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 (First of all, I’m an ordinary player and I know I can’t compete with the big shots, so I didn’t even think about rankings )


In this round of the game, A-level players were everywhere; ordinary players like us aren’t even qualified to be called advanced players.


At the start of the game, I was very lucky to be at the same initial point as a top player and joined their team for an easy win.


As everyone knows, on the eighth day of the game, the BOSS was eliminated, and the system announced the positions of the top three players.


The big shot gathered the team the next day, most of whom were from his organization, including three S-level experts in survival games.


Under his leadership, we opened five resource boxes. Yes, you read that right—five resource boxes were all taken by the big shot! By the fifth day, our team had expanded to twenty people. The big shot had previously stated that players who didn’t care about rankings could join his team to earn points for clearing the game, and he would help everyone get as many points as possible.


We found Shelter No. 1 and two resource points. The big shot then devised a strict plan for team cooperation to kill the BOSS and earn points.


His decisive actions were unmatched, and the entire rainforest had become his backyard! Those who dared to cause trouble were swiftly dealt with. By the eighth day, two-thirds of the surviving players were from our team, and the big shot’s points were far ahead, exceeding three hundred, over a hundred more than the second and third places in our team.


Once we entered the circle, no one dared to challenge us. By the end of the game, everyone in the team had at least 170 points. Clearing the game was that easy.


And just quietly saying, he’s truly the legendary top player you’ve all heard of!】


Many people below guessed the identity of the big shot.


【!!! No way, could it be that famous He?】


【To stabilize such a large team in this round of the game, it’s likely him.】


【I really don’t know what you’re so happy about; you’ve worked ten days for someone else, and you can’t even touch the upgrade qualifications.】


【I don’t think so; the He I know only has over three hundred points? You might not believe this, but during the seventh day, the first and second places still had over a hundred points. By the eighth day, one had over eight hundred points and the other seven hundred! And they weren’t in a team! Just the two of them.】


This reply quickly shot to the top of the comments.


【Reaching seven or eight hundred points in one day, and just two people teaming up? Do you think we’re fools?】


【Exactly, seven or eight hundred points is too outrageous.】


【A hundred seventy or eighty points is still possible, but seven or eight hundred? You must have eaten some poisonous mushrooms in the rainforest and hallucinated.】


【Agreeing with the person above; you definitely ate poisonous mushrooms.】


The commenter replied, 【You’re the ones who ate poisonous mushrooms. I don’t know what those two did to suddenly gain so many points, but they definitely have that many. If you don’t believe me, that’s your problem.】


What he said resonated with others.


【This is real; I was present in this round of the game, and someone really did have eight hundred points. I’m not sure if it was two people, but I struggled to survive and didn’t dare approach the big shot.】


【?! Really?】


Her phone buzzed with a new message; it was from a group with only five people, and Duan Lou was gathering information about the new game mode.


Ye Nianchu replied to the message, then put her phone down and continued to eat.


She thought that after this round, He Junhang’s two abilities might upgrade.


She was already half a year behind in progress compared to him.


Qin Mubai noticed Ye Nianchu’s slight frown and said nothing, just served her some food, casually unlocking his phone to check a message.

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