As she turned, she hesitated for a moment. Only when the others frowned and urged her did she pull Qin Mubai back.
She kept glancing back, looking unwilling yet helpless.
But the six people didn’t notice. Ten meters away from the supply box, a smile appeared on her face—gentle but with a hint of coldness.
Wanting the box wouldn't be easy. Just don’t regret it.
The group decided to open the box quickly and divide the supplies before other players arrived.
Everyone remembered the system’s warning, but there was no time to worry.
Even if it wasn’t supplies, it should be something useful.
He Miao felt something was off. The others hadn’t seen the two of them and thought they were too scared to fight, but she knew their strength. They wouldn’t just give up the supply box.
“Don’t open it!” He Miao warned.
Unfortunately, no one listened.
She didn’t reveal her status as an S-level player, so her voice didn’t carry much weight in the team.
The sealed box was opened.
“Ah—”
The nearest player screamed.
A thin white thread shot out from the box, wrapping around his neck in an instant.
The thread looked like it would snap easily but was surprisingly strong—it couldn’t be cut.
The incident happened so fast. In just seconds, the player was lifted into the air by the thread, his face turning red as he struggled. The more he fought, the tighter the thread became, until he stopped moving.
Blood dripped from him, staining the thread and disappearing into the ground.
Inside the box wasn’t supplies, but a giant black spider monster. Its back had patterns that looked like a pained human face, and it had six pairs of eyes watching everyone.
The spider quickly wrapped the body in silk, turning it into a cocoon.
The giant spider wasn’t satisfied with just one kill. It sent white threads flying, piercing through another player’s throat, killing him instantly.
In less than a minute, the six-member team was down to four. If they didn’t run, they would surely die.
He Miao didn’t hold back anymore. She took out a dagger and used a tree for cover to avoid the threads. She looked at Ye Nianchu and Qin Mubai not far away.
Those two had already sensed something was wrong with the supply box.
The giant spider jumped, landing behind Ye Nianchu, who was still too close. Both she and Qin Mubai dodged to the sides.
Ye Nianchu sighed in frustration. She thought she had left first, so why was she still in danger? Did she not deserve the supply box but only to be chased by a boss?
The supply box contained points, not just supplies.
Was this really not a blind box game?
Ye Nianchu glanced at the cocoons. The spider’s shell was hard, and the silk could be toxic—just a little contact could trap someone.
Getting those points wouldn’t be easy.
And He Miao was still there; she might try to steal kills or take advantage.
The face spider chose to charge at Ye Nianchu, while Qin Mubai was blocked by the silk.
With dense leaves and vines around, Ye Nianchu quickly ran to a nearby tree, using it to jump up. The spider crashed into the tree trunk.
Holding her dagger tightly, Ye Nianchu aimed for the spider’s head and struck down hard.
But she didn’t injure the spider; instead, the impact almost knocked the dagger from her hands.