Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

Han Che didn't understand Anderson's words at all.

It's no wonder Han Che was slow to react; he was in excruciating pain all over his body and couldn't analyze the situation at all.

After a while, Anderson saw that Han Che still had no reaction, and sighed deeply.

With a flick of his finger, he untied Han Che.

With the pressure on his hands and feet released, Han Che was finally able to move again.

He was then surprised to find that he could control his body as he wished, clearly indicating that Anderson had lifted the restrictions on him.

Anderson said, "Forget it, this is pointless. Beat me and I'll let you out! You can also save the other map leaders."

Han Che struggled to sit up. The single bed was covered in blood, which was incredibly slippery and made his hands slippery as he supported himself.

Anderson added, "The others aren't doing much better. I assigned them an M1A4 main battle tank, and they're probably getting blown to bits right now!"

"If you don't want them to die like this, then show them what you're made of!"

Han Che bent over, propped himself up on the single bed he had just been lying on, and rubbed his still dizzy head.

What exactly is Anderson trying to do by suddenly making a 180-degree turn?

Suddenly, amidst the lingering dizziness, Han Che looked at the blood-stained "single bed" and realized what this familiar place in the room was.

Because the entire room had turned completely black due to Anderson's actions, Han Che didn't notice it at first.

Now that there are these glaring bloodstains on the "single bed," Han Che suddenly realized that this was not a setup, but rather the Relink implantation operating room.

And this isn't a single bed at all; it's clearly an operating table.

Han Che pressed his throbbing temples, barely managing to get his chaotic mind working again.

Brain-computer interface...?

After carefully recalling what Anderson had just said, Han Che was still a little confused, but he roughly understood.

Anderson had been hinting at his promotion to the fourth grade.

All those words, no matter how they were phrased, pointed in the same direction.

The murderous intent was pure, indicating that they were enemies, that much is true.

However, it's also true that Anderson used this method to force him to use the badge and upgrade the system to level four.

Once my thoughts were cleared up, my headache seemed to have lessened a bit.

But Anderson probably doesn't have good intentions.

This only made Han Che more certain that this Level 4 system was definitely not a good thing!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have used such methods to force himself to advance four levels.

Presumably, once I reach level four, regardless of my actual strength, Anderson will put on a show, pretending to be defeated by me, and then end this farce.

but……

Han Che tried to draw his weapon again, and this time the Ash-12 rifle came into his hand smoothly.

However, if what Anderson said is true, and he did get a main battle tank from Qi Yuzhe, then Qi Yuzhe's situation is probably not good either. If he gets killed repeatedly and uses up his badge, that would also be a problem.

Therefore, there is only one way: defeat him!

With excruciating pain all over my body, I don't know how much fighting power I can still muster, but I have to give it a try.

Han Che took a deep breath and stared at Anderson again.

"I don't know where you get your fighting spirit from?" Anderson said sarcastically, looking at the way Han Che was looking at him.

"You only have a crappy level 3 system, with all its functions stripped down to a bare minimum. You don't have any permissions whatsoever. What makes you think you can fight me?"

Anderson instantly locked his gun on Han Che. The small room contained only an operating table; Han Che had nowhere to hide and had no choice but to engage in a direct gunfight.

The bullet whizzed past Anderson, but Anderson's bullet struck Han Che precisely between the eyebrows.

Han Che fell to the ground with a thud, but revived a moment later and slowly got up.

Anderson stood still, aiming his gun at Han Che. "You can't beat me!"

Han Che lunged forward, and Anderson fired again.

This time, the gun was also locked on Han Che's head. Although he blocked two bullets with his back during his lunge, he still couldn't avoid the fatal blow to the head.

Han Che collapsed to the ground and died again.

Anderson stared at Han Che's corpse, somewhat impatient. They'd been killing him for ages, why hadn't they given up yet?

Taking advantage of the brief moment when Han Che was resurrected, he closed his eyes slightly to check the system and was surprised to find that the raven facing the main battle tank below had not even reached level four.

Anderson was in an even worse mood. How could he have run into such a stubborn guy? Wouldn't it have been better to just level up honestly?

After waiting for a while, Han Che still hadn't gotten up, so Anderson frowned and prepared to go over and check on him.

The moment he lowered his weapon, Han Che suddenly moved.

The warden always gave him a strange sense of crisis, which made Anderson instinctively startled.

Anderson raised his hand again, aimed at Han Che's back, and fired.

Han Che got up but didn't rush to retaliate. Relying on his killing intent, he judged the trajectory of Anderson's attack and then immediately rolled on the ground behind the operating table.

This only cover could shield him from Anderson's shots from above.

Ding ding ding ding!

The bullet struck the operating table, sending sparks flying. Only then did Han Che raise his rifle and aim at Anderson.

Bang bang bang!

Anderson never expected that the leader of the Level 3 system, whom he looked down upon, could achieve such a feat.

Han Che pulled himself out from behind cover and fired, but missed the headshot.

A bullet struck him squarely in the shoulder.

Anderson groaned, clutching the wound on his shoulder. He hadn't expected to be injured by this guy even in this situation.

Anderson gritted his teeth and used his teleportation ability to appear beside Han Che.

Han Che sensed the direction of the killing intent immediately and raised his gun to fire.

But Anderson had already witnessed Han Che's ability to predict his position, so he dodged Han Che's counterattack bullets in advance and shot Han Che dead with one shot.

Anderson finally lost all patience and stepped on Han Che's corpse, waiting for Han Che to revive.

As soon as Han Che was resurrected, Anderson stabbed him in the back and then twisted the knife repeatedly.

"I'll give you a four-level promotion! Will you or won't you?!" Anderson roared.

Han Che was pinned to the ground, only able to groan in pain.

Then Han Che died, and then it happened again.

Although Anderson allowed Han Che to fight back, it was still a one-sided crushing victory. He had even stopped pretending and just wanted Han Che to level up.

And so, Han Che was resurrected again and again, and Anderson tortured and killed him again and again, seemingly without end.

Even Han Che had lost the strength to resist; he could do nothing but endure the excruciating pain and scream in agony.

Consciousness gradually slid into darkness, and reason was gradually swallowed up by pain.

What's wrong with leveling up? That's the power I deserve anyway.

I don't want to suffer like this anymore, let me be free! How? Upgrade! Yes, upgrade!

Ahhh! Stop...!

"System...System, I need to upgrade..." Han Che's throat was already filled with blood, and he couldn't speak. He could only shout in his heart to call for the system.

[Host, please select the badge you wish to use]

"Badge, badge..." Countless chaotic images flashed through Han Che's mind, but they were like fleeting clouds, leaving nothing behind.

"I am..." Han Che murmured to himself, searching for answers in fragments of his past memories.

Who exactly am I after time travel?