When they heard that the cold and damp night air could melt the salt, Finn and the others were so startled they all shuddered, instantly losing any interest in watching the drama.
They scrambled to move the salt into the communal cave.
The Beastmen present all lent a hand as well.
This stuff was precious beyond words—if it all melted away, they'd have nowhere to cry their hearts out.
Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus all focused up and pitched in.
Luna Sutton finally breathed a sigh of relief; at least the attention was off her for now.
She hadn't even had time to celebrate before the annoying system voice piped up in her ear again.
"Ding, Host! Please don't try to shirk your task~ The seven-day countdown has already started, and if you fail, you get nothing~"
She barely restrained an eye roll, cursing in her mind, "Fucking system, nag nag nag, aren't there still seven whole days? What's the damn rush?"
