It was indeed Shi Wanyun.
She hadn't even taken off her clothes and was still wearing a somewhat damaged leather armor that looked a bit dirty.
But she didn't care at all; she just lay on the bed looking up, her eyes half-open, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Beside the bed was a basin of frozen water, spreading a refreshing coolness throughout the treehouse, making the temperature extremely comfortable.
"How should I explain this..."
"I can't tell him about this; otherwise, I will..."
"But he's the strongest survivor. Perhaps by collaborating with him, I can get rid of..."
"What to do..."
"Forget it. I'd better sleep for now; I can't hold on anymore..."
"I'll think about it after I wake up..."
The soft and weak muttering gradually faded away, replaced by the faint yet steady sound of breathing.
The girl with dirty and somewhat torn clothes curled up on the bed in the five-story treehouse and lost consciousness.
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