The dim moonlight spilled down through the branches next to the wooden cabin, and shadows on the ground seemed to twist and move.
The cabin had a very small window. Ye Nianchu carefully opened it a bit and turned on her flashlight, shining it into the bushes behind.
Goodness.
It was full of masks of pain; the original color of the tree trunk was no longer visible.
This was just a small part of what she could see.
People had limited stamina, but these deadly creatures were endless. Without firearms, they couldn’t fight back.
The shelter hadn’t been disturbed, and players camping in the forest were avoiding face spiders. It was uncertain if anyone would come here.
“Sister, go rest,” Qin Mubai said from beside her.
It was late in the night.
“Okay.”
Ye Nianchu handed him the flashlight, bent down, and crawled into the tent, lying on her side and closing her eyes.
Qin Mubai turned his gaze away. When he slept, he curled up like a child, covering his head.
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As dawn approached, Ye Nianchu woke up feeling groggy. She opened her eyes and checked the light in the room to guess the time, rubbing her eyes as she sat up.
“Are the face spiders still in the trees?” she asked Qin Mubai.
“Yes, and there are even more of them now.”
Hearing this, Ye Nianchu glanced outside. The rainforest was becoming increasingly dangerous, and the importance of having shelters was clear.
With a shelter, they could stay safe.
But while it was easy to take a shelter, keeping it was hard.
At the same time, downstream by a small creek, a group of people had run for nearly a night and finally escaped the face spiders, exhausted.
“There shouldn’t be many people on the other side. There’s no one guarding outside the cabin, so it’s easier than Shelter 1.”
They had been to Shelter 1 yesterday, where there was a team of ten players with plenty of supplies. They might not get the shelter but could end up delivering points instead, so they chose to check out Shelter 2 instead.
“Few people, but we can still take the shelter. It might be an S-rank player.”
“So what if it’s an S-rank player? Two fists can’t fight four hands. We can find people to team up with. Do you want to be chased by those spiders? Without a shelter, we’re basically dead.”
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In a corner of the rainforest, intertwined tree roots broke through the ground, and dense leaves blocked the sunlight.
Cocoons wrapped in spider silk were neatly placed in a tree hollow. The outermost cocoon moved slightly at first, then began to shake violently as something inside was about to break free.
The tough spider silk became as fragile as paper and was easily torn apart.
In the hot weather, the bodies inside had started to rot, with a large hole in their bellies, from which black baby spiders poured out.
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On the sixth day of the game, only 45 players remained, including 7 S-rank players.
Qin Mubai was still ranked first, while Ye Nianchu and another player were tied for second.
In one day, more than ten players had been eliminated, including three S-rank players.
Finally, one S-rank player was out.
Many chose to team up to eliminate the biggest threat—the S-rank players.
A team made up of regular players to hunt S-rank players grew stronger quickly.
In a short time, they became a group of about twenty people, half of the remaining players in this round of the game.
Two face spiders appeared near the cabin, both falling from the trees. Ye Nianchu and Qin Mubai worked together to defeat them and earn points.
However, they each only received 10 points this time.
Ye Nianchu examined the dead face spider, noticing it was smaller than the one that had come from the supply box, making it easier to kill.
This boss came out to work before it even grew up.