relief washes over everyone's faces
excitement fills the air after the
initial Joy subsides guon tion
deliberates carefully But ultimately
decides against raising the platform to
its maximum height instead she controls
the elevation and Rhythm allowing the
Fallen to jump aboard thereby enabling
the players to hunt them down she
reasons that the Fallen cannot be
infinite by slaying more now it would
ease their future struggles on the fifth
night the sea remains stagnant the sixth
night arrives and still the sea does not
rise the platform has now been fortified
to a height of 70 M while the sea has
only reached 59 M allowing them to rest
easy nevertheless guon tion has been
deliberately lowering the platform each
night prompting the players to hunt the
Fallen which gradually incites
discontent among them during the day the
number of players willing to venture out
for hunting dwindles alarmingly someone
stops her and politely implores leader
goo we are utterly exhausted from these
past few nights just look at my dark
circles they resemble the aftermath of a
beating we cannot continue like headless
chickens for forever can we please grant
us some time to rest indeed we are too
fatigued may we take the day off another
player adds seeking her leniency our
team does not wish to go we implore you
do we even need to request a day off I
cannot comprehend why we must engage in
such perilous hunting of the Fallen when
it is clearly unnecessary we have lost a
dozen players these past few days
someone muts many others reluctant to
show their faces had already resolved
not to go upon hearing during the
protests more players emerge from their
tents to assess the situation guon tion
stands above them ignoring the murmurs
she observes their weary Expressions
which indeed reveal exhaustion dark
Rings under their eyes and somber faces
they are not merely seeking excuses to
be lazy with a sigh she speaks gently
This calamity cannot be a drawn out
battle can we all hold on a little
longer yes tonight marks the seventh
night the final night of a week let us
at least endure until the end of this
crucial period L Zing says impatiently
their team is equally drained
consistently the last to return from the
jungle and the ones who have slain the
most Fallen at night yet they still
persevere he finds it perplexing that
despite the ongoing crisis these
individuals are so quick to slacken
their resolve after merely a few days
upon hearing this luiu immediately
hisses dismissively glaring at himwhat
nonsense how can you speak so recklessly
chapter 592 a night of passion however
the mere mention of the crucial period
rekindles the spirits of some players
prompting a few to quietly rise and head
out for hunting nevertheless half of the
players remain behind gonon stops Ling
who seems poised to speak again and
shakes her head gently no need to force
them these players clearly lack energy
their expressions Grim their fatigue
stems not solely from the past few days
but also from the uncertainty of their
current circumstances which which weighs
heavily on their minds under such dual
pressure even if they were to force
themselves to go the likelihood of
mistakes that could cost them their
lives would be high if she were to
mandate their participation it might
lead to dire consequences potentially
inciting their anger they might turn on
each other before the sea even has a
chance to engulf them which would be
counterproductive since they wish to
rest then let them have their resit guu
tontion decisively leads her teammates
away the players on the platform watch
them depart and once their figures fade
from sight murmurs begin to circulate
within the tents had I known I would not
have ComEd if we had just endured the
rising sea during the previous three
nights and bolstered our materials we