Uncle Wen, Why Did You Come Out?

Xu Lang glanced at Wang Yazhi and saw that her expression was normal, as if she was resting. A smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

[200 Xu Lang: After the game ends, they live on the Ninth Floor, they should be able to survive.]

[200 Wang Yazhi: Great!]

Next, Xu Lang Meditation for a while, then took out a skill scroll.

[War Cry]

[Type: Active Skill]

[Level: 3]

[Effect: Consumes stamina or spirit to unleash War Cry that terrifies enemies]

[Upgrade Requirements: 300 Nightmare Coins]

[Introduction: Roar!!!]

This is a skill scroll dropped by the centurion. Xu Lang learned it on a whim, thinking he might need it sometime.

"Do you want to learn this skill?" Xu Lang took out the second War Cry skill scroll and handed it to Cao Yaxuan and the others.

The women looked around and all said, "Forget it."

Cao Yaxuan and Shirley are unnecessary, while Tong Qi and Wang Yazhi feel that their fighting styles are not suitable and they are prone to making mistakes in the heat of the moment.

Xu Lang didn't insist and immediately listed the skill scroll on the Trading Network.

Three hours later, the Frost Ghost army attacked again.

It was too cold outside, Cao Yaxuan and Shirley were both too lazy to grind for points, but Xu Lang spanked them a couple of times and they were fine.

Sizzle

The short spear shot through the air and pierced the head of a Frost Ghost Javelin Thrower!

Xu Lang hung from the corridor ceiling, continuously firing at the more threatening Frost Ghost Javelin Thrower.

Upon seeing him, the Frost Ghost went absolutely mad, unleashing a barrage of short spears.

Xu Lang released a burst of dragon flame, disrupting the short spear's attack trajectory. Then, with a leap, he darted back to the entrance like a giant spider.

Bang--bang--bang!

Cao Yaxuan and her group were still firing.

Nearly half of the bullets we always keep at home have been used up.

Fortunately, they all had aiming skills, and with burst fire, the bullet consumption wasn't too severe at first.

Otherwise, if you hold down the triggers of both Colt, you'll run out of ammo in a minute.

In the blink of an eye, the Frost Ghost Frost Ghost Ninth Floor, though numerous, couldn't Eighth Floor last Tenth Floor minutes before collapsing in front of Dormitory 200.

"Phew~ I scored enough points this time, I should be able to rest tomorrow." Cao Yaxuan a sigh of relief, her face beaming with joy.

This time, they deliberately accumulated more points, widening the gap between themselves and the others on the leaderboard.

This position is safe, preventing others from overtaking you by killing a big monster, and it also motivates others to compete for the top three, which is great.

It's worth mentioning that, after the previous attack, neither Zheng Kai nor Wu Huihui stayed on the Tenth Floor this time, but instead quickly went to support other floors.

The Frost Ghost on the other floors, after fighting for a while, found themselves attacked from both sides and died quickly.

Xu Lang of five tallied their spoils: a quantity of supplies and a total of 270,000 Copper Coin, 10,000 fewer than the previous round.

There's nothing that can be done about it; monster drop rates fluctuate and cannot be completely quantified.

"Huh? My soldiers are all gone again?"

The Frost Ghost King heard the shouts of battle inside the building gradually subside, and players were starting to emerge in the corridor, which he found utterly baffling.

The Frost Ghost Soldier were all dead in less than half an hour of attacking the building!

The Frost Ghost King did not leave immediately as usual, but instead pondered something with a serious expression.

After a long while, he waved his hand and left with his personal guards.

The guards didn't forget to carry away the Frost Throne; they needed to move it over tomorrow, so it couldn't be wasted.

"This monster seems quite intelligent." Li Shuwen, wrapped in a wolf pelt, watched the departing figure of the Frost Ghost King with a deep frown.

Li Wenwen, her face pale from the cold, stood beside him and whispered, "Is the Frost Ghost King going to attack the building in the end? I saw players who got close to him get instantly killed. He's terrifyingly strong."

"Probably," Li Shuwen said noncommittally.

Just then, two players walked over.

Uncle Wen, are you hiring?

"Okay, tell me your basic information."

Our skills include...

"... You guys are no good."

Li Shuwen shook his head, and the two players left disappointed.

As the players gradually gathered in the corridor, Li Shuwen frowned again.

"Do you feel the player survival rate is too high?" A man with square features and a strong build walked over.

This person is Tang Ze, the fifth- Floor Leader, and he is accompanied by five tenants.

Li Shuwen said in a deep voice, "Impressive, exceptionally impressive! I've never seen a game where almost half the time has passed and only so few people have died!"

"I guess the Survival Game will be more challenging for us later on," Tang Ze said helplessly.

Li Shuwen nodded in agreement, then looked at the people around Tang Ze and asked, "Where are you all headed? You've only been looting for half an hour, and the supplies haven't even respawned yet, have they?"

"Of course we're going to collect timber," Tang Ze laughed. "The price of cold-weather gear has skyrocketed right now, so it's always good to have extra. Who knows how cold it'll get later... Old Li, do you want to come along?"

"I'll pass. I'm too lazy to run around. I'd rather go back and practice my skills," Li Shuwen said, shaking his head.

Timber is actually hard to find in modern schools. Most desks and benches are no longer made of solid wood. There is plenty of wood in the forest, but it is all wet wood and cannot be used.

Tang Ze immediately said, "Then your wolf pelts are useless, right? Sell me the extras. Whatever the highest price for wolf pelts is in the future, I'll make up the difference!"

The players following Tang Ze all had their eyes light up.

Two wolfskin garments would be the most comfortable, but some of them don't even have one.

"I knew you weren't here to chat." Li Shuwen shook his head with a smile, then sold the wolf pelt to Tang Ze.

Although they weren't neighbors, they often chatted and looked after each other.

Having obtained what he wanted, Tang Ze chuckled and took his leave.

Amidst the vast expanse of snow, the players who entered were like worker ants disappearing into a white world.

At midnight, the Dormitory Broadcast blared on time, and the Blood Servant began his nighttime visits to the dormitories.

Zhang Dahai hid inside a shipping container, patiently awaiting good news.

For some reason, he can block the senses of monsters, so he can roam freely in the wild during his rest time.

"Now that this round is over, I should be able to upgrade all the turrets... Sigh, it would be great if we could get into the top ten, otherwise I can't increase the number of turrets, and Xiaofan won't be safe."

"Speaking of which, what will it be like when all the players on all the floors are high-level players, with four or five turrets in each dormitory room?"

"Wouldn't we all die if the monster came?"

He was pondering some things when Xu Lang's private message popped up.

[200 Xu Lang: All ten mysterious creatures are dead]

[33 Zhang Dahai: Received!]

Zhang Dahai was shocked. He immediately left the container, quickly searched the surrounding area, and then went to the supply point.

"The nearest high-quality supply point is the Gymnasium... and the best supply areas in the Gymnasium are the martial arts area, the tennis area, and the equipment room."

Zhang Dahai was very familiar with the route. He even put away the Frostfire Torch while sneaking around to avoid being discovered by the people in the Dormitory Building. Only after entering the Gymnasium did he relight the Frostflame Torch.

Three Frostflame Torch converged together, their bright flames illuminating a figure that sent chills down Zhang Dahai's spine!

"It's you, Dahai!" Li Shuwen stepped down from the training platform. The firelight illuminated his face, but his body remained in darkness, like a painting of light and shadow.

A spear suddenly appeared in his right hand, its tip trailing sparks as it dragged on the ground. With a flick of his left hand, three clusters of torches were ignited simultaneously.

"Uncle Wen, why are you out here?!" Zhang Dahai's heart pounded, and he slowly backed away.

He never knew that Li Shuwen's refined and amiable face could be so sinister and terrifying if he didn't smile!