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

Hawkeye stared intently into the old sergeant's eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of shock or elation.

The viewers in the live stream held their breath.

"Hawkeye has started! A devastating attack!"

"Look at the NPCs' reaction! Can AI handle this kind of advanced information?"

But the old squad leader only paused for a moment. He stretched out his one arm, which was covered in frostbite, and touched Hawkeye's forehead.

"You don't have a fever."

The old squad leader withdrew his hand, sighed, and his eyes were full of sympathy.

"You little rascal, are you starving and confused? Are you starting to talk nonsense?"

The old squad leader patted Hawkeye on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"Just daydreaming."

"If we want a good life, we have to fight our own battles, not just dream about it."

"Save your energy for climbing the mountain."

After saying that, the old squad leader ignored him and turned to call the other soldiers.

Hawkeye: "???"

This script is wrong!

He didn't believe in superstitions and ran back to Xiaohu's side.

"Little Tiger! I'm telling you, there's an ice pit below that cliff ahead. Don't go that way, you'll fall!"

Xiao Hu scratched his head and looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Rookie, are you still half asleep? That's a cliff edge, who would go that way?"

Hawkeye ran over to Ruanruan again, wanting to remind her not to freeze her skin on the ice.

As soon as he opened his mouth and said "I predict," he was pushed away by Ruan Ruan with disdain.

"Don't come any closer! Are you hallucinating from the cold? You're acting strangely!"

Hawkeye walked around the camp and told everyone about his "prophecy".

As a result, no one believed him.

Everyone, including Kuang Ge and Ruan Ruan, looked at him with a "this guy is crazy" expression.

The NPCs' gazes towards him shifted from sympathy to worry.

Hawkeye was completely dumbfounded.

He wanted to say things like "This is a game" and "I am a player."

But whenever he tried to say those keywords, his throat felt blocked, and he could only make a "hoarse" sound.

System mute!

That old scoundrel, Luo, has actually taken the anti-spoiler mechanism to such an extreme!

From the NPC's perspective, any remarks made by the player that are out of touch with the times will be automatically interpreted by the AI ​​as "being frozen stupid," "having hallucinations from hunger," or "talking nonsense."

The more Hawkeye tries to prove he's a prophet, the more ill he appears in the eyes of the NPCs.

The viewers in the live stream were laughing hysterically.

"Hahaha! A scene of social death!"

"Hawkeye, stop trying! The squad leader and the others think you've gone mad from the cold!"

"This AI is amazing! It doesn't use logic at all; it just determines that you're insane!"

Hawkeye stood in the wind and snow, feeling the caring gazes directed at him by those around him, a gaze that reflected concern for his intellectual disability.

Now I finally understand what the announcement meant by "fixed several known issues that could affect your immersive experience".

In this world, they are not some high and mighty players.

They were people who could freeze to death, starve to death, or be isolated as if they were mentally challenged at any moment...

New recruits.

At this moment, Kuang Ge and Ruan Ruan, who learned about the situation through the live chat, exchanged a glance and both saw relief in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, they had this idea, but they didn't put it into action.

Otherwise, they would be the ones in an awkward position now.

"Ahem." Brother Kuang cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence.

"Don't just stand there, listen to the squad leader, let's go!"

Kuang Ge took the initiative to walk to the front of the group and started helping to clear the snow from the road.

Hawkeye stood there for a few seconds, then finally sighed and silently followed.

Since we can't win by "wisdom," we can only rely on physical strength.

But today's road is more difficult than yesterday's.

The so-called "historical weight" that Luo Anxin renews is directly reflected in the environmental parameters.

The wind was stronger, the snow was denser, and the air was thinner.

The team's progress was slowed down considerably.

After walking for less than half an hour, Ruan Ruan, the thinnest member of the group, was the first to give up.

Her stamina bar had dropped below the yellow line, her breathing became rapid, and black spots began to appear at the edge of her vision.

"I can't go on... I can't walk anymore..."

Ruanruan plopped down on the snow, panting heavily, and looked like she was about to cry again.

"Don't stop!" Crazy Brother roared, turning around. "Once you sit down, you won't be able to get up again!"

"But I really have no strength left..." Ruan Ruan is usually a pampered girl who needs her brother's help even to unscrew bottle caps, so she has never suffered like this before.

Just then, Xiaodouzi, who was in charge of logistics at the back of the group, came over.

He carried a huge bag wrapped in rags on his back, which weighed down his small body so much that he was almost bent at a ninety-degree angle.

"Give."

Little Bean took a small, dark, dry piece of food from his pocket and handed it to Ruan Ruan.

It's dry rations again.

But this time, Ruan Ruan didn't object.

Because this was already the best food in the group.

But she shook her head.

"I won't eat it, you eat it. You're carrying so much stuff."

Ruanruan noticed that Xiaodouzi's lips were so dry and cracked that they were bleeding.

"I'm carrying cow dung, it's not heavy."

Little Bean grinned, revealing two rows of tiny white teeth.

"Eat quickly, you'll have energy after you eat."

Cow dung?

Ruan Ruan was stunned.

Only then did she realize that the bulging bag on Xiaodouzi's back was filled with dried, dark brown... cow dung cakes.

"This...this is fuel?" The soft voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, that's right." Little Bean said matter-of-factly.

"If we don't bring enough dried cow dung, what will we use to start a fire tonight?"

Her soft brain went blank for a moment.

She wasn't used to the game before and didn't notice these details at all, assuming that the campfires were spawned by the system.

It turned out that the fuel used for heating was carried up the mountain step by step by these soldiers.

And the one carrying all these things was the youngest and thinnest-looking Xiaodouzi in the group.

A wave of shame overwhelmed Ruan Ruan.

I find it tiring to walk with my hands behind my back, but this NPC, who is even smaller than me, is carrying dozens of kilograms of cow dung and is even giving up his food rations to me.

"I……"

Ruan Ruan looked into Xiao Douzi's clear eyes, then suddenly stood up and wiped away her tears.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he walked up to Xiaodouzi.

"I'll carry it for you."

Little Bean was stunned.

"You? No, no, you're just a little girl..."

"I can do it!"

Without saying a word, Ruan Ruan reached out and took the bag full of cow dung.

The moment she held the bag, its heavy weight made her stumble.

A distinctive smell, a mixture of hay and livestock odor, wafted over.

A wave of nausea washed over her soft stomach, and she dry-heaved.

She has obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) about cleanliness, a very severe case of OCD.

In reality, she wouldn't even use a cup that someone else had touched.

But now, she clung tightly to the smelly bag of cow dung.

"I'll carry half of it!"

She gritted her teeth and slung the bag over her shoulder.

In the live stream, Ruan Ruan's fans were all stunned.

"Am I seeing things? Ruan Ruan is trying to carry... poop?"

"Is this still the same Ruan Ruan who couldn't even open a bottle cap?"

"They're insane! Everyone in this game has gone mad!"

"Waaaaah, my wife has grown up! She knows how to care for people now!"

A user with the ID "Ruanruan's Top Leader" directly displayed a "Supreme Tomato" worth 100,000 Blue Star Coins on the screen.

"Ruanruan, what you're carrying isn't cow dung, it's responsibility."

This is the first time since Ruan Ruan started broadcasting that she received a top-tier gift not through acting cute or dancing, but by "carrying cow dung".

She herself didn't even notice this.

She just awkwardly adjusted the straps and then said to Xiaodouzi.

"Let's go."

Little Bean looked at Ruan Ruan's face, which was red from the wind but full of stubbornness, scratched his head, and smiled.

He didn't refuse again, but instead stuffed his dry rations into Ruan Ruan's hands.

"Then eat this, otherwise you won't be able to carry it."

This time, Ruan Ruan didn't refuse. She took the dry food and took a big bite.

It's really hard and tastes awful.

But... it's really delicious.

On the other hand, Hawkeye was also moved.

He noticed that Xiaodouzi's steps were much lighter because he had shared the weight, so he went over to him.

"Hey, kid." Hawkeye called out to Bean.

"Let me see your gun."

Little Bean cautiously hugged the Hanyang rifle in his arms tightly.

"You want to smash it again?"