"Holy shit, what happened? Old Zhou, how did you die??"
Zhong Yi was still some distance from Zhou Yue, over in the east building.
Everything had happened far too quickly. Zhong Yi had only heard a fierce, rapid burst of gunfire before Zhou Yue was gone.
"I... I have no idea either! He was way too brutal!!"
Zhou Yue was now in soul form, attached to the little bottle at Zhong Yi's waist, his view instantly synchronized with Zhong Yi's.
In the setting of the Immortal Abyss Continent Operation, Lu Ze had designed everyone to carry two Return-Soul Bottles.
When a teammate died, they would not truly perish, but return to a Return-Soul Bottle in soul form.
In this state, they could spectate their teammates as they continued playing, which fit the Cultivation World rather well.
"No way! My brother got one-shot? Th-this Evil Venerable Yide is ridiculously overpowered!!!"
Zhou Qiaoling was panicking like crazy.
Her backpack was stuffed with supplies, and the value she was carrying had already exceeded a million!
Zhou Yue's skill was just like his luck: reassuringly consistent.
If even Zhou Yue had been instantly killed by Evil Venerable Yide, she certainly did not think she could take him on.
Driven by her instincts to survive and preserve her wealth, Zhou Qiaoling was already making as little noise as possible.
Silent walking was not enough. She had flattened herself against the floor and was inching forward.
Just as she decided to turn herself into a maggot and wriggle out of the Administrative Palace, a dark green weapon crate ahead caught her eye.
Zhou Qiaoling could not help licking her lips.
"One little bite should be fine, right?"
Zhou Qiaoling reached out and opened the weapon crate.
Creak.
The sound of the container opening was especially piercing