Chapter 1234 Promotion Game 25
Based on the ratio of an S-rank player's real-world distance traveled to their map distance, we can estimate how much one centimeter on the map represents. The red dot represents the player's walking speed. Even if Usain Bolt were running on it, the speed at which this tiny red dot moves would indicate that the location displayed on the map is extremely small.
Maybe it is as big as a county town, or even the size of a village.
Ever since Fu Yizhi mentioned that there was a pattern, Fu Anan now sees everything as a game prompt.
She looked at the map floating in the air and reached out to touch it.
The map can be moved, shrunk, and enlarged in her hands, but the distance is extremely limited.
Fu Anan suddenly remembered a story she had learned when she was a child - five blind men touched an elephant. Some of them touched the ear and thought the elephant was like a palm-leaf fan; others touched the body and thought the elephant was like a wall.
Maybe they are the blind men touching the elephant, seeing only part of the game.
But what does this have to do with the other people they found in Mang?
Fu Anan was lost in thought as she pondered the matter until Fu Yizhi called out to her, "Which direction are you going?"
On the map, two small red dots were tightly packed together, and the red dots radiating outward were getting closer and closer. Zooming in, you could see several S-rank players scattered very close to them.
There are lone wolves and there are also companion players.
As the saying goes, you should pick on the weak ones. "Brother Fu, let's go pick on the ones who are alone."
Fu Anan said this in a particularly unchivalrous manner.
When you can fight in a group, of course you don't choose to fight alone.
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The lone red dot
During the four hours of T2, people generally roam around, and few people are willing to be stubborn and cause trouble.
Yelasaba Bulivela, an S002 player from Blue Star 3671, had entered the competitive games early, so he had accumulated a considerable amount of points, just enough to place him in the top 100. If he could kill one or two more S-rank players and increase his points to the top 50, he would be virtually certain to qualify as the Heir in this round of games.
But what's annoying is that two days have passed and he hasn't killed a single S-level player.
Seeing several players stepping into the top 100 one after another and myself dropping from 79 to 80+, I couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis.
Yelasababulivi was thinking about something when he punched the ordinary player who came to provoke him. His strengthened arms were harder than steel. With one punch, the player's head exploded like a watermelon.
Invulnerable to swords and guns, and extremely powerful.
The players who had originally surrounded him all stopped, those who were far away from him ran away, and those who were close to him were used as tools to vent his anger and died miserably.
Yelasababulivi shook off the body of the last ordinary player and sneered, "Waste."
As he spoke, he looked at the moving screen and saw two red dots moving towards him on the map. Yelasababrivi's originally arrogant smile gradually disappeared, replaced by caution.
He quickly left this position and moved regularly to see if these people were coming for him.
Of course.
During the T2 period, the movements of S-level players could not be deceived.
After confirming the other party's intention, Yelasababrivi chose a complex terrain to escape from the player who was chasing him closely.
Soon after, he was standing on a high ground, looking down at the two players chasing him.
No, there are four, two men and two women.
Is this because he is worried that his own strength is not enough, so he specially asked two ordinary players to help him?
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