Chapter 67 Reappearance of Civilization
The closer they got to Jin'an District, the more horrific the scenes became. On the way, they witnessed several zombies gathered around a person. Why wasn't the person dead? Because that person was still breathing when he was being eaten alive, and was crying intermittently.
Wei Yanqing snapped his neck cleanly, giving him a quick death, while Rong Yi harvested several zombies.
The initial excitement had vanished, and the cycling group grew increasingly silent, completely lacking the enthusiasm they had shown yesterday for heading to the base.
Fortunately, they didn't encounter any large-scale zombie hordes on the road; at most, there were groups of twenty or thirty zombies, which Rong Yi easily dealt with with one-handed shooting.
When they were less than three kilometers from the base, they encountered a team of players.
Not the ones they know.
The team consisted of fifteen men, each carrying a rifle.
Upon seeing that Wei Yanqing, who was leading the group, was a player, while the others were all ordinary people, the man standing on the car roof jumped down. "Going to the Jin'an District base?"
"Okay." Wei Yanqing nodded. "We need to cross this road, please let us through."
The fifteen men lined up in a row, blocking the road; otherwise, Wei Yanqing could have led his troops past them.
The man leading this team of players had such short sideburns that you could see his scalp, and he even had a shaved line. Combined with his thuggish appearance, he didn't look like a good person at all.
"We've killed quite a few zombies behind us. If you want to leave, you'll have to pay a toll."
Players are in competition, so it's normal to have such difficulties. Wei Yanqing didn't even blink and transmitted his voice to Rong Yi: "They are all at the second level. I can control them for two seconds. What do you want to do?"
He knew that Rong Yi valued the survivors; as long as they reached the base alive, their contributions would be counted.
Fifteen against two, they weren't afraid of bullets, but these employees weren't made of steel.
Rong Yi parked the car and walked to the side, his long legs carrying him quickly.
The player in the lead clearly saw her face and his eyes lit up.
However, the viewers in the live chat were even more excited than him.
[Encountered]
This is the woman.
Don't let them leave, not even if you offer them tolls.
Seeing the excitement of the viewers in the live chat, Ding Lexian immediately realized that he had blocked an incredible player, but so what? The advantage still lay with them.
When he struck a majestic and domineering pose, Rong Yi was much more direct than he had expected.
"Get out of the way, or die."
The scene froze for a moment, then Ding Lexian and his teammates burst into laughter. "You wanted to please me? Well, congratulations on your success." He almost laughed until tears streamed down his face. "You brought so many people to gain contribution points, right? If you don't want to suffer any losses, you'd better pay the toll as I said, otherwise our guns might accidentally discharge and kill a dozen or so..."
Of course, the latter part was a lie. He had already made plans to act immediately when the other party reached out to give him the crystal core.
But the next second he fell silent, his smile still on his face, his whole body frozen in place, and the same was true for the dozen or so teammates next to him.
A silenced pistol was pressed against his forehead, and Ding Lexian's pupils contracted.
After a faint sound, the man who had just threatened them fell down. Rong Yi immediately put down his gun and glanced at the other players.
Two seconds passed quickly, and the remaining fourteen players, still shaken, looked at her after regaining their mobility.
"If you don't want to end up like him, then get out."
Rong Yi's words made them want to back out, but the viewers in the live chat wouldn't stand for it.
Don't listen to her empty words. Controlling fifteen of you for two seconds is the limit given their current strength.
That's right, Wei Yanqing's strength is only at the lower level of the second tier.
They did this to make an example of them, showing how much they value ordinary people; they killed them.
[Kill an ordinary person, and I'll reward you with a Tier 1 Energy Stone.]
With generous donations from wealthy viewers, the players' desire to quit was replaced by a murderous intent.
A level one crystal core is not on the same level as a level one energy stone, so this reward is very tempting.
Almost instantly, more than a dozen people raised their guns at the same time, and Rong Yi's shield appeared in his hand, followed by a clanging sound.
Wei Yanqing did not expect the situation to take such a sharp turn for the worse. He immediately controlled the bullets and changed their trajectory, so that the bullets that were originally aimed directly at the employees all hit the sides of the road.
Rong Yi ran forward, shield in hand, and struck one of the players with the shield's flat surface. The others instinctively turned their guns towards her.
"Two seconds!" Wei Yanqing shouted.
Rong Yi's pupils were tinged with red. He held his shield up and threw it, transforming it into a sharp cleaver. Blood and flesh splattered wherever it passed. He turned around, took out the Eagle Snake Type 6 sniper rifle, and fired a bullet at close range, piercing the heads of four players simultaneously.
Because she was holding the sniper rifle with her bare hands, the powerful recoil caused her to lose all feeling in her right shoulder blade.
The sniper rifle fell to the ground, and Wei Yanqing's legs went weak, causing him to kneel on one knee. He used the last bit of healing power to help Rong Yi regain his senses.
As for his injured shoulder blade, we'll have to wait until he wakes up to discuss that.
Exhausted and mentally drained, Wei Yanqing collapsed and fell unconscious. The employees, stunned and frightened, hurriedly helped him up.
Rong Yi was breathing heavily, her eyes were sore, and the pain in her right shoulder blade was now transmitting to her brain, making her frown and grit her teeth.
She refused the employees' suggestion to rest in the back seat of the car and chose to defend herself in a side position in the middle of the group. If they weren't so bad at shooting, Rong Yi would have given them a few guns to protect herself.
She looted a total of sixteen storage rings and three storage bracelets from the players she dealt with, and also gained a whopping 6420 points.
As Ding Lexian had said, the road ahead had been carefully cleared, and they walked this part of the road relatively easily.
A patrol force was spotted about a kilometer away.
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After being pulled back from the brink of chaos, Rong Yi was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as he reached the base.
That's right, he's asleep, not unconscious.
When she woke up, it was already noon the next day. Her injuries were given basic treatment, but due to limited resources at the base, surgery could not be performed on her.
A dense, throbbing pain shot through Rong Yi's right shoulder blade. The first thing he did upon waking was to look for Wei Yanqing.
Wei Yanqing, who had also regained consciousness, had bloodless lips and dull, lifeless icy blue eyes.
"Spoils of war".
Rong Yi scattered a bunch of rings and bracelets. Since the points couldn't be transferred within the instance, they would have to be distributed when they went to Obsidian City.
Wei Yanqing ignored these things and stared at her shoulder instead. "It must hurt a lot."
"It's within my tolerance range." Rong Yi said dismissively. "Don't treat me. Your condition is much worse than mine. Get some rest. I've had two injections of healing agent and I'm much better now."
For now, let the muscles, bones, skin, and flesh heal simply. We can then proceed with more detailed treatment once Wei Yanqing has fully recovered.
Wei Yanqing abandoned the idea of continuing to overdraw his mental energy, and slumped onto the bed, the iron bed creaking.
"I never imagined I'd be this weak."
Rong Yi was completely unaware that his remark referred to his current state or his current strength.
"It must have been those so-called spectators. They were about to leave, but less than three seconds later, without any communication, the United Front turned their guns on us."
She immediately sensed something was wrong; who else could have caused this kind of impact besides those damned viewers?
(End of this chapter)
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