"I'm not giving you many tasks. Find something that allows you to locate it at any time. If it's a player, that's best. Otherwise, find something belonging to an important native. Those two brothers are specifically there to protect you. If you want to team up with me, I don't have the energy to be responsible for your safety, nor will I slow down the original plan to take care of you. If there is any danger, you will be responsible for your own life or death. Can you accept that?"

Li Huaizhen put it quite bluntly: this is a race to be number one, and only the first place will receive a reward.

At first, he thought he was lucky to be on the same team as Zhou Qiyu. But not long after landing, he heard that Shi Jinzhe and Shehe were also playing in the same game. Fortunately, there was Mu Zhi in the team who could locate him. If he couldn't intercept them, he could still stalk the cicada while unaware of the oriole behind. As a result, she lost her snake skin.

The ups and downs couldn't be more dramatic than this, not to mention the other high-level players in the other factions that they hadn't encountered yet. Li Huaizhen really wasn't in the mood to comfort a teammate who had made a mistake.

"If you have any self-awareness, then listen to my arrangements and stay in their group. They are indeed six-character players, but your combat power is the lowest in the team, so they are more than capable of protecting you."

"Li Huaizhen, that's enough." Zhou Qiyu felt that if he continued, Mu Zhi's self-esteem would be destroyed. "We're still on the same side. As long as she knows that what she did was inappropriate, that's enough."

"To be honest, if you're not capable enough, then do whatever I say." Li Huaizhen thought for a moment, swallowed the rest of what he wanted to say, and only said one last thing to Mu Zhi, "Your strength is not enough to support your ideas."

Zhou Qiyu closed her eyes briefly. "If you say less, I can still catch up with that guy now."

"Then go after him, I'm not saying anything more."

"..."

Li Huaizhen took off his black-rimmed glasses. "Let's take care of him before he rejoins the main force."

"So you wanted to kill him from the start, why waste time saying all this?" Zhou Qiyu turned his head and looked at him.

“It won’t delay.” Li Huaizhen blinked, his brown pupils narrowed, and then the radiating patterns rotated like a kaleidoscope, overlapping and reflecting.

At the same time, Zhou Qiyu's eyes, which were meeting his gaze, also rotated.

The twin brothers hid in a corner, trying to minimize their presence. Just as they were at a loss, Zhou Qiyu disappeared on the spot.

There was no sound, no movement, not even the shadows of the trees nearby trembled; the person was simply gone.

"...Where did he go?"

"Chase them." Li Huaizhen stopped looking at the other three and focused on controlling his skills.

Zhou Qiyu was very close to Ji Hui, who had escaped.

In the southeast corner of the manor, Ji Hui, who had just run out diagonally and was about to leave the bushes, heard Pu Sheng's panicked warning, "Watch out behind you!"

A silver bullet grazed Ji Hui's face. He turned around in surprise and realized that someone was following him.

Zhou Qiyu raised his hand, about to tear off the white talisman on his back.

Ji Hui raised his leg and kicked back. Under the control of the acceleration prop, he retreated more than ten steps in a row, as if braking, leaving two long imprints on the ground with his feet.

Zhou Qiyu used the special prop, the Silent Pistol, again. What seemed like a normal movement to him was completely missed by Ji Hui.

"bend over!"

Pu Sheng hid in a large wardrobe in a bedroom, stretching his neck and using a breathy voice to shout for someone to bend over.

Yan Ruoying pushed aside the clothes covering his head and watched him tap back and forth with the five fingers of his left hand, like a fortune teller.

She took a moment to tell Ji Hui, "I'm on the second floor in the southeast corner. Try to get closer to me."

Ji Hui clutched his left shoulder, threw fourteen flying knives, and tried to get into the building.

Another bullet pierced his left shoulder. Zhou Qiyu murmured in confusion, "Three shots in a row missed. How lucky are you?"

He easily dodged the flying knife and was wondering if his skills had deteriorated when he heard Ji Hui's inner thoughts: go to the second floor in the southeast corner.

Li Huaizhen couldn't stand it anymore, "Are you even capable?"

"He has a talisman on his back, similar to your skill, which has been helping him avoid risks."

“It’s not just about avoiding risks.” Li Huaizhen’s eyes flickered with emotion. “They have a lucky card in their ranks.”

No wonder.

Zhou Qiyu dodged the flying knives that were entangled around him. Before he could give chase, Ji Hui's fourteen flying knives disassembled and transformed, quickly reassembling into twenty-eight sharp spears that stabbed down from his head.

At the same time, a large patch of spikes suddenly sprang up from the ground beneath his feet. Fortunately, the speed was fast enough that he wasn't surrounded and riddled with holes.

Not far away, Ji Hui had already left the bushes and climbed onto the edge of the balcony when a throwing knife came from behind and pierced the back of his hand.

He recognized it as his throwing knife. When he looked up, Zhou Qiyu was already standing on the balcony, looking down at him.

"So there's a four-character lucky card in this room. Are you planning to run here?"

Upon hearing Li Huaizhen give her the name, Zhou Qiyu said to Ji Hui, "Yan Ruoying, right? You still have a nine-character card."

Upon hearing this, Pu Sheng's heart leaped into his throat. It seemed that Zhou Qiyu intended to take advantage of Shi Jinzhe and Shehe's absence to capture all three of them in one fell swoop.

He was conflicted; what should he do now?

"Don't worry, I'm here." Yan Ruoying softly comforted him, but she herself was nervously biting her lip, constantly muttering to herself, "I'm so lucky... so lucky... so lucky! Buddha, Bodhisattva, Queen Mother of the West, Mazu, Ksitigarbha, whoever it is, please bless the three of us..."

Ji Hui's hand was injured and he could hardly support his own weight. His hand slipped, and he fell from the second-floor balcony.

The thud was quite loud. Zhou Qiyu raised his hand and fired a shot, aiming it at Ji Hui's heart. Just before pulling the trigger, he decided it wasn't safe and pulled out a rocket launcher, aiming it at Ji Hui instead.

"If you don't die, you'll have let me down too much."

Li Huaizhen on the other end was speechless. "You'll disturb the patrol team."

“I have checked the other two rooms besides the third floor.”

"Alright, let's retreat." Li Huaizhen deactivated his skill and led his men away.

Zhou Qiyu loaded the ammunition, and then there was a loud bang.

Pu Sheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard it coming from inside the closet.

The balcony door was pulled open, followed by the sound of breathing that had stopped at the wardrobe door.

He took a deep breath, and just then, the wardrobe door, which had been opened a crack, suddenly slammed shut. Zhou Qiyu was gone!

Pusheng withdrew his hand from the other skill card, tilted his head back, and saw Shekh's face through the dazzling, oversized skirt.

"come out."

Pu Sheng and Yan Ruoying hurriedly climbed out, "Ji Hui, he..."

Shekh interrupted him, "He's not dead."

"...This is just too unbelievable."

Lying on his back on the ground, Ji Hui looked on in astonishment and picked up the piece of snake molt that had been covering him.