It was supposed to be a casual game, but the Long March dungeon brought tears to everyone's eye

In the live stream, Kuang Ge's finger hovered in the air.

Although the audience couldn't see what he was doing, the sudden, neurotic grin on his face said it all.

"Brothers, I've figured it out."

While adjusting the comfort of his helmet, Crazy Bro shouted into the microphone.

"This game may be hardcore, but it's still essentially code."

"Since it's code, it has vulnerabilities."

The comments section was flooded with messages.

"Is Crazy Bro doing well again?"

"Who was that crying like a 200-pound child just now?"

"What kind of loopholes could this game have? Unless you're cheating."

"Cheating? I look down on that stuff." Crazy Bro scoffed.

"For survival games like this, the developers usually leave a backdoor in the store to prevent refunds due to excessive difficulty."

"For example, if I recharge 648 yuan, it wouldn't be unreasonable for me to receive a down jacket, right?"

He was just terrified of the cold.

The cold was like prying open the seams of your bones and then pouring ice water in.

But as long as you can spend money, this game is a piece of cake!

Kuang Ge took a deep breath and silently recited in his mind.

"System Shop, now open!"

A pale blue light curtain unfolds in front of you.

Crazy Brother's fingers were already ready to enter the payment password.

But the next second, his smile froze on his face.

[System Shop]

[Current Dungeon: Crimson Expedition - Snow Mountain Chapter]

[Status of Supply Support: Complete Lockdown]

Available for purchase: None

[Hint: You are surrounded by enemy forces, with no supply lines available. All supplies must be obtained through footsteps, manual labor, and relentless pursuit.]

[Current balance: 0 (Even if you have billions, you can't buy half a steamed bun here)]

"I……"

Kuang Ge swallowed back a curse word he was about to utter.

With millions of eyes watching the live stream, he couldn't afford to lose his composure again.

"Fine, you old scoundrel Luo, you're so high and mighty, so great."

Madman gritted his teeth and clicked "Restart" hard.

"You won't let me buy it, huh? Then I'll use my skills!"

"I refuse to believe this snow-capped mountain has no bugs or weaknesses!"

……

The cold wind remained unchanged.

When he opened his eyes again, Brother Kuang was back at the foot of the mountain.

The one-armed squad leader was still standing there, handing over the barley flour mixed with sand.

This time, Kuang Ge didn't waste any words. Before the class monitor could even speak, he snatched the black dumpling and stuffed it into the pocket closest to his skin.

The speed of the movement startled even the NPC class monitor in front of him.

"Walk!"

Kuang Ge roared, no longer needing to be dragged along like last time.

He learned his lesson this time.

He didn't walk in the middle of the group.

As a seasoned open-world player, Kuang Ge knows an ironclad rule.

In this type of linear flow map, designers typically place the strongest obstacles on the main road.

However, at the edges of the map, there are often "windless zones" or "invisible wall dead zones" left out to save modeling resources.

As long as you walk close to the cracks in the rocks on the leeward side of the ridge, you can block most of the wind and snow detection!

"Follow me!" Crazy Brother shouted to the NPC behind him. "This road is a dead end. I know there's a ravine over there, where there's no wind!"

The NPC warriors looked at each other in bewilderment.

Xiao Hu scratched his head and looked at the class monitor.

"Squad leader, has he frozen to death? That's a cliff over there..."

"You guys don't know anything! That's a shrine for exploiting bugs!"

Ignoring everything else, relying on his status as a player who could restart even if he died, Kuang Ge broke away from the main group and rushed towards a sheltered rock wall on the left.

Sure enough, as soon as we entered the shadow of the rock wall, the slashing wind subsided considerably.

Brother Kuang was overjoyed.

"See that, guys! That's game understanding!"

"What bullshit about willpower? As long as you find the right path, it's just a regular mountain climbing simulator!"

He scrambled through the pile of rocks with both hands and feet at incredible speed, leaving the rest of the group behind.

Once you get over this big rock, you can bypass the most terrifying wind gap halfway up the mountain.

Kuang Ge grabbed a protruding rock and pushed hard.

"Click."

A very faint cracking sound rang out, the ice layer broke, and the solid ground beneath Kuang Ge's feet instantly disappeared.

That seemingly solid rock was actually hollow underneath!

Only a thin layer of ice covers the bottomless abyss!

"Holy crap—!"

Crazy Brother suddenly lost his balance and his body slid down uncontrollably.

Below was a vast expanse of white fog, the bottom of which was completely invisible.

This is what he calls the "bug point"—the lack of an invisible wall for protection.

Only real, all-consuming natural traps.

At this critical moment, a rough, large hand suddenly reached out and gripped his ankle tightly.

"pay close attention!!!"

A loud shout exploded overhead.

Kuang Ge looked up in shock and saw that the old squad leader had half his body hanging over the cliff.

The veins on that one arm were bulging, gripping him tightly, its face turning a deep purplish-red.

Behind the old squad leader, Xiao Hu and two other soldiers clung tightly to his waist and legs, like a string of candied hawthorns teetering on the edge of a cliff.

"Pull...pull it up!"

The squad leader squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

With the combined efforts of several people, they managed to pull Brother Kuang back from the brink of death.

Crazy Brother slumped on the snow, panting heavily. His cold sweat instantly froze into ice crystals, stinging his skin.

He stared at the bottomless cliff, his legs trembling.

This time I was truly terrified.

The VR's descent sensation was so realistic, it felt like his heart was about to stop, and his fingers were still trembling.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap landed on Crazy Brother's face.

Crazy Bro was stunned by the beating.

He got attacked by an NPC?

Kuang Ge covered his face and looked up at the old squad leader.

This one-armed man, who had always been gentle and even somewhat humble, giving up his own food rations, now had eyes full of rage.

The old squad leader pointed at the cliff, his finger trembling, from anger.

"Your desire to die is your own business! Don't drag everyone else down with you!"

The old squad leader roared, spitting on Kuang Ge's face, which instantly froze into ice crystals.

"Who told you that's a safe way out? That's a dead end! It's a death trap!"

Kuang Ge opened his mouth, wanting to argue that it was due to gaming experience, but found his throat too dry to make a sound.

As a player being humiliated by an NPC, he would have reacted violently in the past, but now he couldn't muster any anger.

The old squad leader grabbed Crazy Brother by the collar, lifted him off the ground, and forced him to look at the main road covered in snow.

The wind is strong and the snow is heavy there; every step takes a huge price.

But that's the only way.

"You little brat, you better remember this!"

The old squad leader's voice was hoarse, carrying a heavy weight that seemed to pierce through the wind and snow.

There are no shortcuts on this snow-capped mountain.

"No clever tricks will make things easy for you."

"The only way to survive is to tough it out!"

Kuang Ge was stunned again, and the chat in the live stream also paused for a moment.

"There is no other way but to tough it out."

This statement completely overturned their worldview of "treating games like royalty".

They're used to finding walkthroughs, exploiting bugs, and spending money to beat the game.

They thought that as long as they were a little smarter, they could bypass suffering.

But when faced with true history, in that era stained with blood, what shortcuts were there?

That was a path to survival that our ancestors painstakingly forged, step by step, with their own flesh and blood.

Kuang Ge lowered his head, looking at his gloves that were worn out from "exploiting bugs," and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

After all, isn't this just a game?

But Kuang Ge thought of the hand that Xiao Hu had used to fall into the abyss while trying to save him.

Thinking of the black dumplings that Xiao Hu and the others cherished so much, and thinking of how the old squad leader and the others risked their lives to save him.

Even though he knew it was just a game, Kuang Ge's heart still softened in the end.

He couldn't even muster any anger at the slap from the old squad leader.

"Old squad leader...I...I was wrong."

Kuang Ge's voice was very soft, but the old squad leader could hear it amidst the howling wind.

The old squad leader then let go, patted the snow off Kuang Ge's shoulder, and his tone returned to that of a simple and honest man.

"It's good that you know you were wrong."

"Stay close, don't fall behind."

Kuang Ge silently returned to the group and desperately tried to catch up.

He followed in the footsteps left by the old squad leader, step by step.