Hunting, Clearing the Map, and the Escape Pod

Yu Yuan knew what he had seen. He had always been deeply interested in firearms and surviving the apocalypse, and for a while, he had even researched how to make a homemade Hand Cannon.

He had never tried making one himself for reasons beyond his control, but he knew the theory.

"I absolutely can't become his target! At least, not his first target!"

Yu Yuan warned himself.

Fortunately, Concealment was more powerful than these newcomers, fresh out of the Beginner Protection Period, could understand.

The player with the Hand Cannon had already switched off his Headlamp and was moving quietly through the dark.

His attention was fixed on the stairwell. He had no chance of spotting Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan watched him pass less than two meters in front of him.

A flash of killing intent crossed his mind.

But he quickly suppressed it.

Now was not the best time to strike.

Eight players had entered this time. Apart from Yu Yuan, there were seven others.

Two had died on the third floor.

There were three here.

That left two players unaccounted for.

They were most likely the players from the sixth and seventh floors.

They might have heard the commotion and could be waiting upstairs for an opportunity.

Yu Yuan swiftly assessed the situation. The good news was that he alone knew two players had already died on the third floor.

That let him judge the situation accurately.

Another glass bottle shattered in the stairwell.

He had no idea what was inside it.

As the bottle broke, the fleeing player lying on the ground cried out again.

Then came the sound of a blade piercing flesh. The scream stopped abruptly.

At that moment, Yu Yuan saw the player with the Hand Cannon spring forward like a startled rabbit.

**Bang!