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Rong Yan was worried that if they dawdled too much, others would find resources first. Not caring for much else, she quickly grabbed his hand. While explaining, she held his hand, telling him how to operate the character in the game.
“Usually, you’ll find supplies in wooden crates or in cars parked around. Just walk towards them, and if there are any, a prompt will pop up. Pick it up, and then be careful of sneak attacks from others ”
The girl’s delicate fragrance washed over him, and his eyes grew darker inch by inch. He controlled the heat surging within him and refocused his attention back on the game.
“Is this what you mean?”
Damn, that was fast! Rong Yan’s mouth fell open in disbelief. She couldn’t believe his luck was this good, that he had found a gun so quickly. But sure enough, it was a gun on the screen, “Yes, that’s it!”
Apart from the gun, there was also a lucky find—a bottle of medicine.
“That medicine can be used too. If you get hurt by accident, you can drink this to heal,” Rong Yan said.
Li Shengxiao stored the medicine as well.
Rong Yan glanced at the map icons and lowered her voice, “A lot of people landed in this area, you have to be careful and make sure you’re not spotted. It would really suck to get ambushed early on.”
She didn’t know if the team they had formed with before had landed in this area, but if they had, that would be a disaster.
Static and the clamor of chatter came from the headset left aside.
Li Shengxiao glanced in that direction.
Rong Yan awkwardly explained, “That’s the voice of the people on your team. You’re automatically connected to voice chat with the ones you’re teamed with in the game, to communicate more easily. Do you want to use it?”
Rong Yan guessed that he wouldn’t need it since he disliked noise the most. She quietly muted the computer’s sound, just hoping he wouldn’t die too miserably in the game.
While they talked, Li Shengxiao had roughly figured out the game’s basic controls.
He maneuvered his in-game character through numerous buildings, turning up quite a bit of equipment—sniper rifles, bulletproof vests, and soon his backpack was filled with all the necessary items.
“You better be careful. Lone targets like you, small and fat like a sheep, are my favorite kind to ambush,” Rong Yan remarked with envy at his luck, softly warning him while sitting beside him.
The ‘small fat sheep’ Li Shengxiao shouldered his gun and blew the head off someone trying to ambush him!
Rong Yan touched her forehead, feeling as if she were the one whose head had just been blown off.
Damn, was he that fierce?
Only then did she witness what could truly be called fierceness!
She watched as the player named “Yao Yao Yao Rong Xiaoyao” stormed through, killing like a god—if they met a god, they’d slay a god; if they met a Buddha, they’d slay a Buddha. He bewildered everyone in the round with his killings.
He was merciless, gunning down not only enemies but even several of their own allies.
His sniping was steady, accurate, and ruthless.
Rong Yan saw her name towering at the top of the leaderboard.
Occasionally, a notification popped up, “Yao Yao Yao Rong Xiaoyao has killed Single Hand AKB”
“Yao Yao Yao Rong Xiaoyao has killed I Am Your Dad.”
“Yao Yao Yao Rong Xiaoyao has killed The Prettiest Boy on This Street.”
The screen was almost flooded with her kills.
Many people on the public screen bought megaphones to complain—
[Damn! Three of us got killed by one person, can you believe it? This woman must be using hacks, right? Every time it’s a headshot with one bullet!]