"Teammate"

The airdrop supply crate was glittering.

In the darkness, it was like a blooming Red Spider Lily, deliberately luring the players to rush toward it.

And the NPCs were the deadly stingers growing on its branches.

The Red Team Base's supply crate wasn't very far from the ravine.

Lucky One abandoned the Snowmobile and crossed the ravine through the ice and snow. After a very, very long time, he finally arrived near the Red Team Base's supply crate.

He held his AWP sniper rifle and cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

Having already retrieved an airdrop supply crate once, he could tell that the snow wasn't level, and there were snowdrifts nearby. It was very likely that NPCs were hiding there.

But because of the Special Item, he hadn't taken the initiative to attack those NPCs.

Tianqi had been right.

There was no point in killing NPCs.

The ones who threatened his survival were the players.

Lucky One looked at the two corpses beside the supply crate and said coldly, "Brother Tianqi, you guessed right."

"Sure enough... the players from the Red Team Base all died here."

Muttering to himself, Lucky One was about to open the supply crate and see what was inside.

But just then, a faint plea for help reached his ears. "Help... help me..."

It turned out that one of the Red Team Base's players hadn't quite died.

She was a female player with fiery red hair and a fairly pretty face.

At that moment, she weakly raised a hand covered in frost and touched Lucky One's shoe.

Lucky One was startled at first and quickly backed away two steps.

But when he saw that she was clearly beyond saving, he calmed down instead.

Lucky One walked over, crouched in front of the female player, studied her carefully,