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Chapter 222: The First Prey

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

You have unlocked “ATAK Advanced-Level Tactical Military Knife.” This is a Level-33 Rare-grade piece of equipment. Killing points spent: 165 points.

You have unlocked the “Quick Sneak” skill. This skill is a Level-35 Sniper general skill. Killing points spent: 70 points.

You have unlocked one D-Grade recovery potion. Killing points spent: 20 points!

These were the three most recent messages in Feng Luo’s System Log.

Standing on the beach he had landed on, Feng Luo looked at the “Mad Dog” military knife in his hand, with a blade exceeding 25 centimeters in length and coated with a layer of gray-colored nano-coating on the slightly bent body of the knife, done at a tool shop he had specially found.

His pair of narrow eyes flashed with a “hunter’s” spark!

That’s right, the weapon which Feng Luo had unlocked was a Mad Dog military knife and not a firearm. It was not that he did not want to unlock a firearm but because, regardless for the Tyrant, the Eye of the Thunder, or the Barrett, they were all top-grade Rare pieces of equipment—the killing points needed for unlocking them were far more than just 300!

Feng Luo felt that they, as Agent investigator players, had all been bluffed by the system. It was very likely that the other players had gotten the notice in advance, knowing from the start to prepare some firearms of a lower grade.

As for him, because he had cleared a huge proportion of his weapons earlier in order to purchase the materials for the Eye of the Thunder, he currently did not even have a spare Normal-grade pistol on him. Also, since he already had the Barrett and the Eye of the Thunder, there was naturally no need for a spare sniper rifle. Hence, the Mad Dog military knife became a choice that could not be helped.

But the knife was not so helpless. In fact, Feng Luo felt that a default-stage firearm might not have been a suitable weapon. Because besides firearms, consumables like bullets and recovery potions still required the spending of killing points to be unlocked, whereby the “price” was not cheap!

Just one recovery potion required 20 points, equivalent to the basic points earnable from killing one opponent as prompted by the wrinkle-faced army officer just now!

A normal F-Grade armor-piercing bullet required five points, which meant that even if a sniper rifle had been unlocked, it would be very easy to land in a situation of having a gun but no bullets in the initial stage!

On the other hand, an unlocked army knife clearly presented no such problem. With a knife on hand, one could slash as many times as he pleased, with no need to worry about being depleted when no one had even been killed, and there was no new increase in points.

The most important thing was that Feng Luo now had in his body the “Scout” second profession Biochip. In such a dark, forested environment, there was no profession more suited for hunting prey than the Scout!

“Well, then. The challenge now is to first earn enough points needed for firearms. Then, striving to quickly unlock the...”

Lastly, Feng Luo glanced at the hidden, silver-colored fantastical wristband-like object on his left wrist.

Pet Space Bracer. Killing points required to unlock: 1500 points.

With just a Scout beetle after unlocking the Pet Space Bracer, the danger in this game would undoubtedly be reduced to the minimum!

Although 1500 points seemed to be quite high, Feng Luo was actually not too worried about the possibility of not accumulating enough. Since the basic reward was 300 points, it was unlikely that all the objectives would be worth only 20 points. It was highly likely that the greater the performance competency in the objectives, the more killing points would be earned after the kill. Or that the higher the number of “heads” one earned for the objective, the higher the reward upon killing!

Once everything had been prepared, Feng Luo calculated that he had already stayed at this landing point for nearly two minutes. Obviously, this was not a good tactic. Also, he had prepared to engage the map to observe for a moment.

If he wished to find targets in this dark environment and avoid the monster clusters that might exist in the surroundings, engaging the map was a must! However, engaging the map on an open beach was undoubtedly not a wise choice. Thus, he quickly started to move, running toward a spot on the beach that he had already decided on in advance. There, a large rock could vaguely be seen, and there was the “whoosh” sound of the periodic crashing of waves blown by the night wind.

10 seconds later, having touched the edge of the rock, Feng Luo, now in a more hidden position, reached up to push a button on his collar. After which, a semi-transparent, flat virtual map was projected onto the sand before him.

“Hmm. It’s a flat map. Seems more convenient and easier to remember!”

On the beach by the sea under the night’s dim light, the projected map radiated a faint white glow, illuminating Feng Luo’s focused face.

As quickly as possible, he filtered out the most important information on the map. As shown on the map, the Death Hunter Island was mostly an oval shape, with a length of roughly 20 miles and a width of about 10 miles. The land area was certainly not small. With 1,000 people distributed on such a huge island, they would technically not be too close to one another.

“But we won’t be too far, either. On average, there will be one person roughly every 70 meters! If there wasn’t a dark sky right now—and if I were situated on the edge—I would’ve probably already seen one or more targets within my range of sight.”

Feng Luo’s brain obtained this numerical data in just a few seconds. However, what was ridiculous was that most of the area of the entire island on the map was now black. Only a range of 500 meters in diameter surrounding him on the map was illuminated!

“Clearly, by only displaying the surrounding 500-meter range, it forces players to frequently open the map.”

Feng Luo understood that this was obviously the original intention of the map design of this killing game: to let the players who had opened the map discover one another’s position and then...

“Could y’all see the scene that y’all want to see?”

Feng Luo looked left and right with cold eyes. He knew that it was very likely that there were surveillance devices all around on this island, whereby the collar on his neck could constantly track his position.

It was highly likely that the people watching the game behind the surveillance included not only one Yamamoto Ichiro but some rich or executive people of this world.

Hmm... Don’t the movies always write it out like that?

“Hmm. The light-yellow-colored regions must be the active grounds of normal monsters. The orange dots would be Elite monsters...!”

Feng Luo turned his focus once more on the map, realizing that the flat map was very thorough, capable of performing 100-times magnification and allowing one to delete unnecessary information. It was so thorough that it was even capable of searching for the past movement trails of Elite monsters over a period of time.

“This tells me that the organizer doesn’t hope that the people participating in the game will meet and be killed off by Elite monsters straight away.”

Feng Luo’s eyes sparkled. The neurons in his brain were extraordinarily active as he relied on his powerful memory to rapidly memorize all of the regions on the illuminated portion of the map.

Opening the map had benefits but also presented quite a danger. After all, this was equivalent to exposing one’s own position in the sight of all the people who had similarly opened the map. Hence, he prepared to switch it off right away after memorizing it.

However, the plan was still subject to change. Just as Feng Luo had almost memorized all the numerical data in the surrounding 500-meter range on the map, a steadily blinking black dot suddenly appeared on the map! The black dot represented another death game participant who had similarly opened the map.

Feng Luo knew that he was now, similarly, a blinking black little dot on the opponent’s map.

And the most critical factor was that this black dot representing the competitor’s position was less than 50 meters from him.

“In the forest!”

Feng Luo immediately turned his head and realized that that position was just in the forest on the beach, at the inner side of the island. In the cloud-covered night, under the dim moonlight, even with his enhanced vision and perception, he could only vaguely see the silhouettes of some tree branches.

“Hmm! It’s coming directly!”

The subsequent turn of events caused a look of shock on Feng Luo’s face. Because two or three seconds later, that black dot actually became an arrowhead and rapidly moved toward his position.

The direction of the arrowhead represented the player’s direction of movement!

“It’s something!”

Holding his Mad Dog military knife in reverse in his hand, Feng Luo focused his eyes.

Being so courageous, charging over straight after discovering the enemy, this player was either a fool or very confident with his own abilities.

It was obvious that not many fools would be daring enough to participate in such a deadly game, but there were definitely many who were confident in their abilities!

Lifting his head and glancing at the rock above him, Feng Luo immediately made a decision.

10 seconds later, a humanoid silhouette—carrying an alloy shield in hand but one head taller than the heavy shield of a whole 1.8 meters in height—charged out of the dark forest.

Under the light of the moon, which had just peeked out from behind the dark clouds, the shadow that this person cast onto the snow-white beach seemed to be a little different from that of a typical person!