As the days passed, Ye Lin remained as steady as an old dog. His daily routine consisted of hunting everywhere, occasionally looking up at the golden ranking board overhead and checking its standings.
His position at number one stood immovable, while the second-place score had already reached a terrifying 330,000.
Ye Lin's own score had long since reached 1.5 million.
By this point, some clever people had emerged.
Since they had no hope of killing Half-Step Golden Immortal savage beasts, they might as well work hard to secure their rankings.
There were only four of those savage beasts in total. Even if they had no hope themselves, as long as they put in the effort, fifth place would be firmly theirs.
As for those who abandoned such petty gains and insisted on fighting the savage beasts head-on, they were relying entirely on luck.
Rather than relying on that illusory, intangible luck, it was better to honestly build up their points through steady accumulation.
As time passed, only the final three days remained.
Once those three days ended, the game would be over.
The teleportation array would officially open on the fourth day.
All they could do was seize this opportunity—their only opportunity.
Across the entire continent, if anyone was the most leisurely, it was undoubtedly Ye Lin.
At that moment, Ye Lin was sitting cross-legged in a cave, his eyes closed as he regulated his breathing.
He had already stopped hunting. Setting aside that 1 million-point lead, his score was still nearly over 100,000 points ahead of second place.
Such an enormous gap could not possibly be closed in three days.
Unless second place could kill two Half-Step Golden Immortal savage beasts in succession.
Without a doubt, that was utterly impossible. Absolutely impossible.
The first day passed, leaving only the