Translator: AnubisTL
"You..."
Li Xiumei, who had fallen to the ground, flashed a hint of fear in her eyes as she forced herself to remain calm. "I warn you," she said urgently, "I'm the secretary-general of the Human Race Guardian Association. You'd better not do anything rash, or else—"
"You bitch!"
Standing beside Fang Cunshan, another bare-chested man flew into a rage at her words. He strode toward Li Xiumei, hefted his blade, and prepared to strike.
But at that moment—
Fang Cunshan gripped the man's wrist, halting his movement.
"Boss, aren't we going to kill her?" the man asked, frowning in confusion.
"Kill her," Fang Cunshan said with a cold smile. "But the human race's innate ability, phoenix nirvana, has two resurrection methods: one is resurrection on the spot, and the other is resurrection at the location where they were 24 hours prior."
"Killing her now would only let her escape."
"Take her away!"
"Lock her in the water prison for 24 hours, then kill her. That way, we'll wipe out both her lives at once. She won't be able to escape no matter what!"
"Yes, sir!"
By now, the sky was beginning to lighten.
Chen Jiang and his companion continued their relentless bombardment of City 18 without pause.
With a full ammunition supply, his Steel Sword Autonomous Rotating Turret could sustain continuous bombardment for nearly half an hour!
When the ammunition ran out, Chen Jiang could simply spend 1,000 merit points at the human merit shop to purchase an Energy Supply Gun and replenish his ammunition.
To him, 1,000 merit points were now mere pocket change.
After all, his merit points were calculated in the hundreds of thousands.
"Hoo."
Controlling his mechanical wings, Chen Jiang slowly lifted his feet off the ground, gradually escaping the Earth's gravitational pull as he ascended into the sky.
His ascent was unhurried.
He hovered about a hundred meters above the ground, gazing down at City 18, now almost completely reduced to ruins. He felt the air, still cool, and the biting wind that whipped against him.
Turning his head, he looked toward the crimson-stained sky and the hazy golden sunrise.
The sun was just beginning to rise.
From this vantage point, with no buildings or mountains obstructing the view, he could witness the entire spectacle of the sunrise.
The scene was both magnificent and awe-inspiring.
The world had always been beautiful, but they had never had the chance to pause and appreciate its splendor. Today, for the first time, he had the time to stop and rest for a while.
Just then—
He spotted a group of human players emerging from the ruined mine and heading toward his position.
The human players noticed his presence, and many looked up, whispering among themselves.
Chen Jiang frowned slightly but remained silent.
While he didn't mind helping the human race, he couldn't tolerate such close proximity. After all, the human race was divided into broad and narrow definitions.
In the three months since his arrival in the wilderness, he had faced not only relentless pursuit by the mechanical race and brutal clashes with mutated beasts, but also countless betrayals from human players.
In the wilderness, a grim consensus prevailed:
Every unfamiliar creature within sight was an enemy.
Without another word, he slowly descended to the ground and glanced at the race kill rankings.
The day's kill count wasn't as high as usual, but with nearly 6,000 kills, he still far outstripped the second-ranked player and firmly held the top spot.
The second-ranked player's kill count stood at a mere 237.
Of course, only about five hours had passed since midnight, and killing 237 alien races in a single sleepless night was already an impressive feat.
The most noteworthy detail was that this second-ranked player wasn't from the mechanical race, but rather a human player from the insect race.
Insect race?
Chen Jiang nodded thoughtfully, saying nothing more.
The event was about to begin.
This referred to the participation token event, a small-scale dungeon focused on inter-racial competition.
[Item Name]: Participation Token
[Item Tier]: None
[Item Description]: This is a participation token for a small-scale dungeon focused on inter-racial competition.
When the event begins, all players of any race who possess this token may participate.
Each race is limited to two participants.
Participants will be individually transported to a vast wilderness teeming with mutated beasts.
The competition lasts five minutes.
Within those five minutes, the participant who kills the most mutated beasts will secure victory for their race, earning an additional race-wide reward.
The top ten participants will each receive unique rewards.
Item Timer: 21 hours until the event begins.
Item Description: Of course, you may also entrust this token to a fellow race member you deem more trustworthy, allowing them to represent your race and compete for the glory you deserve.
21 hours until activation.
It's currently around 5 AM, meaning the event should begin around 2 AM tonight.
By now, Chen Jiang was starting to feel a bit sleepy. After all, he hadn't slept a wink the previous night. Yet his mental state remained sharp; in the godforsaken wilderness, he and Scar Dog had long grown accustomed to using adrenaline to fight off exhaustion.
Just then—
Chen Jiang spotted a group of sixty to seventy human players, their numbers swelling as they charged toward him from several hundred meters away. Their facial expressions were indistinct, but they seemed to be radiating an almost euphoric joy.
Brrrrt!
Without hesitation, Chen Jiang raised his Steel Sword Rifle and aimed at the ground near the approaching group, firing a burst of warning shots.
Simultaneously, the nearby turret ceased its bombardment of City 18 and slowly swiveled to target the human players.
Chen Jiang's actions were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the fiery fervor in the human players' hearts. They froze in place, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure of what to do next.
But only for a moment.
A bald man stepped forward from the crowd, raising his hands high as he shouted, cautiously approaching Chen Jiang alone. "Brother Jiang, we're human players!"
"We're all brothers here!"
Chen Jiang didn't respond. He simply held his Steel Sword Rifle, his eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the group before him. His finger fidgeted restlessly on the trigger, while the red patterns on the turret behind him flickered faintly, ready to fire at a moment's notice.
After several minutes, the bald man, still with his hands raised above his head, had slowly moved to within a few meters of Chen Jiang. He stopped, his gaze fixed on the colossal turret behind Chen Jiang, its barrel nearly a meter in diameter.
A flicker of shock and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Could such a turret even exist on land?
Was this caliber even possible? You could fit several of him into that barrel!
His gaze shifted to the two massive mechanical wings behind Chen Jiang. The man unconsciously swallowed hard, a hint of fear trembling in his voice as he spoke.
"Greetings, Brother Jiang. I'm Xie Feng, a human player. The group behind me are all human players as well."
(End of the Chapter)
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