It was the seventh day of the game.
In a certain urban area, the city was now blanketed in white. Hardly a living soul could be seen outside; the trees along the streets and alleys had been chopped down to the last stump, and even the common flowers and grass had been stripped away, leaving the entire city gray, desolate, and lonely.
Cui Xuanzhou, Cui Xiangyu, and their group were hiding in a villa. Although their Constitution stats were around two or three hundred, they still found the extreme cold of minus two hundred degrees difficult to endure. Several large fires burned within the Ice House. Fortunately, they had stockpiled plenty of coal beforehand, and they had two people with Wood Ability stimulating branch growth every day; otherwise, they would have struggled to survive in such harsh weather.
"Actually, this Resurrection Match is quite simple. Aside from the cold, there's no other danger. We aren't short on coal or wood, so as long as we stay hidden here and hold out for another two days, we'll clear the game successfully. This is much easier than constantly running for our lives like before."
"With over nine million players participating in the Resurrection Match, a fair number should survive, right? It won't have been in vain, given all the trouble My Lady went through."
"Hard to say. Those residential buildings across the way are fighting and killing each other every day over supplies. They've even resorted to drinking human blood because of the water shortage. They're just about finished."
"Do you think the final outcome for this planet will be that everyone freezes to death, turning it into a dead star that crumbles into dust?"
"..."
Cui Xiangyu felt deep regret, staring at his phone as he watched videos. "If my legs