His chest heaved weakly. "This game has no end. Let's just leave it at that."
Zhang Yan resignedly closed his eyes.
He actually wanted to live, but when he thought about how there would be another round even if he could pass this one, he decided that he might as well die.
The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his temple, and Shi Jinzhe saw Zhang Yan's trembling eyelids and his tense neck muscles.
He looked away and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out from the woods.
Shi Jin gave Zhang Yan a swift and decisive end.
He earned 317 points from the kill, collected the dropped items, and saw that there were six speed boosts among them, three for each of them.
Then he said to Shekh and Ji Hui, "They can locate us over there. We won't rest anymore; we'll use the props to speed things up."
Shekh shook the mud off his feet and stretched out his hands to Shi Jinzhe, "Can you still carry me even if you're dirty?"
Shi Jin bent down in front of her, and she quickly hugged him.
The three kept walking, taking a 15-minute break every four hours to drink some water before continuing.
Sixteen hours later, Ji Hui took his fifth break.
He looked at Shi Jinzhe with admiration.
That's awesome.
Hiking for sixteen hours is not a big deal, but carrying someone while leaning forward for sixteen hours is quite impressive.
Even with the enhancement of the formation, this endurance is terrifying.
Doesn't it hurt when you bend over repeatedly?
Just looking at him along the way, he felt like he had developed lumbar muscle strain on his behalf.
Do you need to rest a little longer?
Shi Jin shrugged his shoulders and said, "No need."
He kept his body in top condition, even though it was energy-intensive, because this game was all about time.
"Let's keep going."
When Shi Jinzhe took the initiative to pick up Shehe, Ji Hui understood.
So this is the power of love.
Oh dear...
Are his two mysterious teammates still alive? Could they come and keep him company?
Ji Hui sincerely hoped that they could successfully reunite, and with this hope in mind, he stayed as a third wheel for another twelve hours.
Two hours later, the bushes gradually thinned out, and footprints from other directions appeared on the slightly open, wet ground.
A sliver of white light peeked through the gloomy sky, and on the distant horizon, a towering, magnificent, greyish-white wall merged into the skyline.
Ji Hui: "Finally, I've made it out..."
Shi Jinzhe raised his head and said, "We have to get over there. Let's go, we're just a little bit more away."
As the sun set, the three, who had only recently returned to daylight, finally arrived at the foot of the white high wall and even saw some fresh, living people.
A man and a woman squatted at the base of the white, cracked city wall, holding up small signs, like they were picking someone up at an airport.
The game area code, which I knew by heart, was written boldly in red pen above.
This is an incredibly bold and skillful act; it's unclear what kind of thought process led to this method of recognizing teammates.
Ji Hui was uncertain, "...These are our teammates?"
He squinted. The woman had long hair draped over her shoulders, with strands of hair at her temples fluttering in the wind. She looked frail and delicate, dressed in white, and was there doing her nails. She filed them a couple of times, blew on them, and looked quite relaxed.
Then look at the man, he has a small bun on his head, and his hair looks better than the woman next to him. He is wearing a drab blue Taoist robe, holding a small cardboard sign, seemingly lost in thought, muttering something to himself.
If he were older and lay down on the ground, the two of them could put on a live performance of selling themselves into servitude to bury their father.
Anyway, it seems to adhere to the law of conservation of strength.
The woman in white was the first to spot the three approaching figures. Her eyes lit up, and she dropped her nail clippers, grabbed the Taoist priest beside her by the bun of hair, and excitedly exclaimed, "Teammates! Teammates!"
The Taoist priest in the blue robe suddenly snapped back to reality. "Really? We've been waiting for almost two days, and they've finally arrived?"
Ji Hui took a step back. "Don't move, stand there, and sing the national anthem for me."
The woman and the Taoist priest quickly sang out, confirming that they were indeed teammates.
The five reunited and recognized each other, and the system immediately broadcast the progress in the minds of all surviving players.
[Faction cA1782 has completed the first phase of the mission and successfully left the Misty Forest. The remaining 43 players are requested to leave within 36 hours.]
Sixty points were credited to his account instantly. Sheh carefully put away the guide pointer, marveling at how easily he had earned those sixty points.
She felt uneasy, as if the game was making her feel restless.
Shi Jin turned to the two teammates who had finally rejoined him and asked, "How far is your landing point from here? Tell me the details."
The woman introduced herself: "I am Yan Ruoying, and this is Pusheng. We landed over there and walked for more than two hours to get out of the forest. We have been waiting here ever since. I know you, so I just wrote down the area code."
Shi Jinzhe: "Aren't you afraid that someone else who came here might strike first and kill you?"
Yan Ruoying: "If I don't write this sign, those who want to kill me will still kill me. It will just give me more time to maneuver, but I can't escape. It's better to be direct and avoid wasting time on recognition between those on the same side."
Pu Sheng, standing to the side, had clear eyes and agreed, saying, "She's right. Let it be, it's all up to fate."
"I think she's right."
Shi Jinzhe turned her head and saw Sheh nodding to her, indicating that she agreed with the approach.
"They can only live for a while, not forever. As long as they don't run into us, they will all die in the end. Holding up signs really doesn't have any impact."
...
He understood. There was a reason why these two could be assigned to the same game and be on the same side, given that there were so many players in the same world.
Shekh is the link between them; their thought processes all end up in the same place.
He sighed briefly, "You guys are pretty lucky; you landed right on the very edge of the area."
Yan Ruoying shrugged: "Maybe it's because my skill is called [Good Fortune], it's a pity it's not a three-character card, otherwise the area coverage effect would make your landing points closer. The four-character card is still a bit less effective for teammates."
“Wait a minute,” Ji Hui interrupted her, “You’re a four-character card, so our team has two two-character cards and two four-character cards…”
He turned to Pusheng and asked, "What character are you?"
Pu Sheng bent his index finger and shyly made a "nine" shape.
Ji Hui rubbed his forehead.
Two + two + four + four + nine, plus his three-character card, makes a total of twenty-four characters for the six people.
He said, "I have a three-character card. The regional competition emphasizes the balance of strength. In my experience, if the number of players in the nine factions is evenly distributed, then the total number of characters in the skills is 24. If we encounter other factions with full players later, we should make more judgments. If we are not good enough, we should not directly face high-level players."
Pu Sheng scratched his head sheepishly, "I know, but I'm terrible at it and have bad luck, so I might drag you guys down."
Upon hearing this, Shi Jinzhe denied the claim, saying, "The fact that you can be in a group with Yan Ruoying proves that you are not bad."
"Why?"
He paused, then asked Pusheng, "You really don't know?"
Someone who can pass at least eight games using the Nine Cards is either an exceptionally skilled player or has other cards hidden.
Lucky cards are special; their strength lies in their ability to change the situation with unexpected twists and turns, but they themselves have no combat power.
Therefore, players with lucky cards will have the "good luck" to encounter players with both good character and skill in each round of the game.
The fact that Yan Ruoying and the other two were in the same group must mean that Pu Sheng has something special about him; his strength and even his character and qualities are not bad.
However, this should be Pu Sheng's first time entering the regional ranking competition. He hasn't realized yet that the "naive and innocent" persona is no longer suitable in front of veteran actors.
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