Heartbroken Kitten: "So sad, so upset—didn’t manage to grab Whirlwind Boss! Which team got him?"
Zang Ai 2009: "Who in their right mind picked Fortune Dog? Aren’t you afraid of getting scammed to death?"
A Hua Guo Te Chan 196: "Gotta be honest, I tried to grab Whirlwind Boss too, but failed. Hahaha."
Ex-Girlfriend’s Future Dad: "Anti-Fortune Dog Alliance recruiting nine members! Sign up now!"
Top Combat Edge: "Count me in!"
Qi Xu, worried that strong and active players like Battle Wolf 009 and Old White Dragon might get snatched up, tagged them in the group chat, urging them to hurry.
Battle Wolf 007 replied quickly, "I mostly stuck with my old teammates. They’re still a bit weak, so I figured I’d guide them. But I don’t know who took Lala—things got rushed, so I just picked someone randomly."
Invincible Black Whirlwind: "Lala’s with me."
Lala the Beauty: "Wow, you’re all fighting over Lala? Lala’s so happy! Lala will do her best!"
Battle Wolf 009 replied a while later.
"Don’t worry, I’ve picked my team. It got a bit rushed at the end, so I added a few unfamiliar players. The lineup is me, Little Master Chef, Old White Dragon, Golden Bell Armor Iron Shirt, Song Peifeng, Vitality Brother, Cursed by Bad Luck, Through Thick and Thin, Panda Panda, and Hua Guo Te Chan 196."
Qi Xu was stunned. "Through Thick and Thin? That uncle’s not exactly young—does he even plan to join the dungeon?"
Battle Wolf 009: "I saw him say he wanted to in the chat hall. That’s why I picked him. The dude’s poetry is legit cool."
Invincible Black Whirlwind: "Let’s go, let’s go! Sweep the top three!"
Chinese Master Chef: "I’ll prepare extra food for everyone. An army marches on its stomach—no one’s going hungry."
Tonsils Never Speak: "Anyone without a dungeon death protection card? Come find me."
Blessed by Luck: "So hyped! Getting carried by Whirlwind Boss! Who needs sleep? Let’s fast-forward to 8 AM tomorrow!"
Mu Zi Li: "I’m kinda excited too. Meeting you all is awesome!"
The chat hall was boiling like a pot of soup over the dungeon team collaboration cards.
Even players who hadn’t planned to join were getting tempted.
It had been over three months since the survival game began, including the newbie protection period. Everyone had built connections through trading, and while strangers couldn’t be trusted, familiar faces were worth a shot.
Humans are social creatures. After too much solitude, you start craving conversation—otherwise, you might just lose your mind.
So everyone was buzzing with excitement, flooding the chat hall with talk about the importance of "trust."
Phrases like "United we stand, invincible!" and "Ten hearts as one can cut through metal!" filled the air.
Fortune God's Only Daughter watched the chatter coldly, finding it... hilarious.
Right now, they were all buddy-buddy, acting like they’d trust each other with their lives. But the moment they stepped into the dungeon tomorrow? Chaos.
Before the dungeon even ramped up the difficulty, they’d probably turn on each other—light injuries at best, rivers of blood at worst. Tsk, infighting’s just how it goes.
In this world, the strong call the shots. The weak? When you’re needed, you’re filler. When you’re not, your life’s disposable.
Fortune God's Only Daughter had no intention of signing up. No team was clearing this dungeon—it was brutal, and even with trust, the odds were impossible. The cost of failure was too high...
She ranted and raved half the night. "So damn annoying! Who’s the jerk who dragged me into this? Setting me up or what?
I’m literally the weakest, most pathetic ability user..." She cycled between crying, laughing, and cursing, feeling like she was losing her mind.
The next morning, Qi Xu’s first move was to start the car. Even though mileage rankings didn’t matter this month, longer distances meant more supply crates.
Qi Xu knew poverty too well to waste any chance at resources.
With autopilot handling the drive, she washed up, did her skincare, ate a hearty breakfast, and scored two silver crates and one diamond crate.
The quick haul? All thanks to the Luck Card!
Chinese Master Chef had been busy since dawn, prepping a "peace of mind" bento for everyone.
But the inner circle got an extra food care package... because favorites get perks. That was just how Chinese Master Chef rolled—if he liked you, you’d eat well.
Qi Xu had planned to bring Sweet Girl and Little Seven into the dungeon. Both had combat skills now and could handle danger.
Sheltering them forever would stunt their growth. Injuries could be healed, and experience bred strength.
But the moment they entered the dungeon, the two were forcibly removed.
[Pets are not allowed in this dungeon! Rest assured, your pets have been safely returned to your vehicle.]
Qi Xu sighed. Worst-case scenario—no pets meant this wasn’t a pure combat dungeon.
Honestly, with this team’s lineup (even including Magic Sister and Bian), their firepower was insane.
Frontline tank Lala the Beauty, ruthless killer Sister Cut You, meticulous strategist Breaking Cocoon into Butterfly, and system-certified ability user Fortune God's Only Daughter.
Qi Xu herself was well-rounded. If this were a combat dungeon, they might’ve had a shot at the late stages.
But a puzzle or intelligence-based dungeon? Too many variables.
Before she could think further, a blinding light flashed.
When her eyes adjusted, the entire 10-person team was there.
The surroundings were stark white, devoid of any features—just endless blankness.
They sat in white chairs arranged in a circle. Standing up revealed no restraints, but there was nothing to explore either. Eerily sterile...
