Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

More than two hours have passed since the Great Hunting Grounds opened.

The hunt is underway!

Because everyone gleaned different amounts of information from that voice, everyone was completely bewildered.

The first wave of attacks were all carried out by native supernatural creatures.

The casualties among ordinary people were particularly severe.

After all, unless these people have participated in war, they simply cannot adapt to this kind of environment if they are suddenly placed in it.

Before they could even adjust their mindset, they were attacked by supernatural beings.

Even the weakest scorpion-tailed fly is deadly enough. Not to mention the seven- or eight-meter-tall spider-shrimp monster.

Even if most ordinary people obtained extraordinary items and some even gained abilities, they still wouldn't be able to pose a threat to this kind of monster.

In those two hours, the number of contestants in Zhao Hao's mind dropped by 70 out of 500!

Some were killed by small supernatural creatures, some were unlucky enough to encounter powerful supernatural creatures, and some were even sucked to death by mosquitoes.

That's right, a mosquito the size of a fingernail can suck blood until it swells up ten or even a hundred times, becoming the size of a soccer ball, and eventually bursting itself!

By the time they found him, he had already lost too much blood and was unconscious.

Besides these, there are leeches, venomous snakes, and the like, which, though inconspicuous, are all deadly.

That group of ordinary people, whom we mentioned before, encountered similar trouble.

Many strange insects, about the length of a finger, flew around them, and their appearance clearly indicated they were not benevolent creatures.

Simply swatting at them won't work. There are so many of them that even if you kill one, others will fly up and try to take a bite; they're relentless.

These insects aren't strong at all; they're just a bit bigger and more resilient than ordinary insects.

Even the handsome young man's pocket watch didn't show a red dot.

Fortunately, the short man, Wald, still had the sonic gun in his hand. He kept pulling the trigger, emitting a wide range of sonic waves to disperse them and keep them from getting close.

But the most urgent task is to get out of this damp, low-lying, foggy place as soon as possible.

I thought that with the sonic gun, I could at least be worry-free about dealing with the bugs.

Who knew that after pulling the trigger repeatedly, Navard would become dazed and exhausted a few minutes later, just like someone who had spent the whole night in an internet cafe and then been called away by a rich woman to be played with all day.

It turns out that this sonic gun isn't without its price; it can be fired indefinitely.

It consumes the holder's mental energy as "ammunition".

For example, the little fat boy's bug gun could prick his finger and suck out a little blood.

However, the chubby boy also discovered another function: touching the spots on the insect gun could change the shooting effect.

In addition to spider webs, there are also effects such as acid, tail spikes, and fire breath!

That's good. If it were really used indiscriminately without any consequences, that would be a real problem.

As for now, the only option is to have someone else hold the radar sonic gun and fire it every seven or eight seconds.

As we continued forward, the fog seemed to have dissipated somewhat.

The trees are no longer dark and murky, as if they've been soaking in water for years; they've started to show some green again. The insects are gone too.

After inspecting the vegetation, the chubby boy said, "It seems we're moving upwards, slowly leaving that low-lying area. Look at these ferns..."

The handsome young man interrupted him, "We don't recognize those grasses, so just tell us where we want to go!" He kept glancing down at his pocket watch.

The sky was thick with fog, obscuring the sun and making it impossible to discern directions, but they tried their best to move towards higher ground.

After walking for about thirty minutes, the fog around us thinned out considerably, and visibility was now about twenty meters.

The surrounding trees have turned a normal green and are very tall.

Just then, the blonde woman noticed a large red parrot, about the size of her mother's, perched on a tree branch not far away.

It is beautiful, with colorful feathers on its chest, the edges of its wings, and its tail.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!" She wanted to get closer to take a closer look.

The parrot seemed to have never seen humans before, so it tilted its head and didn't know to run away.

The chubby boy whispered, "I think we should be careful."

But the blonde woman wouldn't listen, "Don't be so paranoid. This little one is so pretty!"

The handsome young man picked up his pocket watch and took another look, discovering that the parrot was actually a small yellow dot.

What does the yellow dot mean? Before he could figure it out, the yellow dot suddenly turned red.

Then the blonde woman suddenly screamed!

You know, it's that kind of shrill scream from horror movies, the loudest, the highest-pitched, the longest-drawn-out scream that can last for more than a minute!

It turned out that the red parrot had actually pecked the blonde woman's hand!

Its beak is covered with barbs, and blood gushed out instantly.

The parrot was quite strong; it kept tearing and trying to rip off the blonde woman's fingers and eat them!

Everyone rushed over, and the parrot, realizing the danger and disregarding the principle of four against one, immediately let go and flew away.

Then look at the blonde woman's fingers; they were a bloody mess, bleeding profusely! It looked like she'd been bitten by some carnivore.

What they didn't know was that this parrot was called a red-feathered carnivorous parrot. Although it also eats omnivorous food, it mainly eats meat.

The blonde woman trembled and wept, but the handsome young man shouted, "Shut up! You'll attract other monsters!"

Now they understand that every creature here is dangerous.

"Let's bandage it up first." The chubby boy took out a simple first aid kit from his bag, disinfected it, and then bandaged it.

At this point, he seemed quite reliable, no longer the pushover he used to be.

Of the four, only the chubby boy had a bottle of water in his bag, which was gone in one go.

Although my thirst has been quenched, who knows how long I'll have to stay here?

The chubby boy said, "We need to find a water source, otherwise we won't be able to hold out for long."

After walking for so long, everyone is tired and has come to realize their situation.

Luckily, they found a pond.

The chubby boy shook his head: "No, we can't drink the stagnant water here."

The handsome young man snapped irritably, "Then what do you suggest we do?"

The chubby boy stammered, not daring to speak.

Suddenly, the short man Wald stretched out his hand and exclaimed, "Look, what's that?"

Following the direction he pointed, everyone saw a wooden box in the middle of the pond, where a large, rotten log had fallen and sank.

The wooden box is about one meter in size, secured with strips, and appears to be unlocked.

"A treasure chest?!"

……

At that moment, the red-feathered parrot that had tasted the blonde girl's flavor discovered a swaying corpse at its feet as it flew.

It hovered tentatively, then gently landed on the corpse's shoulder, opening its mouth to peck at the flesh on the corpse's cheek. But it couldn't bite through it!

The next instant, it was grabbed and shoved into a mouth. Blood and feathers were scattered everywhere!

Charlie, having eaten the carnivorous parrot's carcass, became much more alert with his eyes moving around.

Corpse Charlie has been chasing its former companion, and now it is more active and faster!

Chapter 481 Treasure Chest, Looting

"A treasure chest?!" Zhao Hao exclaimed. The moment he heard the word "treasure chest," his heart began to stir with excitement.

Suddenly, a fat orange cat popped out from behind Zhao Hao. "Hey, I think I heard someone mention a treasure chest?! Where's the treasure chest?"

The only things that could make Orange appear so readily are delicious food and various treasures.

Damian and his companions were startled. Where did this fat cat come from? How come they hadn't noticed it before?

All four were extraordinary individuals on the path of the hunter, possessing extremely keen and skilled perception and understanding of wild beasts.

As a result, none of the four noticed the Orange Seat, and even now, with its eyes half-closed and perched on Zhao Hao's shoulder, none of them were aware of its presence.

If you close your eyes, you won't notice it at all.

Even Hugh, the wilderness hunter, closed his eyes and wondered: Could I be under an illusion?!

"Huh? Why is everyone so quiet? Where's the treasure chest? Let me open it, I'm super lucky~" Orange asked again.

Now the four were certain that the fat cat really existed.

But one's own senses cannot perceive it!

What does this mean?

Zhao Hao said, "Don't worry, this is my pet. Let's continue talking about the treasure chest."

Damian put aside his other thoughts and continued to recount his understanding of the great hunting grounds, emphasizing the treasure chests. His tone became increasingly humble.

Although they had just witnessed Zhao Hao kill the spider-shrimp monster with a single strike, the four of them already had some guesses.

After all, the size and strength of that spider-shrimp monster meant that even with the assistance of his three companions, Behemoth, a Black Iron 5-star, couldn't be hunted down in a short time. Traps, potions, and specialized equipment had to be prepared before they could even begin hunting it.

But in front of Zhao Hao, it was only for a moment.

However, not all bronzes are the same.

Bronze only initially transcended the realm of mortals, becoming associated with the ancient and powerful heroes in ancient stories. There are significant differences even within this process.

Hercules passed twelve trials, Agrippa defeated all the heroes, and there was also the useless Paris who only knew how to herd sheep and steal women...

Someone like Zhao Hao, who can have a Bronze-level pet, is no ordinary Bronze-level player!

The so-called treasure chest is another interesting aspect of this great hunting ground.

These treasure chests are randomly generated, and the items inside vary in level depending on their appearance, ranging from extraordinary equipment and materials to potions and spellbooks.

Some of these things were born from the power of the Great Hunting Grounds, while many others were carried by extraordinary individuals who died here after participating in the Great Hunting Grounds hunting ceremony.