"Congratulations on being selected by the dungeon. Before you is a survival minigame provided by the dungeon. Based on your physical condition, your chance of survival is approximately 20%. You now have a choice: enter the game portal yourself, or have someone else enter in your place. Please answer within thirty seconds. If no one enters the game portal within thirty seconds, you will be considered to have forfeited. The game will automatically begin for anyone who forfeits." "Please make your choice."
A twenty percent chance of survival—and Xu Huo was the strongest player among them. Every player's heart sank.
The thirty-second countdown began. Brother Ya and the others tensed, quickly pulling themselves together and going on guard.
The driver and the other ordinary people were even more terrified. They could tell that Xu Huo was the only one here who showed them any compassion. If he died first, their only fate would be to die in the other players' places.
"I'll do it!" The husband stepped forward. "I'm volunteering!"
Xu Huo waved him off, selected "Me," and rose, walking calmly into the black vortex.
As the surroundings changed, a blast of cold air struck him first. As a precaution, he expanded his spiritual world the moment he entered and activated My Heart is Gloomy at the same time. But the anticipated ambush never came. Instead, he saw two enormous ice mountains, with himself standing in the gap between their bases.
There seemed to be no danger.
But Xu Huo did not dare let his guard down. As he moved forward, he kept his game items' protection active.
Yet there really was nothing unusual here. Everywhere he looked, there were similar ice mountains. Apart from the low temperature, there was no chaos space, nor any unusual spacetime rays.