly drank the lightly salted water: "If you use it earlier, you won't be able to tolerate high temperatures at all. The ice will melt sooner or later, and your body won't be able to withstand the sudden increase in temperature."
“That’s right, you should take this time to recover your strength. I wonder how long the ice in the boss’s space can last.” Mao Liu walked over with a towel in his hand, and he wiped his body with ice water.
That night, Xiao Jin and the others sat on the ground around the pool. When the water melted, they added ice. When the pool was full, Xiao Jin would put the cooled water into his space, and so on.
Even so, it did not stop the temperature from continuing to rise.
Xiao Jin waited for Jian Sen to arrive.
Before she left, she told Jensen that if he really couldn't hold on any longer, he could come to her in the lab.
But Jensen did not appear.
There wasn't enough ice left in the pool, so Xiao Jin simply put it in the warehouse. In the last two hours, the group just sat on the ice.
The temperature fluctuated between hot and cold, the thermometer had long since exploded, and Xiao Jin's protective scale armor suit had also become useless.
At some point, Mao Liu and the others fell silent, and Xiao Jin's consciousness became somewhat hazy. She lay slumped on the ice, her only movement being to occasionally take out ice.
The air was thick with rising steam, and a suffocating heat constantly enveloped my nostrils. In a daze, a blinding light appeared, and I heard a familiar mechanical voice.
[Ding—Congratulations, player, you have succeeded...]
Xiao Jin couldn't hear what was being said anymore, but after feeling the sudden chill around her, she instinctively uttered a few words.
His chapped lips parted slightly: "System...heal." After saying that, Xiao Jin's head tilted to the side, and his consciousness instantly sank.
[Ding—Points deducted, begin healing the player]
After Xiao Jin recovered, she did not wake up, but instead lay on the carpet and fell into a deep sleep.
She was woken up by the incessant notification sounds in her ears.
Slowly opening her eyes, Xiao Jin saw the familiar carriage ceiling. The train swayed gently on the tracks, and Xiao Jin sat up, feeling completely refreshed.
I glanced at the time and realized I had slept for a full day and night. No wonder there were so many messages piling up in the backend.
What woke Xiao Jin was a private message from Mao Liu and others.
She said she fell asleep after her treatment, not that she didn't want to reply to their messages.
Mao Liu sent a pitiful emoji.
[Mao Liu: It's alright, it's alright. I thought you were annoyed that we were a burden to you, but I only woke up recently myself.]
[Xu Qing: Thanks. If it weren't for you, we probably wouldn't have made it back this time.]
His tone was unusually awkward. Xu Qing had always thought Xiao Jin was unreliable. But now he understood; Xiao Jin truly lived up to his reputation.
Xiao Jin: You're too kind.
Xu Qing: ...Let's collaborate sometime.
Pan Peng sent a greeting message, seemingly feeling that he was not worthy to talk about friendship with the big shot, and he wisely did not come over to bother him.
At this moment, Mao Liu sent another message.
[Mao Liu: Boss, did you notice the number of players?]
Upon seeing this, Xiao Jin glanced upwards, and her pupils suddenly contracted.
[Mao Liu: Sigh~ You saw that! This damn game really doesn't treat us like human beings. A full 1.5 billion people, just gone like that...]
After that, Mao Liu didn't say anything more.
Xiao Jin lowered her eyes.
After the update, players finally understood what the beginner phase was like.
First, the new battle royale world gave players a shock, and then the Cataclysm world caused a significant loss of players.
To be honest, given the temperature in the following hours, if Xiao Jin hadn't had enough ice, she definitely wouldn't have survived. Even if she hadn't died, she would probably have been barely clinging to life.
After washing up and changing his clothes, Xiao Jin sat on the sofa, wiping the knife while deep in thought.
Although Shattered Shadow only appeared once in this world, maintaining the weapon was Xiao Jin's habit. In her view, this was a process of getting used to it, which could not be omitted.
Xiao Jin gently slid the cloth in her hand across the blade.
Such a large-scale death seems like the system is filtering out the population. Earth has a large population, but it's a mixed bag; it needs elite players, so those small pebbles mixed in with the crowd need to be sifted out.
Thinking of this, Xiao Jin paused.
One world is certainly not enough; with the passage of time, the next world will likely be another world with high casualties.
In the extreme heat disaster, players have no way to earn points. Some players who were lucky enough to survive in the previous ones are probably all dead this time.
Others didn't earn many points, but they must have spent a lot of points buying items and spinning the wheel.
Therefore, the next world will be a second selection process for the remaining so-called 'elites'.
After figuring it out, Xiao Jin had no choice but to deal with whatever came her way. She figured her chances of survival were higher than others, so she simply sent her guess to Mao Liu.
Whether he believes it or not is up to him.
I checked the system messages.
This extreme heat world was uneventful, except for encountering a team side quest in the middle, and there were basically no rewards.
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