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

Before going on stage, Wang Defa thought to himself: How to save my life?

Do you even need to tell me? Wang Defa may not have any other skills, but when it comes to saving his life, he dares to say he's second to none.

After he entered the arena, a large crab suddenly rushed up, its two large pincers clamping down on him tightly. Even after he smashed his skull, the crab wouldn't let go, instead spitting out a mouthful of highly corrosive black smoke.

His signature fat was sizzling as it was corroded.

"Damn it, are you crazy? Ouch, that really hurts!"

Wang Defa screamed in pain, his hands moving faster and faster until he had smashed the damned crab into a pulp before he could even pop a Herbal Doctor Essence into his mouth.

"Thank you, Jiang Shen."

Watching his flesh and blood grow back at an incredible speed, Wang Defa was extremely excited.

However, his excitement lasted less than two seconds before the second person who was about to die arrived.

"Damn it, did I hit the wrong person?" Wang Defa was defending himself while looking around. He was puzzled. Humans weren't the strongest, so why were they all so desperate to take him down with them?

Is Jiang Shen really that annoying? He's just a nobody, and he's been dragged into this mess?

A blue fish cunningly leaped over the obstacles and rushed in front of him. Without saying a word, it gathered its energy and exploded with a "bang".

The explosion created a gap in the iron triangle formed by Wang Defa, a big peach, and a robot.

Other races seized this opening and launched a desperate attack, separating the three.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

With no one to lean on from behind, Wang Defa quickly used his special item to transform into a metal man.

But he knew this couldn't last long.

His special item is primarily defensive; once activated, its defensive capabilities are incredibly strong. However, it has a drawback: it lacks flexibility. While it's useful for occasionally blocking fatal attacks, it's not very practical in chaotic multiplayer battles like this.

Sure enough, he didn't last long before his opponents discovered his lack of agility. Several of them joined forces to bind his lower limbs with chains, knocked him down, and then swarmed him.

"You've got the wrong person!" Wang Defa's voice was drowned out by the crowd: "I'm not the strongest, hit that cloud, why are you hitting me?"

"What the hell? Can't you guys understand human language?"

"If you ride on my face again, I'm going to lose it!"

After saying that, Wang Defa took out a ball the size of an egg from his spatial storage and crushed it.

Centered on him, with a loud "boom," those who were attacking him were reduced to fragments.

Thanks to the powerful defense of the metal armor, he was completely unharmed.

"Phew~"

Jiang Qingyue and the others in the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

"This guy has a lot of treasures."

Chen Sanyang, in particular, patted his chest with lingering fear: "This fat guy's only special item is mainly defensive, and that explosive one seems to be disposable, otherwise his ranking would definitely be higher than mine."

Strong individuals like Wang Defa, who primarily focus on defense, are actually at a disadvantage in the combat power rankings.

The ranking of the system's combat power is based on the highest single burst of power.

In reality, when a fight breaks out, the key factors affecting the outcome are not just explosive power.

Some people have high explosive power, but they can only unleash it for one moment. One move drains their energy, and if they can't kill the enemy with that one move, they can only wait to die.

It's really hard to say who will win against a player like Wang Defa, who has extremely strong defense, with such a high burst damage but low endurance.

Because if Wang Defa can withstand just one move, he's basically guaranteed to win the rest.

"Boss," Chen Sanyang sidled up to Liu Yuyao, "This guy probably did it on purpose, right? Pretending to be outmatched, deliberately attracting a large group of people to gang up on him, gathering everyone together, and then detonating it when everyone was off guard."

"I just counted, that one move took out twelve people, and several others were seriously injured."

Liu Yuyao ignored him; it was obvious.

However, she still admired Wang Defa. It's not easy to choose the right time to use such a weapon with one-time high lethality.

The top-ranked fighters all have a lot of practical experience. Once they sense something is wrong, they will quickly retreat and defend. Even if Wang Defa detonates it, the destructive power will be limited.

But this guy was very good at pretending. He only used his skill when his armor was about to break and his life was hanging by a thread, when everyone's vigilance was at its lowest.

Someone with slightly weaker mental fortitude probably wouldn't have been able to endure this long.

Seeing that his boss was ignoring him, Chen Sanyang mustered his courage and approached Jiang Qingyue again: "Master Jiang, can you take down twelve people in one move?"

Jiang Qingyue's gaze remained fixed on the arena: "I can kill you twelve times in a second."

Zhao Mingyue also said, "I can too."

"..." Long Jiuxing had already opened his mouth, but when he heard Zhao Mingyue say what he wanted to say, he closed his mouth again.

After thinking about it, I realized something was wrong. Why couldn't she say what Zhao Mingyue said?

She added, "I can too."

Chen Sanyang turned around and left, returning to his boss's side and sitting obediently.

He swore that if he ever spoke another word to Jiang Qingyue again, he, Chen Sanyang, would be a dog.

On the ring, Wang Defa was like a turtle that had been flipped over; he struggled for a long time but couldn't get up from the ground.

Seeing that several people had gathered around him again, he had no choice but to ask for help.

A quick glance revealed that the plump peach had been shriveled up, with peach flesh scattered all over the ground.

That robot was in an even worse situation than him; it had a limp and was hopping around on one side while fighting.

The only one who could spare a hand was that guy in the first district.

"Hey, you blondie, no, I mean, you golden-haired guy, can you give me a hand?"

The beauty from the first district glanced at Wang Defa with her icy blue eyes. This guy was already ugly, but he looked even uglier after being wrapped in this metal suit. She didn't want to save such an ugly person.

Taking a quick glance towards the eighth district, Jiang Qingyue noticed his gaze and chuckled as she reached out to pat the little black ball on her shoulder.

The beauty on the stage twitched her lips. This damned leader of the Eighth District actually threatened him with a cub. He was utterly shameless.

And that damn black ball, it's ugly to begin with, and to make matters worse, it's stupid too.

Being held in someone's palm, it actually rubbed against the other person's palm with a look of enjoyment.

Did you mistake this stupid ball for a pet?

"Beauty, please save my life!" Wang Defa pleaded desperately, reaching out his hand towards them.

Remembering the leader's instructions before she went on stage, the beauty finally had no choice but to reach out and pull Wang Defa up from the ground.

"Thank you, thank you." As soon as Wang Defa got up, he quickly moved closer to the other person, and the two stood back to back.

With strong teammates and no need to worry about his back, Wang Defa removed his cumbersome armor and instantly transformed back into the agile fat man.

The ultimate skill can be unleashed without costing anything.

The number of people on the stage was decreasing, but Jiang Qingyue and her group did not relax.

Not only them, but in all the experimental zones where powerful figures were stationed, the expressions became increasingly solemn.

Jiang Qingyue: "They were carrying out suicide attacks, trading their lives for lives."

If only one experimental zone were doing this, they wouldn't be so zealous. Now, all the experimental zones have reached a tacit understanding.

After careful comparison, Jiang Qingyue discovered that those experimental zones that were slightly weaker than her in terms of perception and whose combat power was likely less than 600,000 might have received orders from the leader to launch this kind of suicide attack.

而攻击的对象都是首领战力值破了六十万的，比如第93区、第1区、第8区、第5实验区、第33区、第34区……

These groups are separated by various means, leaving them no chance to band together.

Jiang Qingyue, Nangong Zhao, and Liu Yuyao exchanged puzzled glances.

"When I was making contacts in various districts before, did you notice any people moving around in other areas, trying to win over and form alliances?"

"No," Liu Yuyao said. "I looked very carefully. Apart from you jumping around, all the other areas were very quiet."

Jiang Qingyue asked in confusion, "That's strange, how did they develop this tacit understanding?"

It's understandable to reduce the combat power of powerful experimental zones, since killing one more enemy means one less advantage in the second round, and one more hope for one's own zone.

But there's a prerequisite for doing this: your own people must be able to keep their lives.

For example, in the previous rounds, they found that everyone was targeting the strong areas, but it was just targeting, unlike this round, where everyone who came out of each area was like a suicide squad, directly self-destructing, even if it didn't kill you.

It has a kind of attitude of "I'd rather lose 10,000 of my own money than lose 800 of yours."

This left Jiang Qingyue completely confused.

Our own people were all killed, especially since the current contestants are all top twelve powerhouses. If one of these powerhouses dies, we'll have no one left to use in the second round.

It's especially not worthwhile to fight against humans, as humans have a lot of plant-based medics, which is no secret.

In other words, even if he self-destructs, he can't exchange his life for another; it will only cause Wang Defa to consume one more Plant Doctor Essence.

However, the other side lost a powerful player ranked twelfth, so this deal is clearly not worthwhile.

"I suspect they formed an alliance through some secret means," Nangong Zhao guessed. "Including our human race, seventeen experimental zones were targeted separately."

"In other words, apart from these seventeen experimental zones, all the rest have formed alliances."

"Wait, what are you talking about? Someone explain this to me!" Chen Sanyang was increasingly confused. "This doesn't make sense, does it? If you exclude the seventeen strongest experimental zones, what good will it do for the remaining bunch of weaklings to huddle together for warmth?"

"In the first round, at least they went one by one, but in the second round, it became a battle between experimental zones."

"After this first round, some experimental zones had only a few people left. The combined population of several experimental zones was less than that of Zone 93."

"They're not strong enough, and they're few in number, what's the point of banding together?"

"Don't be careless." Liu Yuyao sighed. Xiao Sanzi is good in every way, except that he's not very bright.

"You have your opportunities, and so do others. Just like we have no idea when these people reached an agreement, maybe someone has some special item in their possession."

"For example, the more people involved, the greater the power will be, or some other means. In short, since they did this, it proves that doing so has the potential to win."

"No way?" Chen Sanyang couldn't believe it.

Our own Jiang Shen, District 93, District 1, District 5... there are so many top experts, a total of seventeen, each with a combat power of over 600,000, plus a lot of people under their command.

He couldn't think of any special item that could defeat the combined forces of so many powerful experimental zones. Even if it could, wasn't it a bit too early to use it now? Shouldn't it be used in the second round?

At that time, District 8 might face off against District 1 or District 33 of the alliance, and the current alliance would collapse without a fight.

Now they're openly targeting the seventeen strongest regions like this. Aren't they afraid that before the second round even starts, Jiang Shen and the others will join forces to wipe them out?

Chen Sanyang couldn't understand it.

To be honest, Jiang Qingyue and the others couldn't figure it out either.

So far, this suicide attack in the ring doesn't seem to have been very effective.

After a barrage of attacks, there were still seventeen people left on the stage, each from one of the seventeen strongest experimental zones.

The seventeen people who had been targeted together split into two teams after they were the only ones left.

In Zones 1, 8, 33, and 34, Wang Defa and his three companions huddled together, staring at the thirteen people opposite them, their faces turning green.

"I said..." Wang Defa said, "Can't we discuss this? Bring a few more people over, form a ten-person team, and eliminate the other seven first."

Unfortunately, due to the language barrier, no one could understand what he was saying.

Wang Defa tried to signal to his three teammates that they should take down the cloud first.

Before he could even make a move, his three teammates beside him tacitly rushed towards the strongest cloud.

"Damn!" Wang Defa, a beat slower, rushed forward too: "Is this considered good teamwork or bad teamwork?"

He kept talking, but it didn't stop him from doing anything. He put on the heavy armor again and took the initiative to block attacks for several teammates.

Seeing that the cloud was difficult to hit due to its ever-changing shape, he took a few hits, then seized the opportunity, pounced and pinned the large, fat cloud under his belly, holding it tightly: "Quickly..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a burning sensation on his chest. Instantly, his armor was pierced through from the front, leaving a charred hole running from his chest to his back.

The charred marks spread rapidly along the hole, and in no time, the armor and the body together turned into a pile of ashes.

The speed was so fast that the peach that was not far from him didn't have time to come to the rescue; so fast that he didn't even have a chance to take the essence.

The cloud was pulled out from under his stomach, with a mouthful of pale blue flame still in his mouth.

"Old Wang!" Chen Sanyang shouted.

Jiang Qingyue and the others' expressions changed drastically.

"That's no ordinary method."

Jiang Qingyue looked towards District 93, where the largest cloud was looking at her defiantly, while several smaller clouds were also cursing at her.

It's as if it's saying: I know you're prepared, I know you're hard to kill, but no matter how hard you are to kill, you'll still die if you encounter us.

Jiang Qingyue's back teeth were about to be crushed.

She glanced at sections 33 and 34, then at section 1.

The four leaders exchanged glances and instantly reached a tacit understanding—this cloud must die, it absolutely must die.

Although that ghostly blue flame is not a special ability that every cloud possesses, but rather a special item, it is something that can be inherited.

Once that cloud that spews blue flames descends from the arena, choose to commit suicide, pass the quantum computer to the 11th ranked successor, and then pass it on to the 10th ranked successor in the next match...

They can continue using this method indefinitely.

However, before this cloud descends, we need to collect some interest first.

"Everyone be on guard and take care of yourselves," Jiang Qingyue whispered.

Blood surged, and the energy within his body rushed wildly to his hands.

With a raised hand, the arrow was released silently!

The leader of District 93 sneered; he had anticipated this move.

The leader of the Eighth District is fond of these underhanded tactics of sneak attacks.

*Poof!* A powerful burst of red flame erupted.

Jiang Qingyue's ice arrow clashed with the flames for a moment before melting away.

Big Fat Cloud sneered, and just as he opened his mouth, a huge peach branch was pulled over from District 33.

Big Fat Cloud looked on in horror, but it was too late when he realized what was happening.

This enormous peach branch stretched out like a tentacle, blocking all its escape routes.

Before they could even struggle free, a huge iron hammer fell from the 34th district.

With a loud crash, it slammed down, turning the large, fat cloud from a three-dimensional object into a flat surface, like a thin sheet of paper.

Before they could recover, a golden sword had already arrived from the first district.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The giant cloud was cut into countless pieces.

"Chirp chirp~" Even the strong feel pain and fear.

As countless fragments reassembled into a smaller cloud, Jiang Qingyue's long-awaited arrow arrived once more.

Before he could think any further, Big Fat Cloud unleashed another burst of flames.

However, having already been severely damaged and greatly depleted, when it faced Jiang Qingyue's arrow again, it was no longer a contest of ice and fire, but a crushing defeat.

The flames were pierced by the ice arrows without even a moment's resistance.

The big, fat cloud was pinned to the ground, and then "crack" it into a pile of shattered ice.

What happened?

died?

Who died?

The four of them worked together so fast and so well that it took no more than three seconds.

Everyone was focused on the match in the ring, but as soon as they realized the fight had started, it was over.

The undisputed strongest leader of District 93 died before the match was over.

In an instant, all the powerful figures felt like they were sitting on pins and needles; if Big Fat Cloud could die, so could they.

In less than a second, all the powerful individuals made an astonishing decision: they quickly moved towards the 5th Experimental Zone and sat together.

Jiang Qingyue glanced towards District 5. It wasn't that she didn't want to make a move, but that she couldn't win.

There were only four of them, while there were twelve on the other side, all of whom were of similar strength, plus some whose combat power was close to 600,000. Whether in a head-on battle or a sneak attack, they would have no chance of succeeding.

"Old Wang, you died such a tragic death, there's not even a body left..." Chen Sanyang was still crying. He had been focused on the arena, heartbroken over the fat man's death, and hadn't realized that things had changed below the stage.

"You're crying too soon. I'm not quite dead yet."

Wang Defa's familiar voice came from the arena.