Ten thousand I am across the heavens

Lan Cheng's knowledge of chemicals and machinery wasn't extensive, but he was very experienced on the battlefield. The complex terrain of the factory was perfect for urban warfare. Even after searching the factory, he only found two old-fashioned bolt-action rifles, which was enough for him to operate in the factory. He dragged gasoline drums and pushed them into the blind spots of the buildings. He also dragged out rolls of wire, twisted them into simple wire mesh with pliers, and set them up at many entrances and key passages of the factory.

He dragged out some of the fertilizer, mixed it into explosives, tied it into bundles with cloth and rope, stuffed it into gasoline drums, and turned it into a series of disposable, heartless cannons.

In its early days, Blue City had also fought battles where resources were scarce, so it knew very well how to make good use of limited resources.

Most players will find two guns and leave; few will set up a base in the factory. Continuing to explore likely yields better equipment, such as a man-portable guided rocket launcher, so there's no need to stay in one place and fight to the death. Of course, most people don't have this kind of war knowledge, so even if they wanted to build a base, they couldn't, let alone manually create a cheap, low-quality cannon.

These rudimentary cannons had a range of only a few hundred meters, but they were more than enough to deal with a few civilian players.

In the distance, players were using their rifle scopes as binoculars to zoom in and saw that the factory was filled with barbed wire and obstacles. Their eyes lit up. Such heavily defended places often meant there were good things, and there was a chance to find resource points guarded by AI. If they were to drop them, they would definitely get good equipment.

Compared to real people, robots are much more rigid when performing tasks. As long as you are careful, these early-stage weapons can definitely take them down.

There were eight players in total, forming two temporary teams to attack the factory together, and Blue City spotted them through a telescope.

At this distance, only high-level sniper rifles could usually hit them, so the eight men didn't advance slowly from that distance, using cover as cover. Ordinary firearms at this distance were like water being poured from a shower, hitting them was entirely a matter of luck, so they weren't afraid. But what Blue City had prepared for them wasn't bullets at all.

Seeing the group's location on the flat ground, Lan Cheng decisively doubled the explosive charge on the Heartless Cannon, firing it in groups of five or six towards the same direction as the enemy, unleashing a volley of fire.

Although the accuracy of artillery shells depends more on luck, the shrapnel area of ​​these things is huge. Five heartless cannons destroyed one of them, and four backpack-sized packages drew arcs and landed around the eight people. The impact points were scattered, but the closest ones were only about five meters away from them. They were just unlucky. Statistically, the probability of a shell landing that close in the first salvo is not very high. Blue City was only hoping to injure one or two people.

At this distance, the explosion of several kilograms of fertilizer, along with the large amount of steel bars and balls inside the package as shrapnel, directly created a metal storm at the center of the explosion.

Of the eight people, six had their health bars emptied on the spot, and the remaining two also fell to the ground, deemed incapable of fighting, and were rapidly losing health.

The bombardment completely stunned them. They thought they had encountered a whale (a player who spends a lot of money on in-game purchases). But in theory, whales usually appear later and should be watching them fight from the sidelines. How could a rich player have the leisure to wipe them out with one shot?
One of the streamers' live streams was completely disrupted. The streamer was killed by the bomb and forced offline. Upon checking his account, he found that he had not received the basic death reward at all. He immediately realized that the bombing was caused by an ordinary player. He was so angry that he cursed loudly in the live stream.

Lan Cheng was unaware of all this. What he was doing right now was looting the supplies with tears in his eyes. None of the eight people had the best equipment, but each of them had a few decent items: high-powered scopes, sniper rifles, a lot of bullets, grenades, and smoke grenades. These were all good items, and Lan Cheng took them all back without hesitation. He set up several guns pointing towards the entrance so that he could start firing and suppressing the enemy as soon as he ran over.

A game has thousands of players, and an explosion here will inevitably attract others to search. There will be more people following. He now has a record of 10 kills, and the high ground is considered an elite monster.

As it turned out, the sound of artillery fire did attract many players. They looted more areas, acquired better equipment, and some even obtained individual rocket launchers and charged into battle in jeeps.

As a result, the jeep crashed directly into a makeshift barbed wire trap, its tires blew out, it went out of control and fell off the bridge, and all the people in the vehicle fell into the valley and died.

Someone drove up in an armored vehicle, but it was blocked by the pile of discarded steel pipes that Blue City had placed at the entrance. The steel pipes were intertwined and supported on the concrete structure, so the armored vehicle's tracks couldn't run over them. They had to send people out to clear them. These people even knew to use smoke grenades before getting out of the vehicle to avoid being shot in the dark. Little did they know that grenades were tied between the steel pipes with wire. No one needed to operate them at all. When they cleared the steel pipes, they would trigger the grenades, instantly killing the two people who got out of the vehicle.

The remaining men didn't fare well in the street fighting in the factory either. Their unfamiliarity with the terrain caused them to step on traps or make noise by stepping on debris, resulting in them being shot down.

Blue City's kill count has reached thirty-five, more than the first-place whale who entered the game, making him an immediate target. With so many kills, he's looted so many good items just from looting their bags.

And that was indeed the case. Blue City not only had individual rocket launchers, dozens of grenades, and thousands of rounds of ammunition, but also a tank. Although he had personally blown off its tracks, the turret was still usable. It was a tank similar to those from World War II, with a range exceeding one thousand meters, even further than a sniper rifle. If it weren't for the need to loot equipment, the enemy wouldn't have been able to get close at all; they would have been taken out by a single shot from over a thousand meters away.

However, his kill count was so high that his name was highlighted in the player list, and he soon experienced how disgusting this game was.

"Player My Dad is the District Chief used a special item, the Player Marking Card, to mark you. Your location will now be displayed on the other player's map in real time."

Lan Cheng's face darkened when he saw the notification. With such a mark, the complex terrain and the advantage of the enemy being in the open while he was in the dark would be gone instantly. No matter how well he hid, he would be exposed as soon as the other side opened the minimap. It was too unbalanced.

It's obvious that the person who marked him was a pay-to-win player.

[My dad is the district chief] It's been a long time since I've encountered such delicious prey. He licked the long knife in his hand and was very glad that he chose to enter the game early this time. Only by crushing high-quality prey like Sand could he enjoy the ultimate pleasure.

"Run away, my prey! But no matter where you run, you can't escape my grasp!" [My dad is the district chief] spoke directly in the public channel, then picked up his long sword and walked towards where Blue City was.

He was only wearing casual clothes that looked completely defenseless, and the weapon in his hand was a cold weapon, but the other players did not underestimate him in the slightest. In this game, the more personalized the equipment, the more expensive it is. This kind of person is obviously a rich guy.

As soon as he landed, people rushed out of the house and opened fire on him. Machine gun bullets rained down on him, but he just casually swung his knife, and all the bullets were deflected with a metallic clang.

Not only that, with each strike, a sword aura flew out, instantly slicing dozens of charging players into pieces. "Don't you little minions jump out and spoil my fun! I've already chosen my prey; good dogs don't block the way!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the players who were originally preparing to rush out and attack retreated. They were not intimidated by the sword energy that shattered corpses, but were afraid that they would really disappoint the rich player and get a bad review from him.

If they receive a bad review, not only will their earnings for that game be forfeited, but they may also be blacklisted by the game company and lose their job. That's how cruel reality is. They not only have to be abused in the game, but they also have to beg the rich players to abuse them and let the rich players enjoy the abuse.

Lan Cheng watched helplessly as his opponent made it to within a kilometer of the factory without any obstruction. He then heard the voice of the game company's administrator: "Fire at him! Fight back with all your might! Remember, you are not allowed to commit suicide or quit, or you can forget about working here in the future."

At this point, Lan Cheng naturally had no choice. The housing manager's words made him realize that no matter how hard he tried to resist, he couldn't win, but he couldn't give in either. This was just too frustrating.

"Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to swallow, and poverty makes people lose their ambition!" Lan Cheng climbed onto the tank turret, aimed the gun at the opponent through the scope, loaded it, and fired!
At a distance of 1,000 meters, the tank gun's accuracy was quite high, and the shells flew straight toward the enemy.

But in the next instant, a flash of sword light, and the cannonball was split in two. [My dad is the district chief] charged forward with his sword, and the speed directly soared to over 100 kilometers per hour. Lan Cheng fired another shot, jumped out of the car, and pulled the mechanism at the same time, activating more than a dozen heartless cannons.

A dozen or so cloth-bag shells rained down, and at this distance, the hit rate was already quite high.

However, the opponent showed no panic whatsoever. He first sliced ​​the cannonball in half with his sword, then jumped into the air. Before the packages hit the ground, his sword flashed, and he unleashed more than a dozen slashes, severing the fuses of the cannonballs with perfect accuracy. As a result, the packages fell to the ground without exploding.

In the wealthy viewer's live stream, a viewer immediately exclaimed, "It's S.A.S.A.S.! Real-life cybernetic bodies are actually used in games!"

Sinwistan is a real-world military prosthetic for the spine that can directly affect the nervous system, significantly increase nerve reflexes, and enhance muscle strength. It not only gives people bullet-time-like reaction speed, but also allows the body to keep up with this super-high speed, enabling them to perform complex operations that ordinary people cannot imagine in an instant.

Spending money in games only makes you a small-time tycoon; having a military-grade cybernetic body in real life makes you a true big shot.

Lan Cheng and the other side were not even the same species. In the other side's eyes, all his movements were no different from slow motion.

Lan Cheng stumbled and crawled into the factory, while his opponents rushed in as if it were empty. Dozens of traps were triggered simultaneously, dozens of steel pipes hanging in mid-air fell at high speed, a barrage of arrows was unleashed, machine guns with triggers locked automatically fired, bombs planted in the factory were detonated, gasoline barrels burned and exploded, turning the factory into a giant furnace.

Even so, his opponent remained unscathed. His incredible speed allowed him to dodge all the shrapnel from the explosions and the hail of bullets. Even flames were parted by his sword energy, unable to harm him in the slightest. He parted the sea of ​​fire like Moses parting the ocean, cutting a path straight towards Blue City's main body.

Seeing that defeat was imminent, Blue City immediately detonated the final trap. One after another, the load-bearing beams were blown up by the bombs at the same time, and the thousands of tons of concrete roof lost its support, slamming down like the palm of Buddha.

The attack was relentless, leaving no room for evasion. This shameless move was reminiscent of Kiritsugu Emiya's style in the Holy Grail War, where he didn't attack the magic field but instead destroyed the entire building.

However, the falling concrete roof did not alarm his opponent; instead, it made his smile even more sinister.

"Struggle! The more you struggle, the more excited I get!"

"Release! My demonic blade!" Green flames covered the blade, and an unprecedentedly huge blade aura slashed towards the sky, splitting a massive floorboard in two with a single strike. The two halves fell to the sides, while he remained unharmed in the middle of the crack, grinning as he looked at Lan Cheng, whose leg was trapped under the rubble.

"Next up is my favorite part! Hahaha, are you strong? Are you a retired soldier king or a SWAT captain? It doesn't matter, no matter who you are, you only deserve to be crushed here."

As Lan Cheng's leg was crushed, the stunt suit also used electric shocks, sending him excruciating pain. Only then did he truly realize how sensitive the people in this world were. If it were his original body, he wouldn't have even blinked at this level of injury, but now he almost screamed in agony, his whole body limp and unable to move.

What followed was not liberation, but a slash... and another...

Blurred consciousness from the electric shocks from the haptic suit, Lan Cheng vaguely remembered his opponent becoming increasingly excited as he attacked, healing him while hacking away, until finally his entire body convulsed. He couldn't understand why anyone would take pleasure in tormenting others. When he regained consciousness, he had already logged out of the game and saw the reward deposited into his account: 1,500 yuan. Compared to the basic reward of 100 yuan, it was much more than that, but he couldn't feel happy at all. His physical sensitivity made him want to cry his heart out after being treated so cruelly. He curled up into a ball and fell into a deep sleep.

In a hazy dream, Lan Cheng felt himself being patted awake. On a vast, empty plain, someone gently held his head and wiped away his tears: "If you want to cry, just cry it out! It'll make you feel better!"

In the dim light, Lan Cheng also heard other voices: "Don't be afraid if you encounter difficulties. No matter what happens, you can ask the organization for help. We are all the same person, so what's there to be embarrassed about!"

Not everyone has such a bad start. We will definitely help if we can!
If you have any grievances, you can tell everyone. In this world, we are all vulnerable and emotional. Don't be afraid to confide in others. We are all ourselves, and no one will laugh at you!

[To be continued]

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