Fang Ran's legs went weak, and he staggered back a step with an earth-shattering scream! Si Ai looked at him speechlessly.
"Calm down. Look carefully. I'm a person."
Fang Ran opened his mouth wordlessly and stared blankly at Si Ai, who was eating a bowl of Master Kong Shrimp and Fish Flavored Noodles.
Still struggling amid chaos and confusion, Fang Ran immediately reverted to his goofy, wisecracking side.
"Big Brother Ai, weren't you dead?"
Fang Ran pointed at Si Ai tremblingly, feeling as though his tongue had tied itself in knots.
And this was clearly some upscale place that sold diamond rings,
So where the hell did you get those Master Kong Shrimp and Fish Flavored Noodles from!!
At the height of his nervous bewilderment, that razor-sharp complaint flashed through his mind.
Si Ai looked at him strangely, then casually replied without thinking much of it.
"Huh? What are you talking about? People generally don't die in Night Battle. This scene was just special—it eliminated people by turning them into corpses."
What!?
People generally didn't die in Night Battle!!??
Fang Ran wore an expression that screamed, Are you kidding me?
How the hell did I not know that!!!!
Fang Ran stood there dumbfounded, then stiffly recalled the system message from when he had been hurriedly dragged out of the Female Locker Room.
Participants will win by eliminating the others while monsters roam the area.
It really had said "eliminate."
Holy shit, no way.
"Hey, kid, if you're interested, you can look for the cameras where you died and take a look at how you looked when you died. Heh."
Si Ai spread his hands and laughed, then walked over to Fang Ran and vigorously patted the shoulders of the staring, openmouthed youth.
He had subconsciously assumed that Fang Ran had hidden somewhere before finally being killed—no, eliminated—by those people.
"Forget that, kid, hahaha! You know what? After I got taken out, it seemed some outsider crashed the scene and took out every bastard who ambushed me!!!"
"Hahahaha!! That was so damn satisfying! He dared offend the official side, Against the Current, and maybe even several other factions all at once. I only have one word for him: respect!"
Si Ai was still laughing loudly! He did not notice that Fang Ran's body had begun to tremble at those words.
Trembling, Fang Ran raised his equally trembling hand and slowly covered his face.
"Pay your debts, and repay murder with your life!!"
"You! None of you are getting away!!"
"Ordinary people can go insane too!!!!"
As he continuously recalled everything from the previous few hours—the melodramatic thoughts in his head and the lines he had shouted that now seemed unbearably cringeworthy—
Fang Ran wanted nothing more than to be reincarnated and start over.
And that was not all. He had shamelessly used ambushes, misdirection, deception, and the bizarre magic of his "Magical Girl magic" to take out everyone else.
And now they were all alive, likely with various factions behind them.
Meanwhile, he had schemed and tricked them all to death once, offending every single one of them in one go...
Fang Ran felt the world go dark before his eyes as everything spun.
What the fuck had he done?
Using all his strength to cover his face, unable to accept reality, Fang Ran could only stare at Si Ai and roar inwardly.
And you asshole! Why didn't you make something this important clear!!
Give me back my grief and passion, damn it!!!
"Hahahaha!!!"
Meanwhile, Si Ai was still laughing heartily. With the air of an older brother, he patted Fang Ran's shoulder and pointed at the interface in front of him.
"Look at those stupid bastards throwing tantrums after getting taken out!!"
"Tsk, tsk. I just wonder who that person was, how he got in, and why he hit them so hard?"
Si Ai stroked his chin curiously.
Wasn't it because of you!!!
Do you believe I'll stab you to death with this cool upgraded belt right now!!!
Fang Ran glared at Si Ai with boundless resentment, then tremblingly opened that interface as well. Ling had told him that after a scene ended and the results were calculated, participants would have a period of time to communicate.
Or rather, to exchange threats.
Though under normal circumstances, almost no one would do something so childish.
A pale blue interface unfolded.
"Who are you!?"
"What are you!?"
"Who are you?"
Clearly, these were the D-rank participants Fang Ran had ambushed to death. Every single message demanded to know his identity.
His mouth twitching, Fang Ran scrolled down tremblingly.
"Against the Current will remember this."
The woman in business attire spoke with anger in her voice. This guy had actually used the appearance of her family to make her hesitate.
"You won't win so easily next time."
Finally, there was one simple sentence. The official representative was as concise as ever.
Fang Ran's mouth twitched every time he read a message, especially after he finished reading those final two records.
He felt as though he had suddenly gained two hostile factions straight out of some clichéd novel.
"Big Brother Ai, Against the Current, and the official side... are they?"
With the faintest trace of hope in his trembling voice, Fang Ran asked Si Ai.
Si Ai, who had gone back to eating his noodles, raised his head and casually explained.
"Oh, those are the names of two participant factions. The official side is a special organization that operates from the nation's standpoint, while Against the Current is from Huaxia. Mm, you can think of it as the largest civilian organization."
"How should I put it? Their relationship is pretty complicated for all sorts of historical reasons. They don't get along."
"Hey, kid, what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. My legs just went weak."
After hearing Si Ai's explanation, Fang Ran felt darkness descend over his vision. His brain seemed deprived of blood as his legs gave out, and he leaned against the wall.
Looking at those powerful, emphatic "threats" on the message board, he felt—
As though he had suddenly landed himself in enormous trouble.
Ding! Accept reward?
At that moment, the system prompt suddenly appeared. Fang Ran listlessly tapped yes, his weak, hollow eyes not even looking at the interface.
Based on your overall performance, the Night Gear—"Night Crow"—has been issued.
Hearing the system prompt, Fang Ran turned around with an expression of utter enlightenment and despair, as if an old monk who simply wanted to die, and looked at the Night Gear he had earned by going crazy and acting cringey enough to offend several massive factions.
"Night Crow."
What kind of bullshit name was that? Fang Ran sighed inwardly, not realizing that his message board interface was still open.
Then, beneath the pile of threatening messages, an unfamiliar message appeared.
"Ding ding... ding... ding... ding... ding... ding...!!!!"
Suddenly, Fang Ran noticed that his message board was going wild with notifications as if it had taken an aphrodisiac. Before he could look, Si Ai's astonished voice rang out.
"Kid, look! Yo, that guy actually dared leave his name!? His name is Night Crow?"
Fang Ran jolted, then looked at the message board with an expression of utter shock. Holy shit, no way.
"Night Crow."
"I'll remember that."
"I won't forget how you ambushed me with Illusion Technique."
"You actually dared leave your name. Fine. I look forward to meeting you next time."
Fang Ran: "."
Wait, hold on, everyone.
That wasn't what I meant.
Fang Ran stared lifelessly at his message board, filled with only one thought.
It was over. This time, it was completely over.
Those people would definitely think he was provoking them, that he was fucking fearless.
Damn it, that wasn't right!
Shouldn't the normal plot be for me to first offend some rich second-generation kid who's especially easy to deal with, then show off while beating him up before finally winning the beauty!!??
System, you screwed me over again!
"Kid, what's wrong with you? You've been acting weird ever since earlier."
"Mount Lu! Rising Dragon!!!!!"
"Whoa, kid, what are you doing?"
"Don't move. Let me punch you!"
"Huh? Why?"
"Mount Lu Rising Dragon!!!"
"Sigh, kid, give up. I'm B-rank. You can't hit me."
"I won't listen!!! Eat shit! Mount Lu Rising Dragon!!!"
On the helipad of the International Building, Su Qun stood at his original position, letting the night wind blow over him as he carefully recalled every move from his fight with Night Crow.
As he pondered what exactly had happened in the end, he suddenly noticed something where Night Crow had been standing.
He walked over and picked it up. Something Night Crow had left behind?
The moment he picked it up, Su Qun was stunned.
An unopened piece of women's underwear.
Looking at the utterly unchanged work page and discussion forum, the young author could not help but lose all his dreams.
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