The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

The setting sun was like blood, and night was fast approaching.

A thin mist had settled over the sunless areas of the forest.

After playing this game for a while, all players can realize a point that is easily overlooked, or rather, something that is different from other games.

Players need to eat in the game, and most importantly, they also need to eat to level up.

If conditions permit, it may even require eating large amounts of food.

After leveling up, each player will feel extremely hungry, as if their body is frantically reminding them that they need to replenish their energy.

Thankfully, Peng Zhi and his team brought back a wild boar yesterday; otherwise, these upgraded players would probably be starving and wandering all over the map.

Even if there is one wild boar, it is not enough to feed fifty players.

At best, we can guarantee that each player will get a few pounds of meat; don't even think about eating your fill.

Wang Zihan turned his head and looked around. There was a pile of wild boar skeletons left beside the fire. If he tried hard enough, he could probably scrape off some scraps of meat.

Ke Yun suddenly thought, "Aren't Dog Bro and the others always grinding monsters? We could probably cook the monster corpses and eat them, right?"

Strangely enough, during the time they were trying to make cement, they didn't see any players carrying back monster corpses.

Ke Yun's tone became somewhat suspicious: "They wouldn't have secretly eaten it all without even thinking of bringing some back for us, would they? We at least shared some wild boar meat with them."

Peng Zhi didn't think that way, only that there might be another reason, and then suggested, "Shall we go take a look?"

"Why just the two of us? Let's all go together after Old Kuai levels up. Maybe we can kill a few monsters and level up too."

Before they could make a decision, a player sitting at the village entrance looking out suddenly shouted.

"The main force of monster hunters is back."

Upon hearing this voice, Peng Zhi and the others quickly went to the village entrance to greet them.

Under the setting sun, the group of fewer than thirty people stretched out in a very long line.

Dog Bro led the way at the very front of the group, looking radiant and not at all like someone who had been fighting hard all day.

The players following behind him were mostly in pairs.

Or it might be a tree stump with a groove deliberately dug in the middle, or something wrapped in a large leaf resembling a banana leaf.

Combined with the basic, simple animal robes worn by the players, the entire team's appearance at first glance is comparable to that of refugees.

Although it is unclear what exactly was contained in the container, it can be roughly guessed that it was the meat they hunted.

"Look, a seasoned veteran like Brother Dog would definitely remember that we haven't eaten anything."

Peng Zhichong raised an eyebrow and turned to call on the players in the organization to start a fire.

As the group approached the village entrance, what preceded Dog Brother's laughter was a strong and frightening smell of blood.

If you look closely, you can also see that each player's clothes have large black spots, which are obviously dried monster bloodstains.

Ke Yun instinctively covered her mouth and nose with her hand, her voice muffled: "Damn, how many monsters did you guys kill? Did you wipe out all the monsters near the starting village?"

Dog Bro laughed heartily: "No way, we just stumbled upon a monster's lair."

This is true.

In fact, none of them knew exactly how deep the slug monster's lair was, as slugs kept emerging from its nooks and crannies.

If it weren't for the fact that it was getting dark, they might have continued fighting while blocking the tunnel entrance.

Unlike other games I've played before, the nights in this game, when you're in a dense forest, are truly pitch black.

Ke Yun nudged Dog Brother with her shoulder: "Tell me, what level have you reached?"

The middle-aged man was clearly waiting for someone to ask him that question.

He immediately beamed and made a "six" gesture with his hands: "I'm ashamed, I've been busy for so long, and it took me so long to reach level six."

Ke Yun immediately seized the opportunity: "Holy crap, that's awesome! Take me with you tomorrow."

"Of course, of course."

If the setting weren't so inappropriate, Dog Brother would probably have wanted to show them the power of a level six expert.

The other players in the monster-hunting team were in similar situations, having generally leveled up two or more times.

Realizing this, the players in the university student group were all somewhat tempted.

Compared to being a construction worker in a tribe, the thrill of combat is definitely more appealing to players.

Peng Zhi didn't seem to notice the team becoming harder to manage; instead, he laughed and said, "So this is monster meat you brought back? Hurry up and cook it. By the way, we still don't know what kind of monster you killed?"

Upon hearing this question, the previously lively monster-hunting team suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Dog Bro said with an "uh," "See for yourself."

Dog Brother's reaction gave the eager college students a strange sense of foreboding.

"..."

Peng Zhi stared at the slug paste haphazardly stuffed into the groove of the tree trunk, his lips twitching wildly: "What is this?"

Sweetheart Strike Cow put down the slug sauce wrapped in leaves and said with a wry smile, "It'll do, I guess. Just add some water and it'll be like minced meat porridge."

Ke Yun couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"You guys leveled up by killing these things?"

"Just tell me, did you get promoted or not?"

"..."

A moment later, wisps of smoke rose from within the tribe, and the aroma of meat wafted around the open space.

Ke Yun twitched her nostrils twice: "It smells quite nice."

"You're really hungry." Brother Niu was speechless.

During casual conversation,

boom!

A massive surge of energy erupted, sweeping out like a hurricane, instantly overturning two simple stoves nearby.

After sitting cross-legged for a long time, Old Kuai finally opened his eyes. His whole body was flowing with blood and qi, and even his exposed skin was unnaturally flushed.

In an instant, all the players present turned their attention to Old Kuai.

Dog Bro and his group were alright, but those college student players who were only level two or three could even feel a sense of oppression emanating from Lao Kuai that made it hard for them to breathe.

Ke Yun was dumbfounded.

"No, buddy!" It's all about upgrading, why are you making such a big fuss?

Old Kuai stood up, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

He had a feeling that he could punch through a mountain.

Of course, this must be an illusion.

The power increased too much all at once, causing some misperception.

"Level 11".

Old Kuai knew what everyone wanted to ask, so he took the initiative to state his level.

Ke Yun's eyes reddened: "No! Why?!"

There's really no way to reason with this.

Although everyone has guessed that the longer the initial upgrade takes, the greater the improvement.

But this level has gone up too much, and Ke Yun is incredibly envious.

Old Kuai winked at Ke Yun, and the pent-up frustration he had accumulated during training was swept away with the level up.

While it may feel good in spirit, we must ultimately focus on reality.

"We'll talk about the rankings later."

He stared at the slug sauce on the stone slab, his appetite whetted: "Can we eat it now? I'm starving!"