As the sun overhead grew ever more scorching, two more Players returned from the sandstorm to the small temporary camp.
One of them had distinctly Western features: a high nose bridge, deeply defined yet gentle facial contours, and dark blue eyes that always carried a mild warmth.
This Player was also the temporary captain of the seven-person team, an Elite Player from the S-rank Highest-Tier Station and an important member of the Blood Cross Society—West Pavilion Gardener.
—Even Ye Ming, as unruly as he was, showed West Pavilion Gardener sufficient respect.
West Pavilion Gardener was the backbone of this seven-person team.
As for the female Player who had returned with him, she looked sickly and utterly unconcerned with anything else. She seemed half a beat slower in everything she did, was petite in stature, and had a rather distinctive head of green hair. She was even a head shorter than Wan Ci, the shortest person in the team.
Player ID—[A Lu].
The first thing she did after returning to the campsite was weave herself a hammock from vines. Then, she lay down lazily in it, covering her forehead with one hand.
Apparently somewhat irritated by the scorching sun, she casually waved her hand.
With that motion, green vines rose from beneath the yellow sand. In just a few moments, they formed a hall made entirely of green vines, blocking out the harsh sunlight and blowing sand outside.
A round table stood in the center of the Vine Hall, with several green chairs woven from vines placed around it.
After finishing all that, she somehow pulled out a sign and set it up in front of herself, then lay in the hammock and fell asleep with the back of her hand covering her eyes.
[Resting. Do not disturb.]
The others seemed