"Have we arrived?"
"Yes, we have!"
"Those are the bones of a huge creature, this is the place!"
"That's right, look at that wall, it's right there!"
"Haha, is Lin Yue scared out of his mind by now?"
"This time when he's dead, I'll show you who's bigger, him or me!"
"Exactly, my trouser snake isn't afraid of him wetting his pants. I'll slice it off and drink to that!"
"Drink what the hell? Where's the booze coming from?"
"You don't know, do you? Lin Yue has a massive wine cellar. Plenty of wine and whiskey!"
...
The crowd was like a dark cloud, standing on the hill, overlooking the desert below.
Laughter, cheers, and vulgar remarks erupted one after another from the crowd.
They had already started celebrating in advance, as if the owner of the huge shelter within the walls a kilometer away had already become them.
And Lin Yue, the world's number one Survivor, was easily eliminated by them, like a dirty, foul, worthless piece of trash.
