"I'm starving," Wenzhi groaned, pressing a hand against his stomach.
The lack of sleep was finally starting to get to him.
Honestly, he barely even wanted to exist anymore and the urge to throw himself in front of a monster was beginning to sound more appealing than starving to death.
Which was ridiculous considering he had already finished almost all the food in the supply bag during the night.
Unfortunately, it had felt no different from eating air.
"I think we're almost at the camp," Xinyuan said while checking the tracker in his hand.
So far, Xinyuan had been doing most of the heavy lifting.
Killing monsters. Carrying the supplies. Using the tracker that was somehow more useful for locating teammates than detecting the bloodthirsty monsters trying to kill them.
Meanwhile, Wenzhi was walking around like an actual zombie due to the lack of caffeine, food, and sleep in his system.
"Do you think camp food tastes good?" he suddenly asked.
