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 They could see the positions of the two players, but those two couldn’t see them.


As long as they retreated in time, the two players wouldn’t be able to find them.


“Alright.” The man in black opened the map to check their location.


As the screen lit up—


Bang—


A blood hole appeared in his forehead.


The other player hurriedly raised his gun, but before he could pull the trigger, Qin Mubai snatched it away. The glint of the knife flashed, plunging into his neck.


At eight o'clock, the green mist lingered outside the safe zone, not advancing any further.


【25 players remaining in this round, 5 S-class players remaining.】


【The rainforest poison will spread again in half an hour. All players must enter the new safe zone by 8 AM tomorrow.


Warning: Players who remain in the poison for more than 30 seconds will die!】


Ye Nianchu stared at the map, realizing that they were still quite far from the safe zone.


And now, staying in the poison for 30 seconds meant death.


This round of the game was tough; she hadn’t even made it this far on foot.


Was the boss planning to wear her down instead of killing her?


With a deep sigh, Ye Nianchu accepted reality and prepared to check the supplies on the two players.


“Let me do it, sister.” Qin Mubai stopped her hand.


Though they were corpses, they were still male.


Ye Nianchu nodded in agreement, “Mm.”


In the end, they managed to get two rifles and fifteen bullets.


After resting for twenty minutes, they began to run again.



---


Meanwhile, on the other side of the rainforest.


Gunfire erupted.


The rain had stopped, but the sky remained overcast, thick clouds covering the entire expanse.


Water dripped from the tips of leaves as a figure darted among the lush trees, bullets whizzing past her.


He Miao leaned against a tree, treating the wound on her arm from a bullet graze. With a few players hot on her heels, she was forced to remain in the poison for a full minute.


Her body was affected by the poison; she felt dizzy and weak, with no healing items available.


He Miao clenched her hands, nails digging into her palms as she gasped for breath, her eyes filled with bitterness.


As a top player in the survival game, she had always succeeded through psychological manipulation and precise calculations, but now she was cornered by a few ordinary players.


She had never felt so helpless in a game before!


All of this was thanks to those two.


At the beginning, everything was under her control. She had joined a team of ordinary players, using them as pawns to eliminate threats.


But ever since they fought over supply boxes and competed for shelter, nothing had gone well.


The new safe zone was only a fifth the size of the previous one, meaning the remaining twenty or so players would be crowded together. If she couldn’t take down that man and woman, everyone would come after her.


For the first time in this round of the game, He Miao hoped someone would surpass her in points.


She no longer expected to maintain her position in the top three.


The influence of S-class players outside the upgrade arena couldn’t be ignored; as long as she stayed alive, she had the chance to retaliate.



---


The new round of toxins spread rapidly.


From morning to afternoon.


To buy themselves some time for rest that night, Ye Nianchu and Qin Mubai hardly paused on their journey.


If it weren’t for her unlocking to level 55, Ye Nianchu doubted she could endure this kind of “long-distance trek.”


The beginning of the game had been smooth, and now it felt so desolate.


As night fell, a rare cool breeze swept through the rainforest.


Only one day remained.


Ye Nianchu lay flat, staring at the top of the tent, feeling utterly drained.

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