You Came Just in Time

This was science!

Wang Ji nodded in satisfaction. Looking at the Taotie soldier he had knocked down with a single pan strike atop the high-rise, he lovingly stroked his adorable little pan.

Having gained a preliminary understanding of "science," he realized that some things ought to have limits.

Within a certain range, his PUBG System could mess around as much as it liked and fulfill the game's rules. But beyond that range, its abilities might fall short, and those rules could no longer be enforced.

That Taotie armored warrior on Airport Road had probably been within the Hand Grenade's rule range. Unable to resist at all, it had been "blown down." Naturally, Wang Ji himself could not be immune to the damage either, and for the sake of scientific rigor, he had "gone down" too.

As for how he could still activate the Speed Hack after going down, that was outside the PUBG System's jurisdiction and fell within the Hack System's domain.

Perhaps, in the end, being "downed" by his own explosion did not count as a true severe injury. It was merely a system-imposed state sacrificed for scientific rigor, and he had not suffered much harm.

Only the Hand Grenade's original damage applied; he could still use the hack.

The system might indulge his delusions of grandeur, but surely it could not actually turn him into an idiot for them.

Of course, if someone else attacked him, he would probably be genuinely severely injured and downed.

As for that big crocodile earlier, he had detected that its energy state was infinitely close to zero. So, when he sensed the crowd here descending into chaos from several kilometers away, he had come over. After spotting the crocodile—especially after seeing it organize people to eat—Wang Ji had whooshed past its side and tossed a grenade into its huge mouth.

The crocodile had still been "blown down."

Afterward, to save grenades, he had used the Frying Pan to finish it off. It should have dealt damage, but clearly it could not kill it.

As for this Taotie soldier sniper, Wang Ji had leaped over and smashed it in the head with one pan strike, knocking the bastard straight down and leaving it crawling all over the ground. It was probably within his little pan's judgment range.

Judging by the feel of it, it was probably wearing a Level One Helmet.

Outside that range, though, the damage no longer worked.

So the world was scientific, and his hacks were scientific too. Wang Ji's thoughts raced, and he felt deeply comforted.

Hacks were technology too!

A Frying Pan worth 16.666666667 yuan could take out such an absurdly powerful Taotie soldier. What more could he ask for?

Besides, Wang Ji felt that perhaps it was not the little pan's fault. Its base version was simply too weak. An ordinary iron pan, no matter how much he enhanced or enchanted it, could only go so far.

Just like his own extreme-speed ability, which was obviously constrained by his physical condition. If his physique did not improve, the Speed Hack's maximum speed would remain at 1,200 meters per second.

At the end of the day, he was still just an ordinary person pretending to have Super Gene!

Naturally, Wang Ji vaguely understood some things.

His current physique was like this Frying Pan: utterly ordinary, then forcibly boosted upward.

If he were not afraid of exposing something abnormal, he would still go to Country A to look for Super Serum.

Out of the habit of finishing off downed enemies that he had learned in the Chicken Dinner Game, Wang Ji sent the sniper to heaven with another Frying Pan strike. Then he looked toward several Taotie warriors flying at him in the distance and chuckled.

They rode extremely agile black aircraft that could dart freely up, down, left, and right through the air, like aerial cavalry from a movie.

"Suspected Super Soldier detected. Hold him down!"

The Taotie communications he intercepted in the Dark Dimension made Wang Ji frown. He quickly glanced at an aircraft flying toward Soton, then stopped thinking and instantly activated his extreme speed, charging toward it!

One thousand meters per second!

The speed of a sniper bullet leaving the barrel—nearly Mach three. Though there was strangely no sonic boom, these Taotie soldiers clearly could not react in time, much less intercept him.

Bang! With one kick, he sent the Taotie warrior flying. Its mount crashed with it into the wall of a commercial building. Its kinetic energy dissipated, rubble sprayed everywhere, and a human-shaped crater appeared in the wall.

Clang! He finished off the stunned Taotie soldier with one pan strike.

Wang Ji landed, then instantly accelerated away from the spot!

Exactly two seconds had passed!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next second, more than a dozen Cannonballs of unknown properties slammed directly into the ground where he had landed, blasting up countless chunks of stone that scattered in every direction!

The onlookers seemed to finally realize what was happening just as the battle erupted! They screamed and fled, scrambling for cover! From time to time, people were blown down and injured or struck by flying debris!

Wang Ji had no time to pity them. In truth, all the attacks were focused on him; the ordinary people were merely caught in the crossfire!

The Taotie soldiers reacted quickly!

For Wang Ji, who had received little combat training, all he could feel was how disciplined they were and how quickly they reacted!

But he was faster!

He pushed off with his feet, shattering the ground beneath his soles in an instant. Like a sniper bullet leaving the barrel, his entire body shot into the sky!

The nearest Taotie warriors had already entered within four hundred meters! They moved at a hundred meters per second, as fast as Earth's fastest sports cars!

Four hundred meters took no more than four seconds! No more than the time it took to say a sentence!

But to Wang Ji, their speed could not have been slower! He was ten times faster than them!

Bang!

At most, they could see a white afterimage! They could not even see that!

The fastest-charging Taotie warrior flew away! As though struck by a fighter jet, it was smashed through the air, vomiting blood before tumbling to the ground like a piece of trash.

Wang Ji did not know this enemy had died directly instead of being "downed," nor did he have time to worry about this system bug. Defying the inertia understood by ordinary Earthlings, he landed at high speed, then shot into the sky again and kicked another Taotie warrior away!

The Taotie soldier vomited blood as it flew backward and crashed to the ground! Its aircraft lost control and fell, sending rubble flying and making countless people scream!

Five seconds! That was originally enough time for him to run five thousand meters!

But after repeatedly launching himself skyward, five seconds later, he had taken out the six remaining Taotie Cavalry. In that flash of lightning, he was already quite satisfied.

The PUBG System detected that all the Taotie warriors were dead, with no signs of life. He did not try to finish them off again. Science was fairly rigorous, after all; there was no need to question it.

The only unscientific thing was that the system did not always have time to ensure enemies were merely downed rather than dead. It really did not seem very fun.

The world was scientific. Under forces equivalent to a fighter jet hitting a bird, the fact that his foot was unharmed did not mean a Taotie's neck could endure it.

If he was fine, then the Taotie could only die. He could only attribute it to his high physical strength and the system's protection.

This was the real world, not a game. He was gradually beginning to understand that his PUBG System merely simulated effects for him.

He hurriedly changed into another set of clothes, finally escaping his breezy, bare-assed state.

In fact, he had kept many sets of clothes ready ever since a few days ago, because he had anticipated that prolonged high-speed movement and collision-based combat would rip his clothes apart. And that was indeed what happened: after each fight, they were basically split at the seams and torn to rags. There was nothing he could do about it.

At extreme speed, no one could see anything. But once he stopped, anyone could feast their eyes on his dick.

Looking at the tragic battlefield around him and hearing the cries of pain, Wang Ji's heart sank. Still, he forced himself to pull it together and walked to a spot ten meters in front of the big crocodile, which seemed to still be unconscious.

Wang Ji pretended not to sense anything, pinched a grenade, and threw it over.

Boom!

That was better.

He climbed onto it again and used his little pan to repeatedly smack the crocodile's head.

He found himself in a difficult position... He did not know what to do. The PUBG System did not have a mount system, and he did not really want to keep this man-eating crocodile.

But he could not kill it either... so he could only keep it under control for now.

Police cars, ambulances, and soldiers gradually began appearing nearby. Some even ran over to salute and greet him, but he waved them away.

Five minutes later, a humming sound approached.

Wang Ji looked up from tapping his wooden fish and saw a sleek black transport craft in his field of vision. It hovered in midair, unable to descend, and then three familiar figures dropped from the sky.

Lian Feng in a burgundy uniform, Jess in a black suit, and Du Qiangwei in a red jacket.

They all looked at the Frying Pan in Wang Ji's hand, their eyelids twitching wildly!

"Wang Ji, are you all right?"

"Mm, I'm fine. You came just in time."