"He’s... a monster!" Erbat’s face turned pale, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at Li Zheng.
Few players in the Matrix understood Spiritual Power, and Erbat didn’t even understand how Li Zheng managed to severely injure him with just a glance.
But such a terrifying ability was definitely not sothing he could oppose. He wisely shut his mouth and quietly distanced himself from Li Zheng’s location.
Li Zheng looked around and found that they were in a place resembling an arena.
Tall stands rose at the edge of a circular pit, with only two figures on them, one of whom was Mirel, who had lost track since entering this special room.
As Li Zheng looked over, Mirel raised her small hand and waved in greeting.
Li Zheng nodded. As long as he and Mirel were close enough, they were connected by so telepathy-like state, allowing them to confirm each other’s identity even if their appearances weren’t clear.
Mirel was smart. Seeing everyone wearing the sa hoods and indistinguishable in appearance, she cleverly waved silently without directly calling out Li Zheng’s na.
The other figure on the stand was also a player’s pet, a large gorilla, jet black all over, with the strength of a newly extraordinary being, tall and black-tower-like, searching the crowd anxiously and emitting an urgent and sharp "ooo ooo" cry.
"It seems the last round of the challenge is actual combat." Li Zheng’s eyes darkened. Both the venue and the information given by the Terminal proved his thoughts weren’t wrong.
With pets on-site, it was clearly prepared for the upcoming battle.
"We were thinking the sa." Wang Xiaoshan asked softly, "Ruizhou, should we recruit a team and join forces against the enemy?"
"It’s not clear what the current tournant rules are, and finding people to team up might not be the best choice." Chaikefu had a different opinion. If they got too close to other teams now, and later the rules didn’t favor alliances, they might be betrayed and suffer, which isn’t worth the risk.
"Better than doing nothing, right?" Wang Xiaoshan muttered, knowing Chaikefu made sense, but he still felt his idea wasn’t wrong.
Now that everyone had regained their full strength, Wang Xiaoshan felt an inexplicable pressure from many people on the scene, indicating that those people were significantly stronger than him.
Thinking of having to face those people later, he felt a bit unconfident.
Feng Bujue brought up a concern: "If it’s a combat mission, then... will there be deaths?"
If one killed players during a mission, would one beco a red na?
This was a concern for many players present. After all, becoming a red na made one passive when encountering other players. In fact, not only Li Zheng couldn’t stand red-nad players, a significant number of groups had zero tolerance for them.
Furthermore, killing red-nad players could obtain the three highest-quality items in their capsules without responsibility, and no one would pass up the opportunity if it arose.
"There will definitely be deaths, but it shouldn’t turn you into a red na." Li Zheng thought for a mont and said, "Such killings are within the rules arranged by the Terminal, and if they resulted in turning you into a red na, this special room would lose its significance."
He felt Feng Bujue was overthinking it. As the weakest on the scene along with Wang Xiaoshan, even Yuanfei Yuluo was stronger than them, yet he was worried about becoming a red na...
Zhan Zhouzhou looked at them for a mont, then separated from his team and walked over to Li Zheng: "Want to chat on the side?"
"Hmm." Li Zheng nodded. He knew Zhan Zhouzhou wanted to integrate their encounters, organize the tournant rules of this special room, and find a chance to let others take them out.
"Ruizhou, be careful!" Wang Xiaoshan, unaware that the two knew each other, shouted worriedly behind Li Zheng.
Li Zheng didn’t look back, just waved his hand, indicating there was no need to worry.
The two moved to the corner, where Zhan Zhouzhou began with a chuckle, "Li Ruizhou? How did you co up with such a pseudonym?"
"Just improvised, with Mirel’s ’Ri’ and your ’Zhou.’" Li Zheng shrugged, "Didn’t you give yourself a pseudonym?"
"I’m called Zhan Zheng now."
Li Zheng retorted, "That na sounds terrible!"
Zhan Zhouzhou agreed, "Yeah, I think so too. I regretted it after taking that pseudonym, but unfortunately, I couldn’t change it back then."
After exchanging a few banters, the two got down to business, roughly discussing the processes their respective teams went through.
"In fact, the biggest difficulties in the first two-round missions should be the tunnel race and the problems encountered at the door in the invisibility relay race," Zhan Zhouzhou summarized. "The forr was easy to be sabotaged by the Outer City Executors, and anyone silenced at the last mont and unable to use abilities would be crushed by tal balls."
"Exactly." Li Zheng nodded in agreent. If his task hadn’t been restricted, he could have eliminated the two Bloody mbers from his team then.
"By the way, I’ve been aning to ask you, how did you answer those three questions correctly?"
Li Zheng was most curious about this point. In the three tasks, as long as their special was over and they conveyed the possible presence of Outer City Executors to the next challenge batch, subsequent players would be ntally prepared.
The second question required careful attention, and there’s almost no way to get it wrong.
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