Chapter 3: The Battle of the Tower (End)

Yin Qiaolan lunged forward and bit Tan Anping's ear hard. "Ah! Damn it!" The dagger pierced her abdomen. Yin Qiaolan collapsed, clutching her wound. When she turned to look for Rong Yi, she found that he had already run away. "Jia Peng!"

When Jia Peng turned around and saw Rong Yi running towards him, he panicked for a moment. He was only three steps away from victory, and this woman was still trying to cause trouble. It was just a last-ditch effort.

Wait a minute! He suddenly remembered what the system said: be the first to knock down two towers.

The statement didn't specify which area of ​​the tower to push, nor did it say that two people couldn't enter the same tower. The system only recognizes which team delivered the final blow.

Having figured all this out, Jia Peng understood Rong Yi's intentions, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. No, no! He only had three more moves left!

Yin Qiaolan was not dead. Ignoring her wounds, she clung tightly to Tan Anping's leg with her blood-stained hands.

Previously, Rong Yi discovered that it only took him less than twenty minutes to find the gold coins. "Killing people is easy, especially with weapons. It won't take much time." Yin Qiaolan clearly remembered how indifferent Rong Yi's expression was when he said this.

So what are they supposed to do with the remaining forty minutes or so? Therefore, it's suspected that the mutual slaughter isn't the end; otherwise, there would be no need for a time limit.

The problem is that fighting each other consumes time, and the bigger problem is that the constant fighting and pushing towers makes things unstable, wasting substitute stones, and in the end, no one can win.

Instead of fighting back and forth, let the red team push the tower first, and they can finish the job.

Remembering Rong Yi's last words, "If there's a chance, try your best to hold one person back."

Tan Anping was furious. He raised the dagger high and stabbed downwards with force. Blood splattered onto his face, but Yin Qiaolan's arm still did not loosen.

On the other side, Jia Peng frantically pulled out a dagger to deliver the final blow, but seeing that the person had already run in, he turned to stab her.

Rong Yi dodged, and the pale white blade flashed again. She raised her hand and gripped the blade. The stinging pain made her frown, and blood seeped out between her fingers. With her right hand, she held the dagger she had picked up on the road as she ran, and thrust it straight at Jia Peng's throat.

Jia Peng naturally tried to dodge, and Rong Yi took the opportunity to kick him, releasing his left hand and flashing towards that transparent spot.

"No!" Jia Peng cried out in anguish.

The stone tower collapsed, and it was over.

[Congratulations to Team Blue for being the first to destroy two towers! Team Blue wins the newbie dungeon, Tower Siege]

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One second Rong Yi was hearing Jia Peng's cries, and the next second he found himself in this unfamiliar house.

I glanced at my hand, which had been injured in the dungeon, but it had now fully recovered.

[Congratulations on successfully completing the dungeon! Rewards: 1 non-tier bound dagger; 20 points; 1 weapon forging attempt; 1 set of non-tier survival supplies]

[Player has a weapon. Would you like to forge it?]

Forging? Rong Yi noticed the dagger had followed them. "No forging."

She first looked at the basic survival supplies.

Inside were thirty packs of compressed biscuits, ten one-liter bottles of purified water, a flint, a rope, a first-aid kit containing hemostatic powder, a liter of disinfectant, a liter of special alcohol, and a syringe for healing wounds.

The items look plentiful, but they're all neatly packed into a palm-sized bag, so heavy that it feels like there's nothing inside.

Let's look at my own information again:

Name: Rong Yi

Strength: Tier 0 (Medium)

Talent: None

Weapon: 1 unranked dagger

Items: 1 set of non-tiered survival supplies; 1 weapon forging attempt

Points: 20

The house we are currently in is fully furnished, except for food. If we want to eat something, we have to spend points to buy it.

Rong Yi opened the door and found a large number of people coming and going outside. In the distance, tall buildings stood tall, and houses were lined up one after another. Some people were selling products in shops, while others were setting up stalls on the street and shouting, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Fireshell Shrimp, fresh Tier 1 Fireshell Shrimp, two points for three portions, each portion weighing a full three ounces!"

"A Golden Cloth Turtle shell close to Tier 1, sturdy and durable, capable of withstanding ten attacks from Tier 1 creatures, for only fifty points!"

Rong Yi walked out of the house, turned around and found a shop behind him. He then realized that going back inside was just a thought away, which was convenient.

The stall selling fire-shelled shrimp was filled with a wonderful aroma. The owner had set up a grill, and the tender white shrimp meat emitted fragrant wisps of steam that went straight into the noses of passersby.

Rong Yi observed from the side and noticed that someone was buying shrimp, but he didn't know how to pay with points. He only noticed that the shrimp meat disappeared after the customer touched it.

She immediately opened the online store and searched for the word "storage." Sure enough, she saw a list of products, including storage rings and bracelets. The description said that they could only hold inanimate objects, and that the inside was a vacuum where time was stopped, meaning that they could keep things fresh.

However, the price is not cheap. A storage ring with a volume of one cubic meter costs 50 points, which Rong Yi cannot afford at the moment. He can only look at the storage backpack, the cheapest of which is a five-cubic-meter storage ring, which costs 10 points and has no preservation effect.

As soon as we approached the fire-shell shrimp stall, the owner immediately greeted us, "Freshly grilled fire-shell shrimp, would you like some?"

"I'm new here and I don't know how to pay the bill."

The boss understood, "Summon the system interface and think about paying me the points for this stall."

The operation was very simple. Rong Yi followed the instructions and the system responded and popped up an interface. Her points balance decreased by two points. The boss quickly picked out three parts of shrimp meat, and placed the shrimp tail meat and shrimp roe on the shrimp shell. She took a portion and ate it directly.

I bought the cheapest storage backpack at the mall; quite a few people on the street carry these kinds of bags.

If Rong Yi hadn't experienced that newbie instance, he would have thought this was a bustling city, with people coming and going, and holographic images covering the exteriors of tall buildings in the distance, with virtual characters appearing from time to time, the content of which seemed to be some kind of entertainment advertisement.

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Rong Yi was completely in the dark and didn't know anyone. After wandering around for a while, he went into a bar.

Once inside, the music was actually quieter than the noise from the other guests. Everyone was dressed fashionably and beautifully, their desires on full display.

Rong Yi glanced at the price list. A 500ml glass of beer cost three points, which was really expensive. She bought three servings of shrimp for only two points, but she could get free boiled water.

Some seats at the bar were empty; most people were indulging in a drunken stupor on the dance floor.

Rong Yi's outstanding appearance immediately drew attention upon his arrival. However, there is no coercion in Obsidian City; all players are forbidden from making moves here, or they will bear the consequences.

There was a man standing behind the bar, but he wasn't a bartender; he was just there to serve drinks to the players. "I'd like a clean glass," Rong Yi said to him.

The man expressionlessly took a glass from below the stage, and Rong Yi poured himself a glass of water.

A moment later, someone sat down next to her. "Alone? Why are you drinking plain water? Let me offer you a glass."

Rong Yi sized up the newcomer. He was handsome and had a good physique. After sitting down, his clothes were close-fitting, revealing some muscle definition. He had a friendly smile.

"I don't drink."

"Then let's be friends," Zheng Kangping replied as usual.

"OK."

Rong Yi's straightforward reply caught Zheng Kangping off guard. He noticed that Rong Yi had a fierce aura and was obviously not easy to approach, but he figured it wouldn't hurt to give it a try, so he sat down next to him.

Rong Yi turned around to face him directly. "I'm new here and there are many things I don't understand. Since you want to be friends with me, why don't you answer some questions for me, like, what kind of place is this?"

Zheng Kangping was genuinely surprised. Rong Yi clearly didn't look like a newcomer. "I see. This is Obsidian City, a place for real-world dungeon players to rest and transfer."

(End of this chapter)