Playing Solo in the Region

Just as the madman was preparing to fight again, Shan Yixian finally couldn't hold back any longer.

A gleaming rope shot out, binding the madman and his tools of the crime like a serpent.

The rope began to extend wildly and defied all reason, whistling as it hurled the unsightly mass of objects far away like a hammer, landing precisely beside the Sanctuary in the adjacent area.

A Black professional in that area stood ready, watching the impending "disaster."

He reacted with lightning speed, waving his staff and unleashing a Berserk whirlwind that surged upwards, only to become incredibly gentle upon contact, like an invisible hand enveloping the struggling madman and gently carrying him to the next adjacent area.

There were two Sanctuary there. One of the people acted swiftly, instantly conjuring a pale white ice coffin that sealed the madman inside. Then, as if passing on a hot potato, he unhesitatingly tossed him to a more distant area.

No one dared to attack directly, everyone was afraid of triggering the "corresponding punishment" mentioned by the system. A tacit game of musical chairs began, with everyone wanting someone else to test the limits of the rules.

Finally, the ice coffin landed in front of the area with only one colorful Sanctuary.

The Sanctuary's roof resembled a giant, fluffy cotton candy, exuding an atmosphere that was both innocent and eerie.

The workers inside didn't continue the relay game; instead, they sat on the threshold, tilting their heads and innocently gazing at the "giant popsicle" falling from the sky.

He sucked on his fingers, uttering incoherent mumbles:

"Waaaah... I want ice cream..."

Su Luo stopped her construction work again and observed them remotely with great interest. These lunatics were much more interesting than the Laboratory.

"I have this feeling that I'm being mentally Contamination, like I'm about to witness some the Unspeakable scene."

Su Luo took out the [Anchored Pocket Watch] from her bosom, wrapped it around her wrist, and said to Song Shige who was standing next to her.

"Look at that professional's Sanctuary, the roof is made of cotton candy." Song Shige, holding his Zhanmadao, said calmly, "His ability might be related to 'food' or 'desire'."

"I can see that." Su Luo nodded.

The finger-sucking fellow excitedly rushed forward and began licking the ice coffin with a look of ecstasy.

Then, his mouth opened in a way that defied physiological structure, revealing a dark, Black Hole deep inside. A scarlet tongue, about three meters long and covered in mucus and suckers, suddenly emerged, greedily wrapping around and licking the ice coffin, making eerie sounds.

None of them look human.

Su Luo felt her body, which had been modified many times, and thought to herself silently.

Suddenly, Song Shige flipped his wrist, and a dark red light appeared on the new Zhanmadao as he looked warily to the side.

"What's up?"

Then, the only professional from the next area ran over alone. He was simply dressed, carrying no weapon, and had a cautious smile on his face.

"Here to cooperate, bro."

His gaze met Song Shige's terrifying eyes, and he instantly raised his hands, lowering his posture to an extremely low position.

"Brother, I am a citizen."

He scanned the impressive lineup of Zone 76, his gaze finally Lock-On on Xi Ji, who was puffing out smoke, as if he had found his people.

"I have important intelligence. In exchange, I have only two small requests."

Song Shige glanced at the Sanctuary of this person more than 20 kilometers away; it seemed to be only at level five.

"Speak."

"My name is Wang Hongwei, and my profession is [Airflow Manipulator]."

He first introduced himself, then rubbed his hands together, revealing a somewhat embarrassed yet eager smile:

"My first request is—bro, can I have a cigarette? I'm about to burst!"

Xi Ji simply handed him a whole carton of cigarettes.

Wang Hongwei's movements were so fast they left afterimages. He unpacked the package, lit it, and took a deep drag—the whole sequence was done in one smooth motion. He closed his eyes and contentedly inhaled the smoke into his lungs without exhaling.

"Fine cigarette! Even the gods wouldn't trade this for a puff!"

Xi Ji nodded to him, a cigarette between his fingers, in agreement.

"My intelligence is very important, and my second request is also very simple."

Wang Hongwei took several greedy breaths, as if trying to suck everything out, before finally opening his mouth to speak.

"From what I've observed, there are at least two obvious lunatics on the field. Your area has the most people, and you're probably the strongest too. I only ask that you guarantee I'll be eliminated after that long-tongued lunatic, so I can accumulate a few more welfare points."

Song Shige remained silent.

"I'll let you in on a little secret: I'm the only Survivor left in our area."

"Can."

This time, it was Su Luo who agreed. His gaze calmly fell on Wang Hongwei, yet it instantly gave the latter a strange sense of clarity.

"Then I'll tell you! Anyway, I won't live much longer on my own, so I'll trust you guys this once... Bro, um... could you give me another pack of cigarettes?"

Xi Ji then took out four or five cartons of cigarettes from the Sanctuary and gave them to him.

"Brother, I can tell you're a smoker too, so here you go, no need to thank me."

"Thanks, Brother!"

Wang Hongwei solemnly cupped his hands in greeting.

"I entered the Trial Instance five days ago and returned an hour before the District War started. Now I'm completely useless; anyone can kick me like a dog."

"When I went in, there were more than 5,000 people in the area... When I came out, I was the only one left in the channel. The system showed that I was 1/100,000."

"You mean, in the five days since you Class Change, everyone in the entire region... has died?" Xi Ji asked.

"Yes, and judging from the chat logs, the number decreased dramatically within just two days, until it became completely silent."

"I'm the third person in our region to use a [Class Change Certificate]. The first one who used it probably died in the Dungeon and didn't come out; the second one Class Change Certificate..."

Wang Hongwei felt somewhat melancholy:

"That guy came out three days before I successfully Class Change. It seems he did something really outrageous in the Dungeon, saying in the Regional Channel that he was Forbidden Class."

That's truly extraordinary. Currently, there are at most a few hundred people in the entire world who possess Forbidden Class.

"But that's the problem. Our Trial Instance is set in a medieval world with magic, Knights, witches, dragons... Monsters from beyond time come with blood and light, wanting to overturn everything and turn the whole world into a breeding ground."

"That idiot! He brought something out of the Dungeon! And then, within two days, every living thing in the entire area, whether human or monster, was wiped out! Utterly silent!"

"Doesn't the system clean up when you leave the Dungeon?" Jun Lebao couldn't help but interject.

"Clean up? Clean up my ass! That Survival System is a bastard! It won't even heal your wounds, and you expect it to clean up this stuff for you?!"

Wang Hongwei became somewhat agitated.

He took a breath, trying to calm himself, and continued, "I carefully reviewed the chat history on the Regional Channel. That guy's messages became increasingly... feminine within a day; his word choice and tone were like those of a completely different person."

"I pieced together the clues and came to the most likely conclusion: the oldest and most powerful witch in the Dungeon, who is said to have lived for hundreds of years, somehow possessed him, or perhaps even took over his body, and followed him to our area! Then... she turned the entire area into her... I don't know what, maybe an altar."

"I don't think I'll live much longer if I go back. Who knows what tricks that witch has up her sleeve?"

Upon hearing this, Su Luo's eyes flickered slightly as she recalled the World Will that had proposed becoming her Vassal at the end of the Trial Instance.

The filth in the Dungeon can be removed.

This is the worst news.

"We will send this message to the World Channel to warn others," Song Shige said.

"No problem, they've already been exchanged. You can use them however you like."

Wang Hongwei had already smoked several cigarettes in the short time he was speaking.

"This can be considered my small contribution to humanity."