The short man, in a fit of rage, grabbed the prisoner by the collar and forcefully pushed him out of the bushes toward the supply crates.

"You bastard!" The prisoner looked at the short man in disbelief, got up, and ran into the woods.

The short man picked up a thick branch that had been placed aside, jabbed it into the prisoner's abdomen, and pushed him back towards the supply box.

After a brief struggle, both men revealed their positions. The prisoner, in particular, who had been pushed out of the bushes, was now completely exposed to the Red Team's view.

Without hesitation, the masked man raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang--

Falling alongside the prisoner was the man who had pulled the trigger; he lay curled up on the ground in agony, blood gushing from his mouth.

The short man shuddered, clutching his chest with a complicated expression: "Liar..."

Strands of blood oozed from his mouth.

The prisoner managed a weak smile: "I... I said, to save my life... well..."

In the final moments of his life, when he was counting down the days, the last thing he remembered was that carefree and joyful time of ignorance.

At fourteen, like most people, he awakened his superpower. While others were testing their powers, he was bewildered. He vaguely sensed his superpower operating, but he couldn't discover its effects.

He had no choice but to carefully gather supplies, hoping that one day he could ask someone to "read" his superpowers.

People always love to fantasize. They buy lottery tickets and fantasize about winning the lottery; they get exam papers and fantasize about passing the exam; they meet their dream person and fantasize that the other person is in love with them; they awaken superpowers and fantasize that they are invincible.

Before he knew what superpowers were, he always fantasized that he possessed extraordinary skills and that once he fully mastered his superpowers, he would surely soar to great heights!

Although there were occasional worries about the unknown, overall it was a period that could be considered somewhat happy.

However, all the good things came to an abrupt end the moment he had gathered enough supplies and learned of his superpower.

His superpower is rather useless—when he dies, he takes the person who killed him with him and causes serious injury to everyone within a 300-meter radius.

He felt like the sky had fallen.

His superpowers were indeed constantly active, but they only truly took effect at the moment of his death!

He can't even let others know his true superpower, because the latter part of the power will cause harm indiscriminately to both friend and foe.

If his teammates knew, no... no one would want to be his teammate.

If others knew about his supernatural abilities, they would definitely despise him and stay away from him. Putting yourself in their shoes, radical individuals might even try to kill him, hiding far away and having someone else kill him!

What to do? What to do?

It must not be known by anyone, it absolutely must not be known by anyone!

When he came to his senses, the person who could "read" other people's superpowers had already been smothered to death.

From then on, there was only one evolved being in the wasteland who could take away the person who killed me and the nearest enemy.

He closed his eyes, unable to tell whether he felt resentment or relief.

His secret, the deepest buried secret, the secret that terrified him, was finally discovered at the moment of his death; he no longer needed to hide it…

With the prisoner dead, the man who pulled the trigger also died. At the same time, the short man, Bai Jiu, Lu Xiaofeng, and the remaining members of the Red Team were all seriously wounded.

One of the surviving masked men, barely breathing, said, "Something's wrong, retreat."

The red team members moved slowly, gradually revealing their figures.

Bai Jiu, who had been lying in wait, bit through the blood pack Xia Chuhe had given him, calmly pulled the trigger, and killed one person.

"Smoke bomb!" the surviving masked man shouted, then vanished again.

However, the props were used too late!

Wang Mei, who had been lying on the supply crate and being mistaken for a corpse, suddenly sprang up, teleported to the masked man's side, and mercilessly plunged her dagger into his heart.

One, two, all the masked men died.

Then, Wang Mei and Bai Jiu simultaneously targeted the short man who was seriously injured and on the run. Wang Mei gave Bai Jiu a look and took the lead in restraining Lu Xiaofeng, who had already lost his mind.

Bai Jiu then targeted the shorter men and unleashed a barrage of fire.

After killing the person, Bai Jiu glanced at the live point map. After removing the densely packed X's nearby, only five blue dots and one red dot remained on the map.

Bai Jiu's feelings were complicated: "It's a success..."

Wang Mei tied up Lu Xiaofeng and laughed, "Yes, it worked."

This time, she used a very thick and strong rope.

...

The plan was simple: lure the Red Team, use them to kill the prisoners, and then let the Red Team suffer the consequences.

It all started with that map-wide announcement: "Top-tier homing warhead has spawned at the center point, the final battle begins!"

The top-tier item doesn't exist; it's just bait to lure the red team.

This line was written by Xia Chuhe, who used a megaphone prop so that everyone in the instance could hear it and think it was a system announcement, rather than a trap.

Then, Wang Mei naturally brought the prisoners on stage, and she had two tasks.

One tactic is to bring the prisoners to the supply crates and pretend that you are teammates with them.

Secondly, by dying, he proved to the Red Team that "attacking people who are carrying supplies is safe," thus lowering their guard and enabling them to shoot prisoners without any psychological burden after "killing" Wang Mei.

However, plans can't keep up with changes, and a small hiccup occurred in the middle.

The allure of the top-tier item was too great; even the short guy who had already escaped returned to the center to try and steal it.

When the prisoners escaped from Wang Mei's control, Wang Mei seriously considered whether to return and recapture them.

However, Bai Jiu, as a backup plan, cooperated very well with Wang Mei. He used the communication headset to inform Wang Mei to continue the plan and complete mission two. Bai Jiu would take Wang Mei's place and drop the prisoners near the supply boxes.

Sending Wang Mei alone to serve as a scout for the Red Team is safer and more reliable.

However, before Bai Jiu could act on the prisoners, the short guy unexpectedly took the initiative and helped Wang Mei complete the first task.

Furthermore, the first shot Wang Mei received wasn't from the Red Team, but from Bai Jiu. Bai Jiu didn't target Wang Mei's vital points; the real fatal wound came from the second shot fired by the Red Team. Therefore, the Red Team never expected that someone who had died twice would still be alive!

Wang Mei's feigned death laid the foundation for the final series of critical hits, which was the key action to completely annihilate the Red Team.

The biggest variable in this plan was the prisoners' supernatural abilities. Fortunately, they didn't lose the gamble.

In order to carry out their plan, they also paid a price, using up their resurrection armor.

The plan was a great success; the game is about to end.

Lu Xiaofeng's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, innocently raising his hands: "Why are you tying me up? Aren't we on the same team?"

Wang Mei turned her head and secretly rolled her eyes. Bai Jiu gave him a disdainful look; this undercover agent was shameless enough to still be pretending even now!

"Are you all alright?" Xia Chuhe's greeting came through the earpiece.

"Everything is going well. I'll bring Lu Xiaofeng and everyone together now. We don't know if there's any residual poison nearby, so please don't come over yet," Wang Mei said considerately.