Translator: AnubisTL
"Armor-piercing bullet?"
Scar Dog paused, then grinned. "Well, fortune never comes singly, does it? With this thing..."
"I wonder if that eggshell in City 18 can still hold up."
"But where do we find the other four?"
"There's no indication. Are we just supposed to wander aimlessly through this wilderness like headless flies?"
"Not necessarily..."
Scar Dog glanced into the distance, a slight headache forming. "But there aren't any landmarks out here, and we don't have GPS. If we venture too far, relying solely on the sun for direction, we might never find our way back."
Navigating by celestial bodies is possible, but it only provides a general direction. Determining precise coordinates using such methods is pure fantasy.
Chen Jiang narrowed his eyes, tucked the fragment into his pocket, and continued to gaze at the spot beneath the original beam of light.
While this fragment's effect was undeniably powerful, they had found other items in the wilderness that weren't much worse—and those items didn't come with a guiding yellow beam.
At that moment, information about the token popped up before him:
[Item Name]: Participation Token
[Item Tier]: None
[Item Description]: This is a small-scale arena token for racial competition.
When the event begins, all players of each race who possess this token will be eligible to participate.
Each race is limited to two participants.
Participants will be individually transported to a vast wilderness teeming with mutated beasts.
The competition lasts for five minutes.
The participant who slays the most mutated beasts within the five-minute timeframe will secure victory for their race, earning an additional race-wide reward.
The top ten participants will each receive distinct rewards.
[Item Duration]: The event begins in 38 hours.
[Item Description]: Of course, you may also entrust this token to a fellow race member you deem more trustworthy, allowing them to compete on your race's behalf and claim the glory that rightfully belongs to your people.
"Participation Token?"
Chen Jiang frowned slightly, weighing the token in his hand as he pondered silently.
Scar Dog couldn't help but grin again. "What's that saying? 'Fortune never comes twice'? At least three times, right?"
"With our current firepower, who could possibly outmatch us in this situation?"
"That's a bit idealistic," Chen Jiang said, shaking his head. "We're not the ones known for firepower—it's the mechanical race."
"In the wilderness, there are only two ways to obtain items: killing mutated beasts or taking them from the mechanical race."
"The mechanical race can manufacture their own items, though I'm not sure if it's a racial innate ability or something else."
"But the fact that they survived the previous Ten Thousand Races Arena proves everything. When it comes to firepower, they're likely far superior."
"That's why I've always suspected the kill counts for the mechanical race on the race kill rankings are inflated."
"As the only race to enter the competition with their Civilization Structure intact, if I were them, I would activate all my most destructive weapons the moment the other races descended."
"A saturation bombardment, launched without warning, could have wiped out eighty percent of the other races' combat forces, or even annihilated entire races!"
"Yet the mechanical race didn't do that."
"When the human race descended, they only deployed massive numbers of soldiers, armored vehicles, and tanks to slaughter us. They didn't even use missiles. This makes no sense."
"Could it be that the mechanical race's technology tree was restricted for the sake of fairness?"
"That's possible, but we can't be sure."
Chen Jiang shook his head, pondered for a moment, then tucked the token into his pocket. "We definitely need to participate in this event."
"But we need to prepare first."
He then glanced at his merit points.
1234 merit points.
Killing an alien race player earned one merit point.
Having killed 1234 aliens, he had accumulated 1234 merit points.
Just as he was about to open the merit points shop to see what he could buy with his points, a raspy mechanical notification suddenly echoed in his ears.
[Ding.]
[Mechanical race player Fei Yiming has used a two-tier item, the Heaven's Eye Pursuit Order, against you.]
"Running isn't the answer," Chen Jiang said, turning to gaze at the wilderness. "Since they can track our real-time location, they might not bother sending a pursuit team. The more likely scenario is they'll use missiles—the kind that can pinpoint targets based on live tracking data."
"The mechanical race hasn't used missiles before. It's probably not because they can't, but because the restrictions are too severe."
"We need to prepare for the worst. If they decide to use missiles, no amount of running will save us."
"Within six hours, we need to prepare thoroughly and strike before City 18 can react. We'll bombard them into oblivion."
"Especially those potential missile silo locations. We need to eliminate every worst-case scenario first."
"Time is running out. We need to move fast."
(End of the Chapter)
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