"Hurry, come in here. It's safer here!"A girl pulled the overwhelmed young man's hand, pushing through the crowd that tried to reach out to interview him. Without hesitation, the young man followed the girl's lead and entered a closed room that wasn't crowded—only a few participants who had made it through the second round were there."Whew, that was close. Wasn't it?"The young man then removed the mask he had been wearing for approximately 22 hours in the labyrinth and revealed his face covered in sweat."Yes, you're right. I didn't expect there would be so many journalists waiting for us at the finish line." He paused for a moment, then suddenly touched the girl's cheek. "El, your cheek is bleeding. Did you get scratched earlier?"Elaine blinked in surprise when Nash suddenly touched her cheek. She quickly pushed Nash's hand away and covered her reddened cheek out of embarrassment. "Ah, it's nothing. Just a small scratch.""Tch," Nash scoffed at Elaine's stubbornness. He then put

Nash had a strange dream. He was in the midst of a great battle where monsters escaped from the tower where they were imprisoned and attacked everyone, including civilians and players. The dream felt incredibly real as Nash could hear people screaming as the monsters chased and tore them apart, while the players were busy defeating the monsters and couldn't save the trapped civilians in the chaos. "What is this? Why am I dreaming such terrible things again?" Nash still remembered the last time he had a bad dream, which turned out to be a reality. However, that was because the dream was a memory of Nash as an NPC repeating a game script, but this time Nash was no longer just an NPC but also a part of Heaven of Terraria. So, what did all of this mean? "In a little while, Heaven of Terraria will reach its final arc." A voice suddenly came from beside Nash, causing him to spontaneously turn and see the figure. Nash was taken aback when he realized that the figure was someone he knew.

"Hmm... seems like the situation ain't good for us to talk anymore," said Aurora, glancing at Snow and Elaine suspiciously. "Meet me after the evening feast in the VIP room later. My private guard will take you there. That is if you're still interested in my offer. Farewell, Hero."Aurora gave a thin smile, leaving a charming impression as she walked out of the barracks where Nash rested. True to her name, snow traces lingered wherever she stepped, turning the room into an instant ice-bound mountain.A moment after Aurora's departure, Elaine wasted no time and approached Nash with a skeptical look. "You... how do you know the princess from the Arctic region? Have you been meeting secretly behind my back?""Re-really! Tell me, Nash! Princess Aurora is my idol! I'm willing to do anything, even endure this damn competition to get her attention. But why is she interested in you? Tell me your secret!" Snow joined in, pulling Nash's hand and making him sigh tiredly due to this sudden interr