Chapter 1458 - 793: The Tiger and the Lamb (Part 3)
Chapter 1458: Chapter 793: The Tiger and the Lamb (Part 3)
This Superconductor World doesn’t have any laws, can anyone just kill as they please?
"Right, isn’t there a penalty for killing?" Qing Chen wondered.
"Oh, there are a lot of desperados. After they kill someone, they can’t buy things from the mall, but they can have their gang buy for them..." Xiao Hei mused, "Actually, those guarding the spawn point are just small groups; the big players don’t bother with such things since keys aren’t that expensive anyway."
Qing Chen felt a toothache coming on; does that mean I was instantly killed by small fry?
Xiao Hei said, "Why don’t we log on and help you wipe them out?"
"There’s no need. I haven’t encountered such danger! I’m fine! Just one last question: are there health bars or something in the Superconductor World that allows for instant kills?"
Xiao Hei replied, "Even if it’s an S-Class superior, if someone slits their throat, they will die."
"That’s good then!"
Qing Chen glanced at the time, seeing that the one-hour forced logout time was up, he immediately got up and headed to the virtual room to prepare to re-enter the Superconductor World!
Yi tested the waters, "Qing Chen, did you get killed in there?"
"Impossible!" Qing Chen raised his voice, "Absolutely impossible!"
After saying this, he climbed into the virtual warehouse.
Yi chuckled, "Heh, a man who strives to be strong all his life."
Qing Chen reconnected the brain computer, and the AI’s voice rang out: "Detected veteran player’s brainwaves, keep original appearance or choose a new one?"
He calmly said, "No change."
"Last spawn point was No. 013, change to another?"
Qing Chen continued, "No change."
The soft white light faded, and he appeared on the same street.
A mocking voice rose, "First time seeing such a gutsy rookie; dare to come back after just an hour? Not changing the spawn point, not reshaping your face?"
With that, Qing Chen was instantly killed again.
This time, Qing Chen saw clearly; it was because the other party had a laser sword and pierced his heart with one strike.
He coldly sneered in his heart.
He’s just a blank account, the only valuable thing on him was blown up, and after resurrection, there’s no newcomer welfare either; he can die as many times as he wants.
I can make countless mistakes, but you can only make one.
Qing Chen lay in the virtual warehouse with his eyes closed, to prevent Yi from discovering he’d been instantly killed again.
He replayed the scene over and over in his mind, looking for an opportunity to break through,
Waiting until an hour passed, Qing Chen reconnected the brain computer!
This time, he didn’t hesitate at all. As if anticipating their move, he dodged to the left, circling around the alligator-headed enemy before they could react, pulled out the knife from their waist, and stabbed fiercely at their side with the speed of thunder.
At that moment, Qing Chen exploited every muscle an ordinary person could control to its fullest extent.
After stabbing the alligator, he charged at another person.
But before he could kill the next one, someone sliced him from behind with a laser sword.
The group consisted of nine people in total, so finishing them off wasn’t easy.
Qing Chen lay in the virtual warehouse, once again simulating the scene over and over, planning over and over, with Yi just lying on the armrest of the virtual warehouse, resting her chin as if she didn’t find the long wait tedious at all.
In the long years, she had long since gotten used to enduring the side effects of time like chronic poison, and having someone with her now felt just fine.
An hour later, Qing Chen entered again.
A laser pierced through, and he died again.
Another hour later, just as Qing Chen entered, he ducked to avoid an incoming laser sword, rolling forward instantly to land a heavy kick at the crotch of a lopsided-faced man.
Immediately after, he nimbly got up from under the opponent’s guard, pushing the opponent’s body to charge at another person, and then both he and the lopsided man were pierced and killed by the laser sword.
There was no change to Qing Chen’s expression.
From him appearing at the respawn point, to the opponent seeing him, to the sword swinging down, there’s a nerve reflex time, arm raising time, roughly 1.7 seconds.
If Qing Chen is fast enough, he can dodge it!
Qing Chen was killed over and over, then re-entered the Superconductor World without the slightest hint of frustration.
It had been so long since the word ’frustration’ disappeared from Qing Chen’s dictionary.
When did it start?
Perhaps when Jindai Yunhe dragged him through the snow.
Maybe when he fought his way out of base A02?
The people in the Superconductor World had only experienced a few Multidimensional World dungeons, just a few war-simulating games.
And Qing Chen, just a few hours before, had truly killed over 1,200 people!
In this world, a tiger is always a tiger, a lamb is always a lamb!
The fourteenth time, Qing Chen killed two people.
The fifteenth time, Qing Chen killed one person.
The sixteenth time, Qing Chen killed four people.
From this moment onwards, the opponent’s number was no longer nine, because they also had to endure the one-hour forced logout. Even though they could have teammates providing equipment upon re-entering, they, like Qing Chen, had to start over from F-Class.
Now, Qing Chen only needed to log in one second earlier than them, and that would be a huge advantage!
In fact, the small group hunting at the spawn point had already started to collapse; they were tired of killing Qing Chen over and over, even feeling somewhat scared.
It wasn’t that they feared death, because death was virtual here.
What they feared was... Qing Chen seemed not to know what fear was.
Qing Chen tirelessly logged in, died, logged in, died, endlessly.
Until the twenty-fourth time, when Qing Chen logged in, there were only three left.
Only to see him dart in again, taking a laser sword slash to the left arm in exchange for rushing up to one of the group’s members.
Qing Chen bit down hard on the opponent’s carotid artery, letting the blood fill his mouth. He grabbed the laser sword with his right hand and weaved between the two with smooth ease.
In a flash, he dodged the opponent’s light saber with millimeter precision.
And in his right hand, the laser sword sliced down from the left enemy’s neck and then punctured the right enemy’s abdomen fiercely.
Qing Chen half-kneeled on the ground, panting heavily, while the enemies on his left and right were frozen, then fell and vanished.
An outcry sounded at the spawn point, but it wasn’t Qing Chen’s.
As the three bodies on the ground disappeared, he stood there breathing heavily; this world was so real, even heart and lung functions were no different from ordinary people.
A large pile of equipment was revealed on the ground: three laser swords, more than ten Multidimensional Universe keys, and some cash.
Qing Chen had suddenly become rich, like slaughtering a small horde of monsters!
No wonder people in this world like to rob; robbing is really damn satisfying!
Nearby the spawn point, many people silently watched the scene unfold, some even recording it on video.
A young Caucasian’s left arm was burned and bloody, but he sat resolutely, gathering all the spoils beside him without concern.
But it wasn’t over yet.
Now, it was his turn to guard the corpses!
Watching as the small group revived one by one, Qing Chen dispatched them again with delay-free neural reflexes; no matter how many times they tried, the result would not change.
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