"Change the arena and clear the materials?"
Li Hu, with his rugged face, froze for a moment, but then suddenly realized why Su Mo had asked.
If the game explicitly restricted players to fighting each other barehanded, it would undoubtedly undermine the balance.
After all, a real fight to the death would only take a few exchanges, and far too many things could happen.
For example, when he encountered the Minotaur Corrado in the first round, an ordinary survivor who had not experienced much combat would probably be severely injured and forced out of the game in a single exchange.
It would be impossible to hold out for the full thirty seconds in the narrow arena.
But conversely, if humans could obtain weapons inside the arena—
Like the cleaver that had chopped off the Minotaur's ear, for instance—the gap between the two sides would begin to narrow.
If they could retain some materials from each of the five rounds, "I'll go ask them right now!"
Without wasting any more words, Li Hu hurriedly turned and left. The moment he stepped outside, he headed straight for the hospital.
About half an hour later, precise information came back.
"They'll retain the materials used by players, but there's a limit. They also won't retain materials that weren't personally processed or crafted!"
"Some stages will even require players to use materials from the previous round to complete the next challenge!"
Just as expected!
Although the difficulty had increased, there was still a chance to break through.
As long as human players could use the materials provided by the game to make suitable weapons or armor, lasting thirty seconds would no longer be a pipe dream.
After all, the foreign races had not entered to fight human players to mutual destruction. They certainly wanted to