The aboriginal's corpse, because of various disease effects, showed obvious signs of decay, and a foul stench wafted through the air, with flies even beginning to settle upon it.
Cough, cough—the man who could teleport felt discomfort in his lungs and began coughing. Liu Hang also felt a chill running through his body, as if he had caught a cold. If he were an ordinary person, he would've been weakly lying on the ground by now.
"No need, I can manage on my own," Mirene remembered her sister's words and didn't want to travel with these strangers.
"What nationality do you think she is? She does have a pretty face," Zhao Haixing clenched his fist, wanting to kill her. He had been in the game for a while now and realized he had never killed a child, which seemed like a stain on his record.
"British," Tang Zheng pulled along Gu Xueqi and then nudged Pan Hui's waist.
