Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

"There are a lot of medicines in this medicine box. I'm sure you can use them."

"This pistol is only level 42. I don't think you'll like it. Just keep it for now. You can sell it in the dormitory later."

"Put this pot of Piranha Plant in your dormitory. It can help you bite people."

"Take this too."

"This piece of equipment is women's clothing. Take it back and disassemble it into its materials."

"Speaking of materials, I have quite a bit of them stored here. Take them all and don't waste them."

Xuejian was moving things there alone, talking to herself.

It was clearly an arrangement for funeral arrangements.

Chen Bei leaned against a wall covered with ice, looking distraught.

When humans come into this world, they are destined to separate from the people around them one by one.

Either goodbye, or never see you again.

Chen Bei’s current strength is enough to demolish a building with his bare hands, but he is powerless to change Xuejian’s fate.

Inside this powerful body, there is a sad feeling of powerlessness.

Turned out a lot of stuff.

Xuejian went out and got a carriage, and used it to transport the things to Chen Bei's dormitory.

This was carried out time and time again.

Until Xuejian’s dormitory was basically emptied.

All that was left was a large, empty ice cellar.

"Do you want to tear down the dormitory as well? We can get a lot of materials from it." Xuejian said it seriously and was not joking.

"No need, let's just leave it like this. This is the most beautiful player dormitory I have ever seen in the game. It would be a shame to tear it down." Chen Bei said bitterly.

"really?"

"Well, really."

"Keep it if you like it."

"It's not too late to change your mind now, do you want to..."

"Don't persuade me anymore, really."

"Ok."

This was Chen Bei’s last attempt.

The previously bustling town has now almost become a ghost town.

There is only one day left before the end of the game.

Chen Bei and Xue Jian came to the two doors again.

"How much time do you think you have left? You should be able to last until the next game, right? Or even longer?" Chen Bei asked this painful question, and it felt like a nail was stuck in his chest.

"I'm afraid I have to disappoint you. I've overused my abilities and my life span has been shortened time and time again. I can't make it through the next game." Xue Jian said.

"You work so hard, most of the time it's for me."

"I am very happy to fight with you. This makes me feel meaningful. Otherwise, it would just be pure fighting and killing."

"Can I do anything more for you?"

"No, just sit here. Doing nothing can make time seem longer."

The two sat on the ground, snuggling together.

Chen Bei's whole body was cold, but he tried hard not to shiver. Instead, he held Xue Jian's icy hand even tighter.

Time passed bit by bit.

Chen Bei developed an expectation.

If Xuejian could hold on to the dormitory building and get the protection it provides, she might be able to survive another holiday.

Even living one more day is good.

Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned.

"The game is about to end." Xuejian said softly.

"So you must hold on and don't melt!" Chen Bei said.

"There's one more thing I have to do before I melt again."

"What else are you going to do?"

"I'll give you one last gift."

"No, you've given me enough."

"This gift is different. You must accept it and keep it well. Seeing it will remind you of the person who gave it to you."

Xuejian raised her hand, spread out her slender fingers, and pointed forward. She mobilized her strength, her body trembled slightly, and a cold light condensed and formed in front of her, gradually freezing into ice.

The ice made a crunching sound.

What was shaped was a sword!

Xuejian used up all her strength to condense this sword.

The whole body is ice blue, with gorgeous shape and covered with beautiful ice flowers, yet it still has the sharpness that a sword should have. It is definitely more than just beautiful.

"The name of this sword... is called... Snow Sword... It sounds the same as my name... Would you like it?"

Xuejian turned and looked at Chen Bei.

The ice sculpture's lifelike face had now melted and become blurred.

Chen Bei was speechless and just nodded vigorously.

"nice! You love it……"

Xuejian forced a smile.

This was the last smile in her life.

Then it began to melt rapidly and uncontrollably.

The ice water flowed through Chen Bei's fingers.

There's nothing to hold onto.

Time hack!

Chen Bei used a skill on Xuejian.

In the past, he used his skills to speed himself up, but now he is doing the opposite, slowing down time and reducing the melting speed of Xuejian.

Chen Bei's body was tortured so much in the game that he was almost immune to physical pain.

But the pain in my heart is still so clear, sharp and merciless.

He felt that he had become hard-hearted and had lost all normal emotions.

But at this moment, a drop of tear fell into the ice water.

The effect of the skill will eventually end.

Wow.

The water transformed from the ice sculpture dissipated.

Chen Bei knelt on the ground, holding the last handful of ice water, the pain was unbearable.

He suddenly thought of Yu Xuanji's prediction, which was exactly the same as the current situation.

"You are kneeling on the ground... There is... a lot of water around you... You are in pain... Very painful..."

pain.

pain.

pain.

Chen Bei's head hit the ground, motionless.

He's like a dead computer.

He was not awakened until the shrill air raid alarm sounded.

The game has come to the final moment.

Swarms of bombers flew over the town, dropping bombs.

The shock of the explosion even reached here.

If he doesn't leave, he will be wiped out by the rules of the game and destroyed along with this town.

Chen Bei struggled to stand up, picked up the snow sword stuck on the ground, and walked towards the door on the right.

He is the only player left in the game.

The administrator's attention was on him.

Just now, they witnessed this sad and painful farewell as bystanders.

Of course they will not show sympathy, they will only gloat, be happy and laugh.

And rejoice.

Such a tragic ending can win the favor of certain "VIPs" and give the game a higher score.

This is the meaning of the administrator's existence.

They are not serving the players.

But to serve those "VIPs".

One man, one sword, walked through the door and left the sad place.

From today on, he felt more lonely in the game.

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Bed.

Chen Bei was snoring. He drank a lot of wine before going to bed and became the drunkard he hated the most.

What often relieves worries is not alcohol but sleep. When you fall asleep, you know nothing.

This is the third day since he returned to the dormitory.

Or maybe it was the fourth day.

He himself couldn't tell the difference.

The snow sword was stuck by the window, emitting cold air all the time. But it was just a sword after all, and it could not replace its original owner.

The ups and downs of life are impermanent.

During this low period, there was a female ghost accompanying Chen Bei.

Nie Xiaoqian stood by the bed with a worried look on her face. After hesitating for a few times, she spoke: "Sir, I think it's time for you to cheer up. You can't keep being depressed like this."