"Damn! We're finally here!"
"Oh shit!"
After another three days of fleeing, the golden door was no longer out of reach, but was truly within sight.
When they entered within a hundred meters of the door, the red ants stopped attacking and did not approach, instead burrowing into the sand one by one.
After days and nights of escaping death, they finally saw hope. Exhausted and weak, they collapsed to the ground, looking at each other and then smiling silently.
"I thought..." Qin Xian touched the rotting flesh on his chest, two lines of tears sliding down his cheeks, "that I would die here..."
"We're lucky, we won't die." Qiao Zhi also choked up a little.
Liu Sangua still maintained some semblance of composure, sitting on the ground instead of collapsing, clutching the jade in his hand, "I've never... ever felt like this before..."
He's been playing games for so many years and has never made a friend.
Feng Yan is one of them.
Now, he feels like he has a few more.
Qin Xian tilted his head and looked at Su Deng, "You know what? Even my mom has never protected me like this..."
There was a two-second pause.
Su Deng sat up cross-legged and looked at him, then chuckled, "If you want, you can call me Mom. I don't mind. I don't think Su Muye would mind having another brother either."
Qin Xian: "...Go to hell..."
The word "death" was on the tip of his tongue, but after circling around it, he swallowed it back down.
He was both crying and laughing. "Don't think you can get away with not returning my points this way. I'll remember this forever."
"Why are you so greedy for money?" Qiao Zhi chuckled.
"It's none of your business."
"I've never heard of you, Lingjing, before."
"It's your loss if you don't know a handsome guy like me..."
"..."
They chatted and laughed, occasionally exchanging a few words.
Liu Sangua watched them silently without saying a word, but a gentle smile appeared on her beautiful, androgynous face beneath the veil.
He was the vice president of the Eight Gods Guild. After the president died, he did not take over the position. Moreover, his game level already had the authority to redeem time, so he no longer had to abide by the rule of entering the game within seven days.
Therefore, in the years since he gained a glimpse into the game world, he has occasionally stayed in the Eight Gods' Palace and occasionally in the game world of retirement, rarely interacting with other players, let alone forming teams.
As a new world was created and a new player entered the game world, the jade pendant lit up, and he performed a divination.
Pointing to Su Deng.
There was indeed a purpose at the beginning.
But now, it's not bad to become friends and work hard for a common goal.
After thinking for a moment, he still reminded them, "The team competition requires clearing ninety-nine world dungeons to win, and this is only the third one. We are still far from victory."
“But we will definitely win.” Su Deng looked at him, her dark eyes clear and resolute, and smiled slightly. “Won’t we?”
"Hehe..." Liu Sangua chuckled softly, "Yes."
Su Muye looked at the group of them, her little face contorted in a grimace.
He never actually saw these people again in the future!
Did he change history, or are all these people dead?
*
No one can predict what the next world will be like without any hints. With the ant crisis gone and the door right behind them, the group rested here, keeping their health above 60, before setting off.
Su Deng took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and saw a vast expanse of white outside.
Let's go.
To avoid being teleported away, the group went in hand in hand.
As soon as you step inside, a bone-chilling cold comes from all directions, making everyone instinctively hug their arms and shiver.
[Welcome to the [Godslayer] team for being the first to clear "Crimson Desert"! Reward: 1000 Team Tournament Points]
[Welcome to the world of Ice Age! Defeat the world boss, obtain the seven-colored flower he guards, and keep your health above 40 to complete the game.]
One second it's a scorching desert, the next it's a freezing glacier.
A world of extremes.
Qin Xian, trembling, started cursing again, "You're insane!"
Qiao Zhi had run out of points to change clothes. She was shivering, her thin clothes covered in ice. "This is just the beginning. The first few levels are already like this. What will happen later..."
If things continue like this, it's uncertain whether even 100 people will survive in the end.
Having achieved an achievement in the Su Deng Desert, I still had over two thousand shopping points, which I used to redeem a winter coat in the mall.
A winter coat costs 680 points.
not enough.
"I'll do it." Liu Sangua exchanged the remaining items.
Over the years, he hasn't accumulated enough god-level materials to last any longer, nor has he been interested in farming them, but he's still done a lot of dungeons.
He had no desires or wants, always wore the same outfit, and didn't eat or drink much, yet he had accumulated quite a few points.
So-so, but enough to be the richest man in the spiritual realm.
Thinking about this, Liu Sangua suddenly remembered something and looked at Su Deng, "You should still have at least fifty divine-level materials, right?"
Su Deng nodded. "What's wrong?"
Liu Sangua paused, "I have forty-eight more here. If you make a wish..."
"Liu Sangua." Before he could finish speaking, Su Deng knew what he meant and interrupted, "I don't need to do that."
She only speculated about those things concerning the Divine Court; she had no evidence.
If the god's target is truly her, even if she obtains a hundred god-level materials, she probably won't be able to make her wish.
From now on, she will rely on herself and will not need this kind of help.
Liu Sangua had this idea more than once. He had thought that Su Deng would refuse, but he had never mentioned it before. Now that he brought it up, the answer was exactly what he expected.
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