Chapter 14 Survival of the Brave
On the way, Song Hang told Rong Yi a lot about Obsidian City and the dungeon. First of all, in the dungeon, not only do you have to keep your life, but you also have to do your best to collect resources. If you want to become stronger, unlocking your talents is the first step, but once you unlock your talents, you still have to spend points to enhance them.
Gene enhancement injections are the most basic type, and even the basic injections can sell for 1,000 points. This is the price before reaching the next level; once you reach the next level, the price skyrockets.
Of course, injections alone are not enough; eating high-quality food and absorbing energy are also essential.
In short, talent can greatly increase a person's ability to protect themselves, but it can also make them a super money-devouring beast.
He also mentioned the audience.
"You can talk about this?" Rong Yi was quite surprised. After all, she had tried to ask others before, but many avoided the topic, whether out of fear of the audience or because the audience was a taboo subject in the city.
“Most people are reluctant to talk about the audience. I only learned about the audience from a friend who went to a higher-level instance,” Song Hang said. “Those audience members… are taciturn, but very… you know.”
Rong Yi wasn't sure what he meant, but it certainly wasn't a good word. "Could the audience directly communicate with the people inside the instance?"
Song Hang frowned. "I don't know either. My friend didn't dare to say much. He only said to perform well in the dungeon, especially when the audience is paying attention to you."
"In short, it's about pleasing the audience. Everyone has different tastes and focuses on different things. The only thing they have in common is that they like strong players. In the end, my friend said that if you want to leave the dungeon and leave Obsidian City, the audience has to really like you."
Rong Yi didn't react to this, nor did he ask how to please the audience.
Seeing her attitude, Song Hang knew that she didn't care much about this. "However, this is still a long way off for us. Those who can be selected by the audience are all exceptionally talented and extremely powerful. Such people are very rare."
Therefore, for the vast majority of people, leaving the instance is almost impossible; being alive now is nothing more than a slow death.
"Thank you for telling me all this, but I'm very poor and have nothing to repay you with. These two packets of braised beef are just a small token of my gratitude." Braised beef is currently her favorite food, and it was quite an achievement for her to be able to produce two packets. With these, she only has eight packets left, and she doesn't know where she can buy them.
Song Hang's other three teammates, who had been quiet all the time, focused their attention on the braised beef. One point could buy more than a dozen packs of this food, but it was better than not showing any interest at all.
Song Hang accepted the thanks with a smile, "Then I won't stand on ceremony. Let's walk the rest of the way together. After all, we're practically friends now."
Rong Yi remained noncommittal, but ultimately these people meant no harm.
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Song Hang was quite talkative. Even though Rong Yi didn't talk much, he still talked about the shops in Obsidian City, telling them which shop sold the most complete range of medicines and which stall made the cheapest and most plentiful food. He knew them all like the back of his hand.
All Rong Yi could do was express his gratitude and silently remember the names of these shops.
Although Obsidian City is so vast that it seems to have no end, and shops are as numerous as the stars, it is easy to find a shop whose name you know. You can just walk a few steps and you will see it.
Song Hang and his group's food was far more luxurious than Rong Yi's. Since each of them had a storage ring, the food they took out was always piping hot and fragrant.
Although Rong Yi was envious, she didn't take the food that Song Hang offered; it wasn't like she didn't have food.
Just when everyone thought they had overcome the most difficult hurdle and could reach the coordinates more easily, the system suddenly sent a message.
Urgent Notice:
Given that the number of surviving players in this instance exceeds the expected limit, the system will issue an emergency quest.
1. The frequency and extent of map collapses have increased;
2. While maintaining the advanced quests, the basic quests have been adjusted so that only the first 1,000 players can survive and leave the instance.
The insults from those around them grew increasingly intense, as if they wanted to drag the system out and smash it to pieces.
Despite the complaints, everyone still honestly started running. There were only a limited number of survival slots, and being a step too slow could mean dying in the dungeon.
After scanning the notification, Rong Yi ran faster than Song Hang and the others. Now that she had plenty of energy, running for more than half an hour continuously was not a problem.
"Do you have a launcher? That would be faster," Song Hang asked her.
Rong Yi immediately took off her bag, took out the throwing device, checked it to make sure there was no problem, and immediately aimed it at the front. Unfortunately, there were too many people running and flying, and she was really worried that she might hit someone if she wasn't careful.
Just minutes after the emergency notice was issued, the ground shook again, and a collapse occurred!
Some people couldn't help but curse out loud, but not many did; most kept their mouths shut and ran for their lives.
The ground tremors grew stronger and stronger. Rong Yi used his excellent aim to hit a tree trunk twenty meters away. At this moment, he could not care about Song Hang and the others' situation and had to run away.
When the rope reached the bottom, Rong Yi bumped into a tree. The thrower worked well, but he still had to bump into it to reach his destination.
Just as he was pulling out the iron claw, a gust of wind swept over the back of his head. Rong Yi turned his head to dodge, and his bulging fist grazed his hair as it slammed into the tree stump. The burly man who threw the punch glared and said, "Hand over the throwing device."
Rong Yi quickly raised her hand and pulled, the iron claw was pulled out, and she ran away with the throwing device in her arms.
The burly man chased after her, but he didn't catch up for long before snatching someone else's things, leaving the robbed person shouting and cursing angrily.
As she shot another arrow into a distant tree, Rong Yi was about to press the button when the taut rope suddenly loosened. Looking up, she saw that it was a man with a scorpion tattooed on his right cheek who had cut it off. Not only did he cut it off, but he also looked at her with a malicious smile, provocatively.
Oh shit!
Throw away the thrower, memorize that man's face, and never rest until he's dead!
The person who cut her ropes quickly disappeared. A sharp claw suddenly swept past her side, and several figures flew over the ropes from behind, almost hitting her.
As Rong Yi ran, he took out a rope from his backpack and tied it to the handle of his dagger. If he really reached a desperate situation, he could rely on this simple equipment to seek a sliver of hope.
The ground beneath her feet began to crack, and the collapse was about to catch up.
With burning anger in his heart, Rong Yi's eyes swept firmly across all the trees in front of him, ready to throw his dagger at any moment.
The cracks in the ground spread forward with his running speed, and Rong Yi could clearly hear everything behind him breaking and falling until his right foot lost its footing, but thankfully his left foot landed on the ground that was not broken.
It was that familiar feeling again, as if everything had slowed down. Rong Yi gritted his teeth and threw his right arm forward with a powerful motion, the tip of the knife like an unstoppable army.
The dagger narrowly grazed several people, injuring some, but fortunately the tip pierced the tree trunk, which required two people to encircle.
Rong Yi began to fall, and the ground rose in her line of sight until it disappeared from sight.
Suddenly the rope tightened, and it was done!
At this moment, she moved with extreme agility, grabbing and climbing section by section with both hands, her speed matching the speed of the collapse, and even walking on the edge of the collapse as if on flat ground.
Having successfully returned to the ground, Rong Yi ran along the direction of the rope. She closed her eyes and focused on getting the weapon back into her hand. After her face paled slightly, the dagger that had been tied to the rope appeared in her hand.
(End of this chapter)
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