Chapter 32 Reaching the Summit

As Rong Yi was being recruited into the team again, his mind wandered. She hadn't even made a move yet, but her strength was already undeniable.

"No, I have to go upstairs." She refused without hesitation.

"Still putting on airs? You've got some nerve," one of the muscular men said irritably.

Rong Yi frowned, looked the man up and down, and said impatiently, "Heh, if you can beat me, I'll join you."

If it were her first day at the tower, she would still be in a good mood and speak kindly, but now she has almost no patience left, and every time she hunts a monster, it feels like she is venting her frustrations.

The muscular man couldn't stand such provocation. "Damn, does he really think he's so tough!"

The woman, who seemed to be their leader, didn't stop him. She let the muscular man hand the weapon to the person next to him, shrug his shoulders, and show a determined look of ready to fight.

Rong Yi's impatience vanished, replaced by the excitement of the impending battle that stimulated all her senses.

In this moment of excitement, just as the muscular man threw a punch, Rong Yi struck without warning, grabbing the man's wrist and elbow, and gently lifting them upwards. With a snap, the muscular man's forearm, which had thrown the punch, fell to the ground in a twisted position.

"ah--!"

Before the muscular man could scream for more than two seconds, Rong Yi drew his Canglan dagger, grabbed his chin, and forced him to tilt his head back, the sharp blade pressed against his vulnerable Adam's apple.

The muscular man looked up and met Rong Yi's gaze. She was wearing a mask, and her pure black pupils seemed like a bottomless abyss. He unconsciously clenched his teeth and shuddered.

With just a flick of Rong Yi's wrist, his life would be over.

Rong Yi's hand gripped the dagger tightly, the scalding blood surging through his body, and he could clearly hear the rhythm of his blood vessels throbbing in his ears.

Cut it open and see the bright red blood, like a warm fountain.

A demonic voice seemed to urge Rong Yi to go on a killing spree. She closed her eyes tightly, completely ignoring the fact that her muscular companions had pointed their guns at her.

Unable to take action, Rong Yi subconsciously felt that this loss of control would bring him one step closer to complete loss of control.

She removed the dagger, looked at the muscular man and his companions, and said coldly, "Get lost."

If someone had spoken to them like that before, they would have pulled the trigger and sent the person to hell. But faced with Rong Yi's murderous gaze, their sixth sense warned their bodies not to act.

The muscular man staggered to his feet and was helped away by his two companions.

After a minor skirmish, everyone around had dispersed, and Rong Yi easily put away the broken bone.

While searching for the entrance to the upper level, I began to recall the slight loss of control I had just experienced.

It's always the same. When she's emotionally agitated or in battle, her strength increases rapidly, and she gains more precise control over every part of her body. But this is accompanied by the awakening of her bloodthirsty and murderous nature.

When the blood sprayed onto his body and touched his skin, Rong Yi felt his soul tremble with pleasure.

This is a very abnormal trend...

This wasn't a pleasant feeling. While enjoying it, Rong Yi would subconsciously suppress it and bring his rationality back.

She enjoys close-quarters combat, but given the current situation, she should avoid close combat and use firearms whenever possible instead of hand-to-hand fighting.

With this understanding, Rong Yi continued to use firearms afterward.

When Rong Yi reached the 39th floor, she wanted to find someone to ask about the situation above the 40th floor, but no one could answer the question, and some even thought that she would be courting death if she went up there.

At this moment, Rong Yi remembered Zhang Shiting and the others, and immediately sent a message.

Rong Yi: [Have you reached the 40th floor yet?]

After waiting for about two minutes, a message replied: "[We've arrived. There are all sorts of strange animals here, more than on the 30th floor. Be careful. We're trying to go to the 66th floor, but it seems a bit difficult.]"

Rong Yi: [Okay, thank you]

That was enough information. Rong Yi prepared the magazine and opened the door to the 40th floor.

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The corridor on the 40th floor is much wider. In contrast to the almost blinding white downstairs, all the tiles here are smoky gray, and there is a prominent doorway on one side of the corridor.

Rong Yi was wearing a mask and didn't notice the foul smell mixed with fishy odor.

Rong Yi paced quietly and tried to open the door, only to find that it was locked from the inside, which was better than the situation downstairs where doors could be opened freely.

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire came from behind. It seemed that we had encountered the creatures that had been released on this level.

Rong Yi abandoned his idea of ​​exploring the room and turned to find the source of the sound.

After turning a corner, Rong Yi saw a group of enlarged rats. They weren't quite rats, though. These creatures had their fur standing on end, chirped incessantly, and pounced on people, gnawing at their faces with sharp teeth. In just a few bites, they had gnawed the faces clean, even breaking the bones.

However, bullets are very effective at damaging them, but because they are so large, it takes several shots to kill them.

The slender rat tails can bend flexibly to pull down and hook people. What's terrifying is that a round hole appears in the floor where the rats are located, and more rats keep crawling up from underneath.

Rong Yi immediately joined the hunting team, aiming every shot at the rat's eyes, the scorching bullets shattering the rat's brains.

It felt like returning to the survival dungeon where we encountered a huge swarm of crocodiles; this time it was a swarm of rats.

Rats kept breaking through the hail of bullets; their plump bodies possessed astonishing speed, allowing them to quickly dart to a person's legs.

Gradually, the crowd began to retreat, while Rong Yi remained in place, firing steadily and methodically. The movement of the rat swarm in front of her was transmitted from her eyes to her brain, and the order of her shots was determined by the sequence of their movements.

"Three minutes left! Hold on a little longer, the tunnel is about to close." Someone behind us reminded us.

"Up! Up! I need to reload!"

"I'll do it."

"This place is about to be breached! Send reinforcements!"

The crowd remained relatively calm, but because the battle was urgent, they had to repeat their cries for support several times, otherwise the cries would not be heard at all.

Just as the person said, the hole closed a minute later, and a rat that was halfway up was caught and its lower body was severed.

At this moment, the pile of rat carcasses in the corridor was half a meter high. With the added height, the rats that climbed up bounced with their hind legs. Someone put away their gun, grabbed a rat by the jaw, and pinched the fleshy ring.

The rat's head was encircled by a large hand, the man's arm muscles bulged, the rat struggled frantically, and the next second the rat's head was crushed.

"Damn, this thing is disgusting." The man exclaimed as he sniffed his hands after throwing away the rat carcass.

The rat swarm was all killed, and the others took the guns from the human corpses lying on the ground.

After the kill, the wall moved and several large boxes were waiting to be opened. The person at the front opened the white box first. Inside were five syringes of cryogenically stored medication, neatly stacked.

"Old Chen, my team has lost a good player. Leave one for me."

"You're making it sound like we didn't lose any people."

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The scene resembled the haggling of middle-aged women at a market, an intense, albeit invisible, battle.

Looking at the piles of rat carcasses, Rong Yi thought that even if they had no research value, their flesh could still be used as food as long as it wasn't poisonous.

But will the people here collect these corpses?

Given that everyone is currently debating the distribution of supplies, Rong Yi decided to take some first, and if anyone tries to stop him, he'll see what happens.

(End of this chapter)