Everyone's playing hide-and-seek: This crazy beauty has maxed-out third eyes.

The bald man under the soil heard the sound, but he pretended to be dead and remained motionless.

"Playing deaf?"

Lin Sui'an flicked his wrist, and the monstrous blade slashed towards the pit.

"what!"

The blade was pulled out, bringing with it a string of viscous blood droplets, and then there was no more movement in the pit.

Lin Sui'an stood at the edge of the pit, casually flicking his wrist, splattering the blood from the blade onto a thick tree trunk beside him.

He turned to the remaining seven people: "Now, who still thinks this pit belongs to them?"

All seven men took a large step back in unison, and the white leader's face was trembling with menacing fat.

He glanced at the bald man lying lifeless in the ground, then at the huge scythe in Lin Suian's hand.

He gritted his teeth, his neck stiffening: "This is murder!"

"We're all players, the game has only just begun, you should help us!"

"You not only hogging the spots, but you also killed us!"

He shouted louder and louder: "Your behavior will be condemned by all of humanity!"

Lin Sui'an tilted his head and looked at him like he was an idiot.

"You stole my things."

"The person who hit me."

"Now you're telling me about helping each other?"

She grinned, but there was no warmth in her eyes.

Do I look like someone who's easily fooled?

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Sui'an slammed his toes on the ground and shot out like an arrow.

The white leader only felt a blur before his eyes, and the black shadow was already in front of him.

"You..." He opened his mouth, but the sound got stuck in his throat.

The treacherous scythe swept across the battlefield with a whooshing sound.

"Sizzle!"

A column of blood shot into the sky.

The white leader's head tumbled twice in mid-air before crashing into a nearby bush.

The headless torso swayed twice before collapsing onto a pile of fallen leaves with a thud. The cut was clean, and hot blood splattered all over those around it.

The remaining six people completely broke down.

There were no screams, no questions.

When a person is in extreme fear, they cannot make a sound.

They turned around and stumbled and crawled wildly into the depths of the forest.

Lin Sui'an sheathed her knife, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground. She turned around and walked towards Lina.

"Are you alright?"

Lina quickly shook her head: "It's nothing, just a superficial injury."

Sergei poked his head out of the pit, threw the bald man out, and wiped the blood off his face.

Lydia flicked her wrist and walked over.

Lin Sui'an pointed to the other three pits on the ground.

"Get down here right now."

"I just tried it, and as expected, the Ice Tree uses heat to locate people."

Sergei nodded and immediately turned to fix his disguise.

Lydia jumped back into the pit and started pulling branches up.

Lina kept looking at Lin Sui'an as she repaired the pit.

"Sui'an, aren't you coming down?"

Lin Sui'an twirled the cleaver in his hand, shrinking it into a dagger, and then stuffed it back into the hidden pocket on the side of his combat suit.

"No."

"Why?" Lina exclaimed anxiously, "You've wasted so much time! The tree might be here any minute now!"

Lin Sui'an pointed in the direction the six people had fled.

"They dirtied my territory, and they think they can just run away?"

"I'm the most stingy person; I never hold a grudge overnight if I've been wronged."

Lina clung to the edge of the pit: "But there are monsters outside!"

"They don't have any pits; even if we don't settle scores with them, they'd struggle to survive," Lina advised. "Don't get your hands dirty."

Lin Sui'an ignored her and waved to Lina, "Bury yourself up and don't cause me any trouble."

After saying that, he turned and left, chasing after the messy footprints.

The footprints on the ground were messy, fallen leaves were trampled and scattered everywhere, and there were broken branches everywhere.

A loud noise came from directly in front of us—the rustling sound of huge roots rubbing against the ground.

Lin Sui'an stopped and shifted his body to the left, leaning against the trunk of a large palm tree.

She lowered her head, grabbed a handful of wet soil with both hands, and smeared it on her face and neck.

The combat suit has a heat insulation layer, so only the exposed skin will emit significant high temperatures.

She held her breath and poked half her head out. Twenty meters away, an ice tree was twisting wildly.

Its roots intertwine and crawl on the ground, while two branches covered with barbs dance wildly in the air.

Right in the center of the branch, a person was entangled—a blond-haired youth who had just escaped.

Splinters pierced his thigh and shoulder, and blood flowed down the bark.

"Help!"

"ah--!"

The ice tree did not react to the screams of the blond youth; it only felt the vibrant heat.

The branches tightened.

"Click."

The sound of bones breaking rang out, and the blond youth stopped yelling.

After struggling for a while, the ice tree shook off the gradually cooling corpse, its roots turned, and it crawled in another direction.

Lin Sui'an leaned against a tree, looking at the pile of mangled flesh on the ground.

"Bad luck."

She bypassed the bloody area and continued forward.

Soon, Lin Sui'an stopped beside a pile of rocks. Behind the boulder, three people were hiding, all huddled together, trembling.

Lin Sui'an walked over, his footsteps landing on the stone.

"tread."

All three people looked up at the same time.

I saw that mud-covered face, and the sickle slowly enlarging.

"Don't come any closer!"

A Black man suddenly stood up, clutching a thick tree branch in his hand.

"You're a madman!"

Lin Sui'an remained silent, his wrist flicked, and the sickle drew a perfect crescent arc in the air.

"Sizzle."

Blood spurted from the Black man's neck, and his body collapsed limply.

The remaining man and woman screamed wildly.

The two knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"This is my item! I drew it last round! Here you go! Don't kill me!"

Lin Sui'an raised his foot and stepped directly on her shoulder. With a swift movement, he brought down the knife, and the woman's head rolled onto the rubble.

The last man tried to run away, but as soon as he turned around, the sickle tip pierced through his back and out his chest.

Lin Sui'an kicked him in the lower back, pulled out the sickle, and sprayed blood onto the stone.

In less than thirty seconds, the three bodies lay flat.

"There are two more."

She shook the blood off the blade and continued walking east.

The real world.

The live stream chat in China exploded with comments as a large number of foreign netizens flooded in.

They spammed the chat like crazy, even using a translator.

"A murderer! He's a murderer!"

"Your players from China are simply demons!"

"She's more terrifying than any monster in a game; this is slaughter!"

"We will not rest until this she-devil is punished!"

The Chinese netizens launched a counterattack instantly, overwhelming the Chinese netizens in terms of numbers.

A native of Zu'an: Your father is dead! Get out of here! Are you blind?

Go China! You stole someone's hard-earned pit and then beat them up. Why don't you just call yourselves robbers? If An Shen hadn't returned early, Lina and the other two might have been beaten to death by you!

An Shen, my idol: You only feel the pain when you cut your own neck, but I saw you guys were pretty ruthless when you were fighting for seats!

An Shen's fangirl: Good job, An Shen! You have to kill this kind of trash!

Then, netizens from the Southern Serbian nation joined the fray.

"Sui'an saved Lina! She's our savior!"

"If she hadn't intervened, that man would have kicked Lina in the stomach!"

"Lina and the others survived not because you are kind-hearted, but because Lin Sui'an returned early and you had no weapons!"

"Yes! If you had knives or daggers, those three might have been beaten to death by you!"

The Russian Bear Kingdom and the White Kingdom followed closely behind.

"Those who mess with us and get beaten to death have only themselves to blame for being weak!"

"He deserves to have his head chopped off! Hurrah!"