When the blinding light faded, what appeared before everyone was a massive urban sprawl.
But it was plain to see that this metropolis had already been abandoned. Some skyscrapers remained intact, but far more of it was nothing but broken walls and crumbling ruins.
As for the contestants, they had been completely scattered.
Zhao Cheng stood at a crossroads on the edge of the city, breathing in the slightly scorching air as a faint prickling pain spread across his body.
At the edge of his vision, a three-hour countdown had appeared, the time ticking down second by second.
Above the countdown was a negative status: nuclear radiation. That was the source of the prickling pain he felt.
Looking at this ruined city, Zhao Cheng could not help wondering whether it was some real city that existed somewhere and had merely been commandeered by the production crew, or whether the crew had simply created something out of thin air and fabricated it wholesale.
At his feet, Zhao Cheng saw a small Treasure Chest. The instant he laid eyes on it, a piece of information naturally surfaced in his mind, telling him that this was the initial Treasure Chest the production crew provided for every contestant, from which all manner of items could be drawn at random.
Clearly, where entertainment value was concerned, greater randomness was what the production crew sought. Through all kinds of Treasure Chests, the effects of luck would be magnified again and again, until luck itself became a form of strength.
It was not impossible to pull a powerful item from the initial Treasure Chest right at the start.
Seeing this, Zhao Cheng opened the Treasure Chest without hesitation.
At once, a massive roulette wheel sprang from the chest and spun furiously before Zhao Cheng. Then it came