Survival for all, my island is the last pure land on earth.

The public chat channel exploded.

555: [Ah, has this game evolved to the point where you need to commit suicide?]

413: [What is a Contract Beast?]

888: [Who exactly is digging up the rules? They've ruined what was supposed to be a fun game.]

999: [Scared? Coward! This is aimed at you 888, take it or leave it.]

888: [Open your beady little eyes and look at the world! Out of 608 participating regions, we're ranked number one, and we've made it into the top 100 players' leaderboard seven times. What are we afraid of? Are we afraid you'll jump up and tickle our feet to make us laugh?]

999: [You're incredibly arrogant. If it weren't for the large number of players in your division, plus that bug that gave you so much money, do you think your results would have been any better?]

888: [Sorry, no, it's just that our section has a lot of people, and our King Manman is really awesome.]

111: [Don't fight, don't fight, let's keep it peaceful. Let's all rely on our own abilities. But 888, you guys were really being aggressive. And 999, you should focus on your own growth.]

999: [Who do you think you are? I didn't insult you, did I? Stop pretending.]

The 999 division is currently ranked 572. Below them are mostly divisions with fewer than 15,000 members. They really have no room to fall further, so they've just given up and are not afraid of making enemies or offending people.

When Bai Xiaosheng saw 111 being scolded, he slapped his thigh and laughed. He could swear that the arrogant statement, which sounded like that of a saint and was also a bit arrogant and thought to be fair, was one hundred percent made by the leader of their regional alliance, the messenger of God.

After all, he often puts on a show of being a nice guy and trying to smooth things over.

They seem to have good intentions, but in reality, they are completely useless and always inadvertently stir up trouble.

"It's a pity that you've killed Qian Manman five times, yet you still have the mood to mediate this fight."

As he spoke, he emerged from a tunnel, about to turn a corner, when he suddenly pulled back.

"Holy shit!"

I've stumbled upon a crime scene.

He saw two people standing to his left, a man and a woman. The man had the number 111 on his head, and the woman had the number 888 on her head.

888 was clearly injured and at the mercy of others, its arms nailed to the cliff face and its legs covered in blood.

111 used a prop, and his whole body was shrouded in black mist, making it impossible to see his figure and face. The only way to tell that he was a man was by his voice.

A squirrel lay on the ground, its fate unknown.

Seriously? When did their 111 section produce such a talented player?

Aren't we all just masters of empty talk?

Countless thoughts converged on one point: this person is not to be trifled with. He's an intellectual, and he can't get along with these violent players. It's much easier to just honestly mine gems.

Bai Xiaosheng tried to slip away quietly, but when he turned around, he bumped into a wall shrouded in black mist.

He didn't even dare to raise his head, and with his hands clasped together, he said with a forced smile, "Brother, I didn't mean to disturb you, I'll be leaving now."

He pointed to the number above his head: "I'm also from Division 111. Don't worry, I'll pretend I didn't see anything and I definitely won't say anything."

The man seemed amused by his subservient demeanor: "Master Bai, it's quite a surprise that you have this kind of face."

"Eh!"

This is about knowing yourself.

Bai Xiaosheng pondered for a moment. Since entering the game, he hadn't met many people, except...

*Click*

The man snapped Bai Xiaosheng's neck without any mercy.

Because of the distance, Jin Xiaoman could only vaguely hear the words, "Brother, Baixiao, let's go."

While the man was still there, she tried to move, only to find that she couldn't muster any strength in her limbs.

She couldn't understand why this person could kill her twice so silently.

But now she knows.

The coordinates she agreed upon with the three people, number 2775 and the other person, were (573, 22, 17). She also entered these coordinates on the teleportation scroll. However, when she landed, she did not see number 2775. Instead, she fell directly into a trap that had been set up beforehand.

There are only two explanations for this situation: either the three people numbered 2775 collaborated with the man and betrayed her, or the man used a tool to tamper with the landing coordinates of her using the teleportation talisman.

The answer is obvious.

After dealing with Bai Xiaosheng, the man strolled back leisurely and said, "Stop struggling."

He gently stroked the nail on Jin Xiaoman's arm: "This item is called Soul-Eating Nail. It can completely sever the connection between the player and their personal panel, and at the same time keep the player in a weakened state. Unless someone helps you remove the nail, you will be nailed to death here in the rest of the game."

Jin Xiaoman was originally calculating in her mind how long it would take for Number 2775, who was always vigilant, to arrive after discovering that his coordinates were wrong.

Upon hearing this, my mind wandered; this was a valuable item, and I had to snatch it.

Man: "I'm not going to waste my time with you. Give me the fragment of the World Shadow, and I'll kill you."

So that's what it was for.

We definitely need to capture her alive, since death only results in the loss of gems.

But how did he know he had a fragment of the World Shadow? Items found in treasure chests aren't announced in the public chat.

Jin Xiaoman opened her eyes. The person in front of her had used props to cover his body and face. Did that mean she had seen him before?

Players in section 111.

Bai Xiao...

The All-Knowing Scholar?

Jin Xiaoman roughly guessed the man's identity and only needed to wait for number 2775 to come and confirm: "I want 10,000 gems in exchange."

"You are not in a position to negotiate with me now."

"Then tell me, how did you know I had a fragment of the World Shadow?"

"I told you, you have no right to negotiate with me."

Man: "After all, you can stay trapped here until the game ends if I want to."

"Think about your ranking, your division, trading a World Shadow Fragment for these is totally worth it."

Jin Xiaoman: "It means there's no room for negotiation."

"What's there to talk about between us? If we're going to talk, we should wait until our positions are reversed."

Jin Xiaoman: "It's a deal."

The man frowned. What was this promise?

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind. The man dodged the horizontal kick numbered 2775 by turning to the side, but was hit in the neck by a cudgel from Zhan Dou Zhan Dou and fell to the ground.

The old woman, with a punch that felt like three hundred tons, strode forward and pulled out the Soul-Devouring Nail.

The moment Jin Xiaoman broke free, she used her divinely bestowed talent, "Limb Repair."

Her current condition is considered a minor injury, and she can recover completely in just thirty seconds.

Number 2775 and Dip Beans engage in a fierce fight with the man, preventing him from using any tools to escape.

In the end, the man was shot by Jin Xiaoman with "the tree frog's poisoned arrow" and tied up like a rice dumpling.

Jin Xiaoman: "It's a deal that we switch places, then we can talk."

The "Silent Crystal" emitted a faint glow in her pocket.

In an instant, the props the man used to conceal his body and face disappeared.

............