To catch a weasel asleep

"President Inky Dragon, come up with a solution quickly!" 

Everyone was shouting at Inky Dragon, making him extremely anxious in his heart. 

"Motherf*cker, I don't have a solution either!" Inky Dragon really wanted to shout back, but he knew very well that keeping silent was better than admitting his incompetence.

Dying once wasn't a big deal, but if his brothers knew he was incapable, then it would become a big problem.

Consequently, the severe ice and snow weather intensified, causing many players to freeze to death and turn into ice sculptures. 

Eventually, only some elite players like Inky Dragon and his team remained.

Inky Dragon's face was now very unsightly. 

A large number of his brothers had lost a level, which would cause the guild's overall strength to decline. 

Fortunately, Inky Dragon's guild was closely following the Emperor Guild. Even if they were weakened a bit, they would not drop from the second place.