"Damn it, how did it suddenly stop working? It was working perfectly fine before."
Xia Kai sprinted away, cursing all the while.
The white fumes coming from the sneakers on his feet were clearly some kind of object.
"Click!"
Suddenly, he heard a noise behind him, and without hesitation, he lowered his head.
"Bang!"
A loud gunshot rang out, and a silver bullet pierced through the spot where Xia Kai had just been, striking the tombstone in front of him.
The stone tombstone suddenly cracked open, a corner of it missing.
"Grass!"
Xia Kai couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.
If that kind of power were to hit him, to put it mildly, he'd be torn to pieces.
If Napoleon's musketeers had had this kind of power, they would have unified not only Europe, but Antarctica as well.
"Hey, system, are you sure you're not mistaken? Is this the kind of dungeon a newbie like me should be doing? If you want me dead, just kill me already. No need for all this complicated stuff."
Xia Kai continued spewing trash talk, but that didn't stop him from escaping.
Even in the Yadan Cemetery, a terrain that locals find complex, he traversed it with ease.
This was thanks to the tough folk customs of his hometown. Although he was a test-taker and didn't learn how to fight, he still developed the skill of running away.
"Click!"
There was another sound.
This time, Xia Kai didn't gamble on the other side aiming at his head; instead, he simply pulled out an empty magazine.
Name: Thirsty Empty Magazine (Disposable)
Type: Item
Quality: Excellent
"Effect: When used, it can draw bullets attacking the player into the magazine."
"Note: Quickly use your.50 bullet to shove it into my.38 slot."
"Can it be taken out of the instance: Yes"
Xia Kai took out the magazine but didn't hold it in his hand; instead, he threw it directly into the air.
The silver bullet left the barrel and then flew towards the magazine like a straight man who had served several years in prison.
The large bullet pierced the magazine's inlet, and the thin metal magazine immediately deformed and shattered.
In a daze, Xia Kai seemed to hear a satisfied groan.
He had used up another item, and his heart was bleeding.
He had to go to great lengths to get these in the last dungeon.
The reason Xia Kai acted so decisively was not only due to his own personality, but also because of the advice given to him by the veteran player who had cleared the dungeon three times in the previous instance.
"Your journey to obtaining these items may have been fraught with peril, but if you're unwilling to use them, it's a certain death sentence."
The veteran said this while eating the lavish meal Xia Kai had provided for him.
But even if Xia Kai is willing to use his resources, this kind of escape isn't a solution.
He'll run out of items sooner or later. Even if he successfully clears this dungeon, what will he do for the next one?
He didn't think his current dungeon would get a high rating, and he estimated the next dungeon wouldn't be any easier.
Just as Xia Kai whether to leave the cemetery directly or try to kill Father John using the items he had, footsteps suddenly came from not far away.
He turned his head to look, and then screamed "Holy crap!" in his mind.
A humanoid monster with four tentacles and a seaweed-like head was walking towards them. It was wearing a yellow vest over a blue uniform, and a bright yellow cloak draped over its back, making it look indescribably eerie.
Beside the monster were two humans: a weary-looking middle-aged Renhe and a little girl who looked like a porcelain doll.
What's this? A monster and its food supplies?
"We're doomed! We're surrounded by enemies!"
Xia Kai was inwardly groaning.
Just as he was contemplating whether to let Father John chop him to death with an axe, or to go to the Tentacle Monster to offer himself as a food supply, or simply commit suicide by running into a tombstone, a system notification suddenly sounded.
"Other players detected, calculating the current situation."
"Calculation complete. Player mode changed to normal mode. There are no rewards or penalties for player-to-player kills."
"Player?"
Xia Kai's eyes widened, and then he realized that the Tentacle Monster was also looking at him.
"Boss, save my life!"
He yelled and lunged at the Tentacle Monster.
"Ha?"
Liu Zheng naturally heard the system notification, and was completely confused.
Wasn't he playing solo in the dungeon? How come he encountered other players?
With that thought in mind, he asked it directly.
However, the system did not provide an explanation.
However, Liu Zheng probably guessed something.
The number of players in the instance likely refers to the number of players in his instance. Now that he has left the Metropolis, it's equivalent to leaving the original instance area. The chubby guy running towards him should be a player from the Yate instance area.
"Stop!"
He took out the hunter's flintlock pistol from the system space, then aimed it at the chubby boy and shouted.
One should always be wary of others. Although Liu Zheng did not feel threatened by the other party, he could not simply let them get close.
"Sir, I mean no harm. I'm just being chased by monsters and I need your help."
Xia Kai quickly stopped, then raised his hands and said pitifully.
"Pursuit?"
Liu Zheng looked behind him.
It wasn't just Xia Kai who stopped; the hunter who had been chasing him also stopped.
The blood-stained axe trembled slightly, whether from fear or excitement, it was hard to tell.
"Dad!"
Fula suddenly cried out excitedly.
"We actually found it."
Liu Zheng was somewhat surprised.
Father John looked up when he heard his daughter's voice.
The face, previously hidden by a top hat, was finally fully exposed to the moonlight.
His face was covered by a thicket of hair like wild grass, and hot breath escaped from his open mouth, but it couldn't hide his sharp canine teeth.
" Fula?"
Father John looked blankly in his daughter's direction and called out hesitantly.
"It's me, Dad. Mom came out looking for you, have you seen her?"
"Fula asked loudly."
" Fula, did you hear that?"
Father John did not answer his daughter's question, but instead asked her a question in return.
"What did you hear, Dad?"
"They are singing, they are singing in my blood. Oh no, no no, they are the blood, the blood is singing!"
Father John's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
Then, his gaze went straight to Liu Zheng.
"What I see is a stranger like me. You don't smell of blood, but you can't fool me. Something's wrong with you. Stay away from my daughter!"
Father John suddenly raised his rifle and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Liu Zheng brandished his Cleaver and stood in front of him.
Sparks flew, and the clanging of metal echoed through the night sky.
The mercury bullet was deflected by the Cleaver and embedded itself in a nearby dead tree.
"Looks like your dad needs a good beating to wake him up."
He shrugged.
"Please don't kill my father."
Fran had tears in her eyes, but she did not pull Liu Zheng away.
"That depends on whether he's asking for it. You, stay where you are and don't move. If you move a finger, I'll blow your head off."
Liu Zheng raised a tentacle finger and pointed it at Xia Kai, then walked towards Father John with the Cleaver's knife in hand.