Just when they thought the shelter was within their grasp, a figure approached silently. With a flash of cold steel, the last man had his throat slit.
Qin Mubai, holding the knife, was clean of blood, a smirk on his lips, his beautiful eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief.
Everything happened too quickly for anyone to react.
Ye Nianchu, just off the roof, kicked down another opponent.
S-level player Hu Sheng's expression changed drastically; he thought he would benefit from the chaos, only to realize there were two more ambushers.
The male opponent was strong and hard to deal with.
Hu Sheng quickly ordered the others, “Capture the girl first!”
They had to secure the shelter.
Hu Sheng charged at Qin Mubai, while the remaining three surrounded Ye Nianchu. If she were at her full strength, those three would be no match for her, but right now, she was only at thirty percent of her power, feeling pressured against three A-level players.
Qin Mubai, concerned, fought fiercely, quickly overpowering Hu Sheng, who soon found himself fleeing in panic.
Thinking he could stall Qin Mubai, he miscalculated the situation.
While dodging attacks, Ye Nianchu looked for openings, leading the opponents to underestimate her, believing she had no way to fight back.
“Finish her off quickly! Come help!” Hu Sheng shouted, now bearing several wounds.
Qin Mubai narrowed his eyes as Hu Sheng was knocked against a tree, his ribs broken and unable to stand, pain choking his voice.
Then, Qin Mubai stepped on his arm.
“Ah!”
Hu Sheng had no strength left to struggle. “Don’t kill me! I can give up the supplies!”
At that moment, Ye Nianchu seized the opportunity to take out one opponent. The remaining two, wounded, were terrified and began to retreat at the sight of Qin Mubai.
Even Hu Sheng, the S-level player, was out of commission.
“Sister,” Qin Mubai tugged at Ye Nianchu’s sleeve.
With a seemingly innocent appearance, he exuded undeniable strength.
Feigning softness, they executed hard tactics.
Ye Nianchu understood his intent and nodded, “Alright.”
Hu Sheng watched Ye Nianchu approach with a knife, his eyes wide in disbelief. She hadn’t attacked earlier for supplies; she wanted points.
Both Ye Nianchu and Qin Mubai earned 20 points each.
Hu Sheng and his team were not the last to arrive at the shelter; as long as they were inside, they would face continuous threats.
The roof provided a good vantage point to observe their surroundings.
Ye Nianchu rested her chin on her hand. “If it’s just a matter of water, this stream is sufficient, but the game set up two shelters for a reason.”
This line of thought raised concerns.
The wooden house serving as a shelter was undoubtedly crucial.
“The system announced the locations this morning; something is likely to happen tonight.”
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Nearby, other players had also arrived, discovering the bodies of those who had been eliminated.
Those who could occupy the shelter were undoubtedly powerful.
Unsure of the situation, they hesitated to attack.
As dark clouds gathered in the night sky, the rainforest's temperature was still around twenty degrees, but a strange chill lingered by the stream, with the leaves rustling around them.
Ye Nianchu picked up two branches, using her knife to tear her dirty clothes into strips. She wrapped them around the wood to create makeshift torches, which, when doused in alcohol, would provide brief light—better than nothing.