Chapter 793 - 357: Cold Winter
Only Lin Wu can slack off with impunity when dealing with Shadow. Even when dreadfully bored, Shana would listlessly work the joystick. Unable to stand it any longer, Su Shi took over Shana’s task. As Shana lay on the small plaza, she had no desire to move, merely gazing at the azure sky, feeling the beauty of life itself.
The main operators of the slot machines were Maya and Little Knife.
Maya had determination; for her, chopping zombies, leveling up, scavenging, building, and playing the slots were essentially the same—all work. To her, work was work and it was necessary to do well whatever the task at hand.
Little Knife found it genuinely enjoyable. Even earning a few bullets could put her in a good mood. When a small prize came out, such as a handgun, she would be ecstatic and invite everyone over in her excitement. A big prize, like a firearm, would make her uncontrollably shout for everyone to come and look.
Regardless, what was supposed to be an action-packed, frantic effort in the dungeon instance had now become an early retirement activity. The curse was that one could only sleep for five hours a day, so no one completely abandoned the slot machines.
On the fifth day, Lin Meng encountered Shana on the rooftop, who had a Death Immunity Card and a significant amount of weaponry. Shana had made some arrangements with Lin Meng. The biggest uncertainty was whether the Hidden Portal would remain in the same place after the instance reset. Shadow only had two Death Immunity Cards, so they might have to use one today.
The next, and final, trade was set for six o’clock in the morning on the eighth day.
After surviving the fifth day, there was the sixth day, and after surviving the sixth day, there came the seventh.