The Cannon Fodder in the Global Apocalypse Game lives a leisurely life-Chapter 451: Death Island (3)

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Chunhua already forgot about it being a dungeon with traps and only thought about it as a tropical paradise!

Haoran also joined them in gobbling the desserts, but the fruits and drinks he had eaten were only those with stamina-boosting benefits, even with her insistence.

Feeling a heavy gaze on her, she looked up and realized it was from Haoran. His eyes were three parts dreary, two parts saddened and his lips were pressed into a thin line.

"What’s wrong, A’ran?" Chunhua stopped licking the popsicle, asked him, and scanned her eyes around the surroundings, thinking he sensed something dangerous.

But contrary to her guess, he was actually concerned about something else.

In a low voice, he asked, "Since we’re already together, shouldn’t you call me... husband?" His throat bobbed when the last word was uttered.

Chunhua was startled by the request, but she didn’t reject it and granted his wish.

"Husband."

The soft voice calling out the sweet endearment was like soft paws scratching and tickling his heart.

But before he could fully appreciate this moment and draw his cute wife into his embrace, the latter blinked and said, "I hear someone calling for help."

Five minutes later, tracing the source of the scream in the swampy area filled with dead trees, they found a group of players struggling in quicksand.

One of them, the woman covered in mud in particular, gave Chunhua those strange, familiar vibes.

She and her group seemed to be in a delirious state because their eyes were unfocused, their faces contorted into fear, and they kept shouting along the lines of ’Go away’ and ’Help’ even though Chunhua perceived other threats beside the quicksand.

But at a deeper inspection, Chunhua’s eyes turned grim as she detected traces of faint qi, which led her to discover a low-level illusion array, explaining the current situation.

Low-level illusions array can trap at least qi condensation cultivators for hours or days in the longest, much less players without a single strand of qi in their bodies.

To worsen it, the location of the array was set up near quicksand. It was simply a death trap.

Seeing some players that needed their help, Little Ginseng and the others didn’t hesitate and went to find dried vines and long branches.

She stopped Haoran and the others from moving around just on time, lest they also end up the same way. "Wait, there’s a trap nearby."

At her current cultivation level, she can easily distinguish the location of the array’s core.

It was a small gray stone sculpture sitting on an inconspicuous spot, with only a quarter of it visible on the surface. This was probably the gravestone the system was talking about, but unfortunately for these players, it was a trap.

She immediately destroyed it.

In Haoran’s eyes, his wife only pointed one of her fingers towards a small stone.

A cracking sound entered his ears, and the gray stone broke into half. A wisp of black smoke wafted from the fissure, which disappeared shortly after.

After making sure there were no other traps, Chunhua’s group pulled out the players from the quagmire.

....

Bai Meirin and her four-player team were on their fifth gravestone when they encountered the illusion array.

Without giving them a time to react, monsters appeared out of nowhere, and the ground had become soft.

In trying to fend off the monsters, their large movements made their bodies sink further until only their heads were visible and hands were visible. The dreadful feeling of suffocation filled them.

"Leader! I’m out of stamina and mana! I can’t hold on anymore!"

"I feel so exhausted. I told you all that my eyebrows were twitching earlier and it was a sign of misfortune, but you wouldn’t listen to me! Now we are being buried alive!"

"Brother Yan, your hands are slapping my cheeks, and some of the sand is going into my mouth. Can you move them away?"

The helpless cries of her team members overwhelmed Bai Meirin with regret. She shouldn’t push their luck with the grave stones.

"Don’t move or fight, and just stay still!" She shouted.

"Leader, how can we not move? These bloody monsters are waiting to pounce on us! The system must have no conscience! How can it not warn us about the grave sites having monsters?"

Because the previous grave stones gave them good fighting B-level skills without any difficulties, she had lowered her guard, and it cost them big time.

The monsters started attacking again, and the players had no choice but to move again. The only thing positive about this situation is that the monsters didn’t chase them to the quicksand and were only waiting for the edges.

"Darn it! It’s been half an hour, and they are still so persistent!"

"Help somebody!"

Bai Meirin pursed her lips. In this cutthroat and cruel environment where everything is about competition and fighting for resources, who would spare them their time to help her and her team?

It breaks her heart just thinking about it.

Rumble-

"What is that?"

The loud rumble made them jolt, and images of a horde stomping in their direction pierced their minds into despair.

They waved their hands in the last minute.

Just when they thought the quicksand would be their final burial place, they felt something grabbed them out.

Bai Meirin heard a tender voice, "Are you alright?"

She wiped off the sand off her eyelids before opening them, and the first thing that she saw was a pair of apricot-shaped blue eyes mixed with concern, then a face that only a top star from Dreamy Boy Band possessed.

He asked again, using the soft and sweet voice melting Bai Meirin’s heart, "Are you alright?"

It was as if the time in the surroundings stopped for this moment. She could hear her heart beating loudly in her eardrums.

Nodding absentmindedly, she answered, "Yes."

Chunhua set the lady down and received her thanks.

"Thank you so much."

"....Sir."

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