Capítulo 1507: Chapter 816: Multidinsional World No. 8, Special chanism Triggered! (2)
Now, with the mutual killing chanism activated, how can he, an F-Class novice account, win? Is he supposed to rely on bluffing?
Wait a minute.
Logically speaking, the AI has no reason to deceive him on such trivial matters. Even if he dies and has to restart from scratch, it’s no big loss.
Even going through the Thunder Deity career path again would only take a few hours.
Moreover, Qing Chen clearly sensed the AI’s goodwill and its certain curiosity about him and Yi.
It’s hard to say what the other party wants, but at least it won’t go to the lengths of playing dirty tricks on him over small things.
So the question arises, if the AI says you can level up here, you must be able to level up quickly.
Qing Chen pondered for a mont. From the sky ca the sound of floating airships, each dropping parachute-laden containers into different areas one after another.
He no longer waited and jumped down from the treetop, running toward one of the airdrop points.
On the way, Qing Chen picked up a branch and ticulously stripped it clean of twigs.
Just as he was about to reach the airdrop point, he began to slow down, bending low as he continued forward as gracefully as a leopard.
Players can’t bring their real-world strength into the Superconductor World, but the skills are sothing the Superconductor World can’t erase.
Qing Chen had been through countless battles, and the experience and wisdom bestowed by those battles were things ordinary players could never possess.
Including footwork.
It was as if he was back in Prison No. 18, where, in the dead of night, Ye Wan patiently taught him how to control his steps, control his muscles, even taking him to various cells to learn how to stab others in the spleen…
Thinking of it was quite nostalgic.
The airdrop point had landed in the dense jungle.
After reaching the airdrop point, Qing Chen circled around the box for a mont. After confirming no one was nearby, he continued to approach.
Qing Chen opened the box, only to find a bottle of ointnt inside.
He closed the box again, then looked for a large tree and climbed agilely into the treetop.
About ten minutes later, a tall horse-faced player rushed over, presumably attracted by the airdrop.
This horse-faced player moved quickly, surely at least a D-Class Player. If Qing Chen confronted him head-on, he would surely die.
The airdrop plumted from 2000 ters above, the red parachute extrely conspicuous, bound to draw players from all around.
The horse-faced player, excited, approached the box and gently opened it.
Just as he picked up the ointnt, he suddenly heard sothing drop behind him.
The horse-faced player turned abruptly, only to see a branch, as if preditated, accurately pierce his eye socket.
Reeling from the pain, he staggered back, and with only his right eye left to view the world, he found it difficult to maintain even basic balance.
Everything here is real: hunger is real, pain is real. The horse-faced player, overwheld by the agony, swung his fists desperately, sending Qing Chen flying.
His speed surpassed Qing Chen’s, his strength greater; this punch nearly killed Qing Chen on the spot.
The horse-faced player heard a grunt from Qing Chen, could even hear the splatter of blood on the ground.
He struggled to open his only remaining right eye, but could no longer see any sign of Qing Chen!
He reached for his waist to grab his Laser Sword.
However, as he reached for his waist, he discovered it was already empty.
In an instant, the horse-faced player realized what had happened. Qing Chen could have dodged, but his slight delay was to risk injury and retrieve his Laser Sword from the horse-faced player’s waist!
Qing Chen pierced his eyeball with a branch, snatched the Laser Sword in one fluid motion.
Only at this point did the horse-faced player realize the airdrop had been seen by others as the perfect bait!
“Breathe.”
Qing Chen moved slowly around the horse-faced player, silent on his feet.
The Superconductor World was far too real. The fiery pain of internal organs shifting seed to truly stimulate his nerves, prompting adrenaline secretion!
Sweat beaded on his forehead, eventually dripping down to his chin.
In the next mont, he suddenly lunged forward a step. The horse-faced player, hearing the sound, imdiately turned and pounced… only to find nothing there!
A feint.
It was as if Qing Chen had calculated his reaction, misleading him, before darting behind him in a single bound.
Holding the hilt of the Laser Sword, he pressed it against the player’s spleen at the waist, activating the Light Saber’s switch.
A beam of blue light pierced through the waist. Qing Chen pressed the Laser Sword’s switch again, and as the light saber retracted, the opponent’s wound was exposed to the air, bleeding profusely.
The ordinary Laser Sword, in Qing Chen’s hands, beca like a Mitsubishi Military Dagger with a blood groove.
Qing Chen quickly retreated, letting the opponent struggle on the ground.
This D-Class Player, faced with a massive gap in skill and combat sense, was sneak-attacked by a novice account and had no chance to retaliate.
Qing Chen was a born assassin.
The horse-faced player lay on the ground, his body gradually dissolving into a white silhouette, which flew into Qing Chen’s chest.
Level up!
E-Class achieved!
“Huh, it actually does grant experience,” Qing Chen marveled.
Earlier he wondered, what kind of leveling thod did the AI offer him?
Clearly, there were no wild creatures in the 8th Multidinsional World. How was he supposed to level up?
Then he analyzed: in the 8th Multidinsional World, without wild creatures, what do you have? People.
Therefore, in this world, the mont the ga chanics are triggered, killing people is like defeating monsters!
As long as other players are killed, the experience points corresponding to their level will automatically be allocated to the killer in percentage mode!
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