Taking Shelter 4.5K

Yimo lay in the snow, his whole body nearly frozen stiff.

He stopped joking around and used the last of his strength to take out the useful items from this game that hadn't been banned, then tossed them onto the ground.

Spring Summer Autumn Winter Clothes, the Blood-Stained Cotton-Jacket, the Black Cloak, a lighter, and 80,000 Waste Papers.

"Waste paper... but it can start a fire..."

"The food... is inside my clothes..."

"By... the rock wall toward the Red Team Base... dig a hole..."

Before Yimo could finish speaking, he had reached his limit. His strength gave out, and he passed out completely.

Rain Emperor didn't look at the things that had appeared beside him. He immediately grabbed Yimo's hand and felt for his pulse.

It was weak, but at least there was a pulse. Rain Emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no moon or stars, so it was pitch-dark. It was even darker down in the ravine. Snow fell heavily, and visibility was extremely poor.

Rain Emperor was tired too-extremely tired.

But he knew this wasn't the time to rest.

If he stopped, not only Yimo but he himself would freeze to death here.

After the game began, Rain Emperor had gone out to explore the terrain.

He knew that the ravine had no end on either side, and that the gap separating the paths was about a hundred meters wide.

Their first priority now was to find somewhere sheltered from the snow and wind.

Rain Emperor gritted his teeth. He left Yimo where he was for the moment and hurried toward the rock wall on the Red Team Base side.

Yimo's final words hadn't been clear.

But Rain Emperor understood the general idea. Compared to the Green Team Base, where Lucky One and Tianqi's fates