In the white expanse of snow, only the spot over that face had been stepped on by Hu Feifei. A gust swept the snow away, exposing it.
Normally, corpses were nothing unusual to them. Players who had survived this long at least had the mental fortitude to cope, and would never scream and shout.
This corpse, however, left Wu Tiansheng and Hu Feifei looking extremely grim.
Had his white mask not hidden it, Qin Manjiang's expression would not have looked much better.
Because the face of the corpse on the ground... was Wu Tiansheng's.
Hu Feifei immediately moved to stand with Qin Manjiang.
Wu Tiansheng stepped back without a word and looked at the two of them.
"I'm not a ghost."
Although it was a strange thing to say, Wu Tiansheng felt he still needed to make that clear.
"Then who is he?" Hu Feifei asked, pointing at the "corpse" buried in the snow with only its face exposed.
The sight really did not bode well: one person stood beside them, while an identical corpse lay buried in the snow.
Could Wu Tiansheng have already frozen to death, without realizing he had become a ghost?
Hu Feifei's imagination ran wild.
"I don't know." Wu Tiansheng's reaction was not particularly intense. Frowning, he crouched down and brushed the grains of snow off his "own" corpse's face. "He's been dead for some time. Look, the body's already dehydrated. It's completely mummified."
Hu Feifei nodded instinctively. That was true.
Qin Manjiang also agreed with Wu Tiansheng's assessment. He approached the corpse and crouched down to examine it carefully.
Indeed, judging by the condition of this corpse, it looked nothing like someone who had just frozen to death.
Then who was he?
"The character I'm playing is called A-Si," Wu Tiansheng said to Hu