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

"Softie!"

Crazy Bro and Hawkeye rushed over almost simultaneously.

She knelt limply in the mud, her lower body completely numb.

Prolonged immersion in cold water eventually broke down his body's defenses.

"Get up...get up..."

Kuang Ge threw down the stick in his hand and tried to pull her away.

But as soon as his hand touched the soft arm, he was burned by the icy touch.

it's too cold.

Ruanruan's current body temperature is probably lower than the mud on the ground.

"I...I can't take it anymore..."

Ruan Ruan raised her head, and her once bright and lively eyes in the live broadcast room were now filled with a deathly grayness.

She tried hard to force a smile to tell her teammates she was okay, but her lips were so stiff they could only twitch slightly.

"Madman...Hawkeye..."

She shakily reached her hands into her bosom, her movements so slow it was heartbreaking.

She unbuttoned her clothes and took out the oilcloth bag that she had been holding to her heart, still warm from her remaining body heat.

"Give……"

Ruan Ruan handed the oilcloth bag to Kuang Ge.

"The match... is dry..."

"I can't walk anymore... I really can't walk anymore..."

"Take it with you... Don't worry about me..."

"I don't want to end up like Xiao Wu... dragging everyone down with him..."

At that moment, the live stream chat exploded with comments.

"No! Hang in there, Ruan Ruan! We've come this far!"

"Waaaaah, she really doesn't want to drag everyone down. She knows that Kuang Ge and the others are already exhausted from carrying the burden."

"Damn it, we've held on this long, why do they have to pull the knife at this moment?"

Kuang Ge looked at the oilcloth bag extended in front of him.

Those were seven matches.

Or, use the remaining six matches.

But it was something that Ruan Ruan was protecting with her life.

If we act rationally, for the sake of the main force and the spark of revolution, abandoning the burden is a necessary choice.

Especially since Crazy Bro is a player, he even knows that this is just a game.

But he looked into Ruan Ruan's eyes.

Those eyes, clearly filled with a thirst for life, yet forcibly extinguished their light so as not to burden their teammates.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

Kuang Ge slapped Ruan Ruan's outstretched hand away.

The oilcloth bag fell into the muddy water, but Kuang Ge quickly scooped it up and stuffed it back into Ruan Ruan's arms.

"Bullshit!"

Kuang Ge roared, the veins on his neck bulging like earthworms.

"Take it, you bastard!"

"Who told you to give this to me? This is a task the class monitor assigned you!"

"Are you a deserter? Trying to shirk your responsibilities before the mission is complete?"

Kuang Ge's eyes were bloodshot.

"We didn't discover Old Li's death in time."

"I was right next to Xiao Wu when he died, but I couldn't catch him."

"Now...you're right in front of me! If you dare to die here..."

Kuang Ge's voice choked up, carrying a hysterical ferocity.

"How am I supposed to play this game anymore?!"

Crazy Bro doesn't want to be a hero.

He's just a gamer who's a shut-in and a streamer who swears a lot.

But he could never forget the way Old Li shielded the pot under his body.

I can't forget the way Xiao Wu raised his hands.

If he can't even protect his comrades in this virtual world, what kind of man is he?

"Come on up!"

Kuang Ge suddenly turned around and half-squatted in front of Ruan Ruan.

"Get on! I'll carry you!"

Hawkeye watched this scene from the side, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He glanced at the enormous cooking pot on Kuang Ge's back; if he were to carry a person weighing over ninety pounds on top of that...

"Brother Kuang, you can't carry him."

Hawkeye calmly pointed out the facts.

"Your stamina bar is already red."

"If you carry her on your back, you'll both sink into the mud."

"Then what do you suggest we do?!" Crazy Brother roared, turning around. "Throw her away?"

Hawkeye paused for a second, then silently handed the old sleeve in his hand to Little Bean next to him.

Then he walked behind Kuang Ge and reached out to untie the rope of the big black pot.

"I'll take the blame," Hawkeye said in a deep voice. "You carry the person."

"You?" Crazy Brother was stunned. "With your small frame, you can carry it?"

Although Hawkeye is a technical player, his stamina is not much better than Softie's.

"We have to carry it even if we can't," Hawkeye gritted his teeth. "It's better than a dead man."

Just as the two were arguing,

A rough, large hand pressed down on Hawkeye's hand as he untied the rope.

The old squad leader quietly returned, looked at Ruan Ruan kneeling on the ground, and then at the two grown men arguing heatedly.

"Give me the pot," the old squad leader said in a deep voice.

"Squad leader?" Crazy Brother and Eagle Eye exclaimed at the same time.

Given the veteran squad leader's condition, having to scout ahead and carry heavy loads at the same time would be too much for him...

"I am the class monitor."

The old squad leader skillfully picked up the rope tied to Kuang Ge's shoulder and hung it on his own shoulder.

In that instant, the old squad leader's body suddenly sank down, his back arching like a bow.

But he quickly straightened up again.

"This pot was originally given to me by Lao Li."

The old squad leader adjusted his breathing, a rhythm unique to those who marched with heavy loads year after year.

"Although I'm an old man with only one hand, my shoulders are still strong."

"Everyone is waiting to eat; we can't throw this pot away."

After saying that, the old squad leader looked at Hawkeye.

"Hawkeye, you're quick-witted and have sharp eyes."

The old squad leader handed the gleaming, worn-out probing stick to Eagle Eye.

"Go ahead and scout the way for me."

Hawkeye, who had intended to stop the old sergeant from carrying the heavy load, stopped talking.

Yes, he can also scout ahead!

Hawkeye looked at the heavy wooden stick in his hand and felt that it was both light and heavy.

If the leader takes one wrong step, the whole class will fall into a quagmire.

The scout's task seemed easy, but it was actually a testament to the veteran squad leader's trust in him!

Hawkeye gripped the stick tightly and nodded heavily.

"yes!"

"Crazy kid, carry him on your back," the old squad leader ordered.

"yes!"

Without another word, Kuang Ge pulled Ruan Ruan onto his back.

The weight of several dozen kilograms made his legs tremble.

But without the swaying of that big pot, he actually felt much more stable on his feet.

"Hold on tight!" Madman growled. "Don't fall asleep!"

"Sing me a song! Sing anything, anything!"

Meanwhile, a video was going viral across the internet.

"Salted Fish Sauce" has released another video with a highly provocative title—

Don't let Crazy Bro and his friends lead you astray! A beginner's guide to clearing the Snow Mountain chapter—find the right method and you're good to go!

In the video, Salty Fish Sauce, with his greasy hair and powdered face, is explaining his "god-level operation" with spittle flying everywhere.

In the video, his team is seen marching on a snow-capped mountain.

But unlike the blizzard that Kuang Ge and his friends encountered, in Xianyu Jiang's screen, the sky was as blue as a washed blue cloth, and the sunshine was so bright that it even made people want to apply sunscreen.

There were no gale-force winds, no suffocating blizzards, and even the life-devouring crevice was easily bypassed because of the abundant light.

"Brothers, did you see that?" Salty Fish Sauce walked over smugly and explained.

"If you keep restarting, there's a 10% chance you'll get consistently sunny weather!"

"Don't be foolish and try to brave a blizzard head-on; that's for masochists!"