NGNL: Can't humans do that

Like Su'er, whose lips were frozen purple, Think simply nodded without saying anything. The pain from the wounds on her body was intertwined with the cold, and even she wanted to fall asleep at this moment.

Unable to do push-ups like Su'er to warm herself up, Think curled up, waiting for the pain to pass.

As a gust of wind blew over the shore, it seemed that the two people's bodies in the water were not only taken away by temperature, but also their Soul.

With trembling hands, he wrapped the wounds he cut underwater, and Su'er shook his body towards the collapsed debris - they needed fire to warm their bodies, branches, fallen leaves, anything.

"...Let me do it," Think said weakly, watching Su'er struggling to drag the flammable materials he could find to the deepest part of the gap cut by the Dwarf's light cannon.

Too tired to speak, Su'er simply lay on his back, not knowing whether the strait would collapse again. But it didn't matter anyway. Both he and Think had lost the ability to move. The clothes soaked in water were constantly taking away his heat and strength. There was no difference between dying here and dying on the road.

Close to the dead corner where the landslide occurred, the wind from outside could not reach here. Su'er felt better. He was a little sleepy. He wanted to sleep but didn't dare to fall asleep, fearing that he would never wake up again.

"... Say something... Anything is fine," Su'er muttered while trying to open his eyelids that wanted to close by themself.

"Hmm? Say something?" Think was slightly stunned as she placed the sharpened stick into the small hole dug in the wood block below, imitating what Su'er had done before. Her physical strength was much better than Su'er, and her resistance to cold was much stronger. Even though she was still inevitably weak at this moment, her mental state was indeed better than Su'er.

"Well... Mr. Monkey's information that he had tried so hard to leave in the cave must have been buried because of the attack and landslide just now?"

You'd better not say anything!

Closing his eyes in pain, Su'er sleepiness disappeared in an instant. It was too painful. Could he say something else?

This Elf with long light golden hair was obviously doing something bad on purpose. Su'er even heard her chuckling and the sound of rubbing the stick quickly.

He was too lazy to pay attention to her.

He almost sat up directly. The arm strength of the Elf is indeed far superior to that of humans. It didn't take long. With the sound of continuous blowing coming from Think, a strange radiation, warmth, was generated in that direction in Su'er hazy senses.

One piece of firewood after another was thrown into the fire. Su'er was already impatient to see the flames burning. He was too cold. His overly anxious mood almost extinguished the weak flames.

Finally, in his dazed eyes, the flames reflected in his pupils illuminated this corner.

"...Only at this time do you feel that the clothes of the Elf are very convenient?" Su'er couldn't help but glance at Think and complained.

There was nothing to be embarrassed about. On the other side of the campfire, the simple leather armor and clothes he had taken off were lying there waiting to be dried. At this moment, Su'er was only wearing a pair of half-knee shorts, and his upper body was directly exposed to the air, but he didn't feel cold. The heat generated by the campfire had already warmed this corner very well. To be honest, if Think hadn't been there, Su'er would have wanted to take off the shorts instead of wearing them and waiting for them to dry.

As for the pieces of cloth on Think body except for the robe, there was no need to be as troublesome as him. Just wait for a moment and they would be dried naturally.

"Your figure is not bad?", using a wooden stick to poke the campfire in front of him a few times, Think looked up at Su'er and smiled and said: "If you remove all the obstructions, Mr. Monkey's appearance is unexpectedly good? Just as gentle as a woman, it is more to my taste... The only regret is that there are a few flaws."

There was no shyness at all, and this Elf even commented like some experienced old hooligans.

In the past, he was just an ordinary person who lacked exercise. In the past few years after crossing over, he has developed a body of exquisite muscles. The only shortcoming may be that he lacks sufficient nutrition and looks a little thin, but it is also pleasing to the eye.

"... Appearance doesn't matter at all, right?", Su'er said in a listless manner, sitting closer to the campfire.

He should have had black hair, but for some reason, it turned into a faded platinum color after crossing over, and even the color of his pupils changed. If he was in his previous life, he might have been able to enter the entertainment industry with his appearance, but in this world, he is completely useless.

He didn't feel anything at all about Think saying that the scar from his right eye to his forehead was a flaw.

Can good looks allow him to punch the God of War?

"Hmm?", Think continued with a noncommittal hum, "I was really scared when Mr. Monkey suddenly stood up and started to take off his clothes. I thought that Mr. Monkey finally couldn't stand it in this environment and was ready to do something that would not leave regrets before he died... Isn't that what you said? Leaving behind the instinct of procreation?"

"It's really indescribable~, should I agree~, or refuse~, or pretend--"

"You still have the interest to make such a joke in this situation?", Su'er interrupted Think words with a weak voice.

He would believe Think words.

If he really wanted to do something just now, he would probably be the one who suffered from the triple magic that even the vampires didn't suffer.

Although she always seems to be talking about such dirty jokes, Su'er never believes that this elf really thinks so in her Heart... He has seen through it. Anyone who thinks he knows the character of this elf will only suffer the bitter consequences of such self-confidence.

She was the only one in her world, and everything else was under her feet.

Not bothering to care about Think sudden nervousness, Su'er just wanted to try his best to send Think back to the city of the Elf as agreed, so that he could provide a layer of secret protection for Riku and the others. As for himself...

He turned over the food next to the campfire, trying to make them heat more evenly. These were the supplies brought out from the now collapsed safe spot.

When Su'er thought of this, he regretted and wanted to pound the ground - he should have taken all the supplies there earlier, why was he so restrained at that time!