Chen Zhao Self-Detonates

Behind the unseen hillside in the distance, a sudden burst of chaotic gunfire crackled and popped.

Kill notifications flooded the screen, and in just a few dozen seconds, several more people had died. This situation was common in the final circle; after a long period of dead silence, gunfire would suddenly erupt. Because everyone was lying in the grass playing like a snake, they usually couldn't see their enemies. Once one person was exposed and opened fire, it would often pull up the radish along with the mud, exposing many others. The final circle was small and the distance between players was short, leaving no choice but to engage in a direct firefight.

There were now four people left in the final circle.

Chen Zhao, Little Bamboo Shoot, and two enemies.

Little Bamboo Shoot seemed to be in a better mood: "Phew! I finally made it to the final circle today; at least I can give my fans an explanation!"

Chen Zhao was a bit speechless when he heard this: "Didn't you say you were a professional battle royale streamer? Shouldn't a professional streamer make the final circle every single game? What's with this 'finally'?"

Little Bamboo Shoot was somewhat annoyed: "My skills are very good! It's just that my luck hasn't been great!"

Chen Zhao shrugged, too lazy to argue with this little noob, and continued to keenly scan the woods ahead.

He paid extra attention to the grass at the edge of the hillside and the patches around the base of every large tree, as those were the easiest places for people to hide. However, after a careful, thorough sweep, he didn't spot a single shadow. The remaining two campers had to be experts, or at least seasoned veterans who knew how to conceal their positions.

He checked the location of the next circle; it wasn't far, just ten meters ahead. But that area was completely exposed, with no rocks or trees, making anyone who moved there a glaring target. It would be easy to become a sitting duck for the enemies.

There was no other way; he had to use his captive again.

"Little Bamboo Shoot, move forward and enter the circle. Then, start strafing left and right," Chen Zhao commanded.

"No way! I have to jump again?" Little Bamboo Shoot was filled with indignation. "The next circle is so small; I'll definitely get shot to death!"

"Don't be afraid. If anyone shoots at you, I'll headshot them immediately," Chen Zhao said.

"Are you reliable?" Little Bamboo Shoot asked timidly.

"Reliable or not, you have to move forward! Otherwise, I'll take your head myself!" Chen Zhao threatened fiercely.

Little Bamboo Shoot whimpered, popped two painkillers—likely hoping the continuous health regeneration would save her life—and then cautiously stepped into the circle, starting to strafe left and right!

Chen Zhao focused his attention, eyes glued to the computer screen, taking in every rustle of the wind and grass.

Come out! You last two enemies!

Someone is jumping around over here! They are clearly not taking you seriously!

Don't you want to unload a magazine into this jumping Little Bamboo Shoot?

It seemed that Little Bamboo Shoot's arrogant jumping was too distracting. The moment the circle began to shrink, two figures appeared simultaneously from the left and right sides of the opposite hillside, opening fire on her!

The instant they emerged, they were already locked onto by Chen Zhao, who fired his SLR without even scoping in!

Little Bamboo Shoot's scream and the gunfire from three different parties erupted at the same time! Bullets of various calibers crisscrossed the grass, whistling through the air!

[You headshot and killed Water in Headphones with an SLR marksman rifle]

[You headshot and killed qwert with an SLR marksman rifle]

Two consecutive notifications rang out; the last two enemies had been killed!

Chen Zhao stood up and ran from the blue zone, arriving inside the circle.

Little Bamboo Shoot was a bit at a loss: "What do we do now? It's just the two of us left."

Chen Zhao pondered for a moment, then suddenly pulled out a grenade and pulled the pin.

Little Bamboo Shoot stood still, sighing slightly; she knew she was about to be blown up by the grenade. But it didn't matter; making it to second place was already a rare, good result. Sometimes she couldn't even reach second place after playing dozens of games in a row. Now that she had essentially been handed a second-place finish, what was there to be dissatisfied about?

However, amidst the deafening roar of the explosion, Little Bamboo Shoot was astonished to find that the "Winner Winner Chicken Dinner" screen had popped up on her computer!

Chen Zhao hadn't thrown the grenade at her; he had kept it in his hand the whole time and chosen to commit suicide with it!

"Winning is a daily routine for me. Seeing as it's not easy for you to win, I'll give this one to you. Being a human target is hard work, after all," Chen Zhao said.