Resurrection Match

On the fourth day of the game, the temperature plummeted to minus one hundred degrees Celsius, far exceeding the lowest temperature predicted by experts. Overnight, countless people froze to death without even realizing it.

While people were still heading into the mountains to chop wood yesterday, today, aside from the Ability Players, almost no Natives dared to venture outside.

Looking out, the entire world was nothing but a vast, blinding expanse of white.

The blizzard never ceased, and the snow piled up thicker by the hour. In just one night, the exterior was buried under heavy drifts, sealing the villa's doors and windows shut. It was so cold that one feared their internal organs would freeze solid just by opening their mouth.

The snow on the ground could be left alone, but the snow on the villa's roof could not be ignored; after all, the building's load-bearing capacity was limited, and it would be disastrous if it collapsed under the weight.

The hotel had organized a team to clear the snow from the roof. Ye Zhao wasn't sure how they handled it; Xiao Zhou had sent her a message while she was sleeping, and when she woke up, she saw a note saying she didn't need to lift a finger because they had already finished. What a great teammate.

As for Brother Zhou, he hadn't received a reply after sending his message and felt a bit uneasy, constantly wondering if he had said something offensive yesterday. It was his own presumption—he hadn't even recognized the big shot standing right in front of him!

The weather grew colder, and a mere brazier or campfire was nowhere near enough to resist such extreme cold. Most people had now formed small cliques to huddle together for warmth—of course, the reason they could gather