In a frigid apocalypse, I went on a shopping spree with the reborn.

Won.

No one cheered.

The entire region was eerily silent; everyone knew this was just the beginning.

According to the competition rules, 90% of the participants will be eliminated after the first round, and the number of people who survive will not exceed one thousand.

With the help of Dr. Plant Essence, Li Yan has recovered her health and is now sharing her experience with everyone.

Jiang Qingyue examined each of the quantum computers that Li Yan had brought out. Those who could be brought here were all geniuses ranked in the top 100 of their respective regions.

Many of them are leaders of their own factions, and even without a spatial backpack, they possess considerable combat power and have consumed a great deal of special items.

Without discounts, the combat power would skyrocket after merging with the quantum computer, but the Dog God wouldn't allow such a bug to exist. These quantum computers, with combat power starting at 100,000, would be severely weakened once merged with the next person.

Time was of the essence, and Jiang Qingyue looked at the 95th person: "Lin Jiahao."

"Hey, Jiang Shen, just tell me what's on your mind. Don't let my dyed blond hair fool you, I'm actually very disciplined."

Jiang Qingyue looked at the quantum computer and the remaining crystal cores in her hand.

Li Yan brought out a total of thirteen quantum computers. None of the thirteen quantum computers had a space backpack; they could only inherit the values ​​stored in the quantum computers.

Most of the crystal cores that everyone had collected were used by Li Yan, leaving only a few.

"I'll give you two choices," Jiang Qingyue said. "I'll give you all thirteen quantum computers and the remaining crystal cores, boosting your combat power to two hundred thousand. Or you can die, and your quantum computers and what we already have will be given to the next person. The choice is yours."

Lin Jiahao chuckled: "Jiang Shen, by saying that, you clearly don't think highly of me, and you believe I'll throw my life and my supercomputer into the ring, handing them over to my opponent for nothing?"

Jiang Qingyue didn't say anything; that's what she thought.

She herself has climbed her way up step by step. She has fought those weaker than herself and killed those of equal rank. She knows all too well that stats are just stats. Stats are like a ball of energy; some people can utilize 100%, while others can only utilize 10%.

She didn't give the old man a choice before because she knew that with his physical condition, even if he had his stats increased to 200,000, he would just be handing them all over to the enemy.

Tao Xinran had enough courage, but courage doesn't equate to real combat strength. The reason Jiang Qingyue didn't choose her was because when she looked at the rankings before, Tao Xinran wasn't even on the list.

Tao Xinran climbed over the guards in a very short time, which means he must have had some kind of extraordinary encounter or inherited someone else's quantum computer.

Tao Xinran's situation is very similar to that of the old man.

This kind of inherited combat strength, built up with the help of others, is only good enough to be effective at 30% on the battlefield.

This is all that the Eighth District has left. As the decision-maker, Jiang Qingyue cannot simply pile all his resources on the opponent just because they are courageous or old, and then watch them enter the ring and give away all their resources to their opponent.

She had previously chosen Li Yan, and she was very glad that she had made the right choice.

She didn't think highly of Lin Jiahao; he seemed too normal, like an ordinary person before the apocalypse.

"I'd rather die," Lin Jiahao said. "But I just want to know, Captain Jiang, what makes you think I'm not good enough?"

"You don't have any murderous aura. When Li Yan came down covered in blood, you were afraid." Jiang Qingyue hit the nail on the head.

Lin Jiahao remained silent.

The others remained silent as well.

Li Yan had already won; she walked off the stage and back to her seat on her own. Even so, Lin Jiahao was still afraid. If she were to step onto the stage and face a group of people scattered around, wouldn't she be so scared that her legs would go weak?

There are so many people on the stage, all of whom are as strong as him or even stronger. Someone who has lost the ability to think and whose legs and arms are weak can only exert about 20% of his full strength. No wonder Jiang Qingyue doesn't think highly of him.

Jiang Qingyue added, "Your abilities are not a problem. If you can overcome your fear and have the confidence to fight like Li Yan, I will pour all my resources into you. If you really lack confidence, then don't waste them."

Jiang Qingyue's words were quite cruel.

It's simply because resources are limited. Even if the quantum computer is fused and reduced to just over a thousand points, it's still a very scarce resource for them right now.

As for crystal cores, after using this batch, only Tier 3 crystal cores will remain. Tier 3 crystal cores are scarce, and they become increasingly difficult to obtain as you progress.

Currently, the combat power of those who are competing is almost all below 200,000. It is estimated that in the future, when they reach the top 40, their combat power will exceed 200,000.

Meanwhile, in the Eighth District, including Jiang Qingyue, everyone had a combat power of 200,000.

If they want to have any chance of survival, Jiang Qingyue and the others need to find a way to increase their combat power to 300,000. Then, if they give these low-level quantum computers to people with 300,000 combat power to fuse with, it won't just be a matter of breaking bones.

It's possible that a quantum computer with a combat power of over 100,000 might only see a slight increase after fusion.

As you progress further, you can only rely on crystal nuclei of the third order or higher, so third-order crystal nuclei cannot be moved.

Now they only have one option: to take lives.

Then let those who are confident and capable use the fighting power gained through human sacrifice to seize back more quantum computers.

There is no other way.

"Make a decision quickly," Jiang Qingyue urged.

Lin Jiahao glanced at Li Yan, who was covered in blood. His face, which had just recovered, turned pale again. He was afraid of blood.

Although I'm reluctant to admit it, there's no choice between dignity and the extermination of one's race.

He gave a helpless wry smile: "Jiang Shen, you really have a good eye for people. Fine, I admit I'm not confident, so I won't waste my resources."

"I'll ask one last question: if sacrificing you would increase the chances of the next person winning, would you...?"

"Yes." Jiang Qingyue replied without hesitation, her tone as matter-of-fact as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "You can die, and so can I."

"What I need to guarantee is that someone in District Eight will survive and win, even if that person isn't me."

"OK, then I have no problem with that," Lin Jiahao said. "Come on, dying at the hands of our own people is better than giving myself away for free. But you'd better keep my corpse safe. In case you really become a god one day, Jiang Shen, you might be able to resurrect me, right?"

Jiang Qingyue: "As long as there are still people alive in the Eighth District, that day will definitely come."

"You promise."

"I promise."

In the sixth match, the 95th place player started, and no one from the eighth section participated.

In the seventh match, the 94th place player started, and no one from the eighth section still took to the field.

In the eighth match, the 93rd ranked player started, and Yang Meng, ranked 93rd, took the stage in the eighth section.

She used up all the resources of the Eighth District to increase her combat power to 200,000.

Fearing it wouldn't be enough, Liu Yuyao lent her an axe, a special item.

With the blessing of this special item, Yang Meng's true combat strength is much stronger than Li Yan's.

However, as time went on, the people from each region became stronger, making Yang Meng's battle even more difficult than Li Yan's.

She managed to snatch seven quantum computers and used the plant doctor essence that Jiang Qingyue had given her in advance to recover once on the battlefield. By the time she left the battlefield, she was no longer human. Jiang Qingyue's hand was trembling as he fed her the essence.

In the ninth match, the 92nd place player started, and no one from the eighth section went up to fight.

It's not that the person is incompetent; the person ranked 92nd in the eighth district is a rare overseas powerhouse who made the list. He used to be a mercenary, so there's no question of him being afraid of bloodshed.

The reason he didn't play is cruel: his combat power wasn't high enough.

With a combat power of 160,000, you'd be at the bottom of the pack. Even if you fused with seven quantum computers, the combat power would only increase by a little over 10,000, totaling less than 180,000. Going in would be like giving yourself away.

The other party chose to leave the quantum computer behind, and also gave Jiang Qingyue a suicide note.

Jiang Qingyue put the body and the letter into her spatial storage, then took out a notebook and wrote down the names.

There are already seven names listed above, except for Li Yan and Yang Meng.

No one played in the tenth game or the eighth section.

The eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth matches.

……

Each district takes turns playing, and the eighth district is like the player to the left of a 3 in a game of Dou Dizhu (a card game), always just passing, passing, passing...

In the twenty-first match, Situ Qingshui from District 8 killed twenty-six enemies and retrieved twenty-four quantum computers, one of which had a spatial backpack. Unfortunately, the crystal cores were all used up, but there were quite a few trading coins.

In the thirty-fourth match, Mingyang from District 8 took to the field with zero kills. Relying on his ancestral divine right hand, he stole nineteen quantum computers by stealing kills.

In the 46th match, Yunxi from District 8 took to the field. She was targeted by all the districts and barely survived. She killed zero enemies and retrieved Zero from the quantum computer.

In the 58th match, Zhang Fan, ranked 43rd, insisted on going on the field without any resources. His combat power was 183000. He sacrificed himself thirteen seconds after entering the field, with zero kills and zero recovery of the quantum computer.

After that, no one from the eighth section played.

Everyone chose to leave their personal computers to the next person.

Each one was made by Jiang Qingyue herself, and the number of names on her notebook kept increasing.

Not only did the Eighth District not participate, but fewer and fewer people from the other experimental districts also participated, especially those who hadn't won a single game. Everyone had become smarter; rather than going up there to get killed, they preferred to leave the quantum computers for their own people.

The thousands of people around the arena were completely silent.

From initial anger, despair, or excitement, to the final expressionless faces of everyone.

Each time the barrier of the arena disappeared, an extremely strong smell of blood wafted out, chilling those about to enter the arena.

One of the people in the experimental area seemed to have used a special item in an attempt to escape, but was caught by the Eternal Winter God and forcibly thrown onto the arena.

The seats in the various experimental areas are becoming increasingly empty.

Until the eighty-first match, the top twenty strongest players will take the stage.

"Zhang Yuan," Jiang Qingyue called out, looking at the leaderboard.

Zhang Yuan walked past the empty seats in the back row to get to Jiang Qingyue's side.

Jiang Qingyue took out the level 3 and level 4 crystal cores: "If I use all of these, I can boost your combat power to 260,000."

She pulled the slippers off Yan Bao's feet: "Put them on."

Zhang Yuan didn't stand on ceremony. He used the crystal core while putting on the wool slippers. As expected of a special item, the slippers, which were only size three, grew larger as soon as he put them on, fitting his feet perfectly.

Jiang Qingyue then took out three more Plant Doctor Essence pills: "Put one in your mouth, and place the other two where you can easily reach them, according to your own fighting habits."

Liu Yuyao took out a helmet, which was also a special item.

As for weapons, Zhang Yuan already had a hammer, so no one else gave him any.

Shen Yi hesitated for a moment, then took out a soft armor, which was also a special item, and personally helped Zhang Yuan put it on.

Zhang Yuan was under immense pressure: "If you give them all to me, what will you do? Aren't you afraid I'll die there and not be able to bring anything back?"

As Zhang Yuan's team leader, Liu Yuyao scolded, "Stop talking nonsense and show your usual shrewdness and composure."

"The combat power of those currently on the field is no weaker than yours, and everyone has brought out their best. If you survive, and leave your personal terminal and the spoils you brought with you to the next person, then you'll have a sliver of a chance."

"If you die inside, there's no need to fight anymore; we'll just wait to die."

Jiang Qingyue didn't say anything; this was their plan.

Every player currently on the field has a combat power value of over 200,000. Looking at the eighth district, the strongest player, Jiang Qingyue, is still stuck at 200,000.

They had calculated that if they gave all the crystal cores of level three and above to Jiang Qingyue, they could raise her score from sixty to seventy.

In contrast, in the other districts, there were more than one person who scored 100.

The only way now is to snatch it from the ring.

But not just anyone can snatch it; Zhang Yuan has that chance.

As for who to fight over, Jiang Qingyue and the others had already discussed it.

"Please welcome the twentieth-ranked person from each district to the stage."

"Bang!"

As soon as he entered the arena, Zhang Yuan grabbed a large hammer and started smashing the snotty-nosed guy.

"Bang bang bang~"

Various attacks bombarded Zhang Yuan from behind and above.

Zhang Yuan seemed oblivious, continuing to hammer away, not at anyone else, but only at the slugs.

However, this thing is really hard to beat. It's like a miniature version of a game; you smash it flat, and it comes back to life in no time.

The slug launched into a tirade of curses at Zhang Yuan, spewing out alien language: "ﾔﾒﾛ！ ノ゜Д゜ノｼﾈ！ ﾌﾟﾝｽｺ！ 屮｀∀´屮ｳｪｲ！"

Zhang Yuan didn't even bother to roll his eyes: "You can curse all you want, I'll just do my thing. Anyway, I don't understand anything."

Even if we can't kill him, we won't panic.

They've had their eyes on this thing for a long time, but they've never had the chance to kill it.

Hammer after hammer, the helmet Liu Yuyao had given him was almost shattered, but Zhang Yuan didn't care. He had only one goal—it didn't matter if I died or not, you had to die.

Under Zhang Yuan's hammer, the slug initially bounced back immediately after being flattened, but the time it took to bounce back gradually increased.

After countless hammer blows, it was completely flattened and stuck to the ground.

Zhang Yuan seized the opportunity to grab the quantum computer, and fearing it would be stolen later, he swallowed it whole.

The helmet and soft armor were completely destroyed the moment they were swallowed.

Countless attacks left him with torn and bleeding skin.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yuan crushed the plant doctor essence in his mouth, and after recovering, he immediately charged towards the lump of iron in the fifth district.

The only weakness of this thing is that you can remove the "battery" from the bottom of its feet.

However, these guys have learned their lesson. Ever since Li Yan took one of them down, they either wear shoes with special items when they go into battle, or if they really can't win, they curl up and cover the soles of their feet with their incredibly hard iron hands.

As long as the "battery" isn't removed, no matter how much you hit them, they'll be completely unharmed.

Upon seeing Zhang Yuan rushing over, the lump of iron hesitated for a second before immediately trying to curl up.

"It's too late."

Zhang Yuan charged like a bull, and just as the guy fell and his feet hadn't even touched the ground, he seized the opportunity to pry off the gemstone from the sole of his foot.

Then, with lightning speed, he lay down and stripped the personal computer.

In just a second or two of delay, his body, which had just recovered, was beaten so badly that his skin was torn and bleeding again.

"Worth it, hehe."

It was worth it for him to have swallowed that Herbal Doctor Essence before he was about to give up; thinking about it now makes me regret wasting so much of it.

Zhang Yuan picked up the iron lump and threw it behind him, then spent the rest of the time paddling.

Thanks to the plush slippers, and the medicinal effects of the herbal extract from the plant doctor, it has recovered to its peak condition.

He didn't make a move at all, focusing instead on dodging.

If you see someone about to be killed, hover around their edge, and once they are killed, rush in and take their personal computer first.

They grabbed it and ran.

To avoid being targeted and ending up like Li Yan, who had the essence but couldn't consume it, he kept the last Plant Doctor essence in his mouth.

One by one they fell, and those who survived each received a considerable number of quantum computers.

When only eleven people remained on the field, they were scattered.

Zhang Yuan gripped the sledgehammer tightly, ready to fight off multiple opponents.

The next second, everyone moved.

The goals are aligned.

It wasn't Zhang Yuan, it was that cloud.

Zhang Yuan froze for 0.1 seconds, and the next moment, he charged towards the cloud with a roar, carrying a giant hammer.

"Do it."

Sure enough, District 93 is too strong, too few people died, and everyone is feeling unbalanced.

Why is it that after dozens of battles, with everyone suffering casualties, you're the only ones who didn't die?

(I saw some friends asking about the update time, so I'll reply here: from now on, updates will be at 9 PM every night. I'll let you know a day in advance if I need to take a day off. That's settled then. Goodnight, ladies and gentlemen.)