In the vast expanse of white snow, Hu Feifei had stepped only on the spot where that face lay. 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 handle them without screaming.
Yet this corpse made both Wu Tiansheng and Hu Feifei look extremely grim.
If not for the White Mask hiding his face, Qin Manjiang 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 said nothing, taking a step back and looking at the two of them.
"I'm not a ghost."
Odd as it was to say that, Wu Tiansheng still felt he needed to make it clear.
"Then who's he?" Hu Feifei asked, pointing at the "corpse" buried in the snow with only its face exposed.
It was a deeply unsettling sight: one person standing beside them, and an identical corpse 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 corpse is dehydrated. It's completely mummified."
Hu Feifei nodded instinctively. That was true.
Qin Manjiang agreed with Wu Tiansheng's assessment as well. He approached the corpse and crouched down to examine it carefully.
Indeed, judging by its condition, this corpse 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, standing up and addressing Hu Feifei and