Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 244: "Chenghua Avenue...

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Based on data analysis of the Number One Player’s two states, I’ve made a table (attachment: Number One Player Data Table.xls)

Don’t ask me how I got the data, it’s too deep for you guys to fathom, haha.

Back to the main point.

According to the table, if an ordinary player faces the Number One Player, it’s basically a one-sided slaughter.

A spatial vibration of approximately 300-500 Mana Points from the Number One Player could instantly kill an ordinary player with around 400 Combat Power. If these players like to cluster together and insist on taking the hit, it just means more of them will die, with no change in outcome.

Of course, players can choose to spread out, and the result of that would be—wasting a bit of the Number One Player’s mana, making them cast a few more spatial vibrations.

From this, we can extrapolate the first method to defeat the Number One Player: the human wave tactic.

The human wave tactic has always been a good strategy of using the weak to overcome the strong. Manpower can run out, but the human wave is endless.

As long as we can deplete the Number One Player’s mana, we can get a chance to get close to him.

But no matter how you look at it, it takes the lives of countless players to stand a chance of killing the Number One Player...]

"—Ruohuo, come down for dinner!"

A voice from outside called for her mother.

"I’ll be right there," Yu Ruohuo replied.

Previously, due to disagreements about the Number One Player, she had a huge argument with her parents.

She even developed a psychological disorder because of it, locking herself in a dark room and refusing to communicate with her parents.

But after deciding to compromise and handing over the Number, their relationship gradually improved.

They moved into a larger house, received support from the United Group, and smiles became more frequent on her parents’ faces, they became extraordinarily tolerant of her. Her mother no longer had to weep over the phone, begging her to obey, and her father no longer frowned and smoked, looking at her with disappointed eyes.

In the end, she chose to stay with her parents, returning home.

... Although this home was in the Main God Space, not on her homeland.

After a child has a conflict with their parents, no matter how tense their relationship becomes, when it’s time to eat, they still have to eat.

Even with tears in their eyes, children must obediently sit at the table for a meal.

However, in the Main God Space, one doesn’t have to eat every meal. The Main God Space produces unique nutritional supplements and energy drinks that are cheap and can quickly replenish the hidden physical strength of a digitized body. Even without eating anything, just lying down and resting allows for a slow recovery of physical strength.

Here, eating is more for maintaining relationships and satisfying cravings.

Basic human necessities have become less and less important here.

Spiritual needs, above those of survival, have gradually become the core concern of people.

Yu Ruohuo wasn’t currently hungry; she turned around and decided to finish reading the post before going to eat.

Su Ming’an watched as the sword blade shifted towards him and then smacked down, knocking his arm aside.

"Snap" went the sound.

He retracted his arm: "Thanks."

The sword blade Mo Yan swatted at him knocked his hand away, freeing him from the electric current.

"It’s my duty to help out when big brother is in trouble," Mo Yan said with a smile swinging his sword. "Finally, I can be of help to big brother!"

Su Ming’an nodded and then took a closer look at the lock.

There was no keyhole or wires next to the door, which is why he overlooked the possibility of the gate being electrified.

He drew the Sword of Yarman, and the aura of oblivion slowly attached to the blade.

"Swoosh!"

With a horizontal slash, the lock was cleanly split into two smooth halves, the lock fell off, and the gate creaked open.

The gate was open.

At the same moment, an extremely loud alarm sound burst out:

"Zila—"

The noise was intense, virtually ringing in everyone’s ears, causing them to cover their ears with pained expressions.

Red lights revolved and flashed on the gate, and even at noon, the light was strikingly bright and visible from a great distance.

Rapid footsteps came from the right.

Then, several white figures, shrouded in lab coats and wearing heavy masks, appeared behind the flowerbeds, closing in on them quickly.

In their hands, they carried batons shimmering with blue light, and their clothes were stained with brain matter and blood, even the white masks were covered with a thorny pattern.

Despite being clad in heavy clothing, their steps were incredibly light, golden flowers under their feet were crushed as they moved, quickly closing the distance with visible speed, as if they were sliding over.

Su Ming’an immediately extended his hand, and at the maximum distance, he released a spatial vibration.

With this strike, he had infused a thousand mana points, just to probe the enemy’s specific combat power.

"Boom——!"

The blood-red numbers bounced out in an instant.

Seeing these numbers, Su Ming’an’s heart turned cold.

"Brother, how is it?" Mo Yan was still asking beside him.

"Run!"

Su Ming’an replied with a single word.

He quickly drew his sword, pried open the door lock, pushed the door open, and bolted.

They were unbeatable, utterly unbeatable.

Just looking at the damage numbers, he knew that these people were completely impossible to defeat head-on. Even if he ran out of mana in the Shadow State, he wouldn’t be able to kill them.

If he switched to the Bright State and rushed forward together with Ming, he couldn’t guarantee the safety of the others.

Not to mention, he had already seen an endless stream of white figures starting to emerge from behind them.

If it were only three people, as long as he could breach their defenses, he was confident he could fight them.

But so many...

Without any hesitation, Su Ming’an put on speed, running faster than anyone else.

Apparently realizing the principle of "run if you can’t beat them," Mo Yan immediately followed, with the three students hastening their steps behind him.

They seemed to be terrified by the scene before them, breathing erratically.

The avalanche of white figures gradually converged and surged towards them.

The overwhelming momentum and the pungent smell of blood almost suffocated them.

"What on earth is this supposed to be?" Mo Yan glanced back and nearly collapsed in fright, "Where did all these people come from?"

Isn’t there just one teacher daily in the White Sand Paradise?

Where did this endless stream of white monsters crawl out from?

"They didn’t come from the building we were originally in," Su Ming’an said.

The main road they had just taken showed no signs of other people passing through; those white monsters had all run out from another building en masse.

"Then what on earth is it..." Mo Yan’s voice drifted off into the wind of their running.

"Are they standby instructors? Students who couldn’t escape before? Parents of students?" Su Ming’an shook his head, "I don’t know, but it’s definitely something that doesn’t want us to get away."

"This, isn’t this difficulty a bit too high?" Mo Yan was somewhat indignant.

"It’s just escaping, not asking you to kill them; the difficulty is quite normal, much more normal than the instances I’ve experienced before," Su Ming’an glanced back, "Mo Yan, go pick up Suzune."

He had already noticed that the slim-armed and slim-legged Suzune simply couldn’t run fast. She was still just a little girl; staying calm was already quite remarkable, let alone keeping up with their pace under such terrifying pressure.

Now she had fallen behind, gasping for breath with her face covered in sweat. She had almost tripped over some uneven road just now and had fallen quite a distance behind.

The white monsters had already burst through the main gate and were closing in on them rapidly.

Su Ming’an was currently in the Shadow State, with an Agility of only 3, indeed not fast; he could only match the average running standard of an ordinary person like Zhai Xing. Mo Yan was having a much easier time, running while grumbling, almost light-footed enough to take off, indeed lacking some weight to carry.

"Big Brother, I’m not good at taking care of little girls..."

"I didn’t ask you to breastfeed her."

"..." Mo Yan gritted his teeth but turned back anyhow, facing the blood light that seemed almost to pounce on him from the sky, he scooped up the panting little girl and ran.

Suzune’s hands were tightly wrapped around his neck, and her calves were trembling. It seemed she had reached the limit of her physical strength. If Mo Yan hadn’t turned back for her, she would have undoubtedly been overwhelmed by the white figures.

"...Thank you."

Suzune whispered in Mo Yan’s ear, her voice barely audible.

"It’s Big Brother who told me to save you," Mo Yan said. He didn’t have much affection for these NPCs, even if they might be real beings from another world.

Suzune didn’t speak. Cold sweat still streaked her forehead. Even being carried on his back, her entire body trembled from excessive physical exertion.

Dong Xue and Zhuang Guo weren’t running slowly, either. Despite their slender arms and legs, they moved swiftly. The group ran desperately forward, the lush scenery constantly receding behind them.

Along the way, they did see a vehicle, but since they didn’t have the keys, they had no choice but to regretfully leave it behind.

As they ran, Mo Yan glanced back.

"No—wait, it’s not going to work, not going to work, Big Brother!" He gauged the distance between them and the white figures and found it was less than three hundred meters.

The distance was closing fast.

At this rate, in less than two minutes, they would all be caught.

"Big Brother, switch to that state with the high health points! The two of us can run fast; we won’t be caught!" Mo Yan shouted.

As soon as Mo Yan’s words came out, both Dong Xue and Zhuang Guo shuddered at the same time.

...If they did as Mo Yan said, the two of them would be mercilessly left behind...

Dong Xue was a bit better off; she knew Yang Xia would definitely save her. Zhuang Guo was the most frightened among them.

He knew that the relationship between the young man ahead and Dong Xue seemed to be out of the ordinary. With Mo Yan carrying Suzune, if necessary, Dong Xue would also be carried by the young man ahead. Then he, he... wouldn’t that mean he’d become the only one sacrificed among the group?

He clenched his teeth, his vision shaking violently... He had just escaped from that hellish place; he didn’t want to go back, he didn’t want to die! He knew what happened to students who were caught fleeing and brought back. He had seen it in the dark room... Those students were almost tortured beyond recognition, living was worse than dying...

He glanced back.

The white doctors surged like a tide, their hands holding electric batons wrapped in sparks and sharp scalpels. Their spotless outfits were stained with fresh blood, crimson and black... A dense, pungent smell of blood rushed towards him, and the foul wind nearly submerged his entire face.

They surged forward like a white river, at least fifty in number, flowing from nearly three hundred meters away to the distant fence gate... and there were still white figures approaching...

Zhuang Guo even regretted escaping at this moment. If he had not fled, he wouldn’t be in this situation; if he had not fled, he would still be sitting well and good in White Sand Paradise...

Now, his head was spinning, his eyes blurry, his ears ringing. The cold air from running choked from his throat to his windpipe. His chest burned as if on fire, causing his entire ribcage to ache, and his legs felt as if filled with lead, getting slower with every step...

"Indeed, this isn’t going to work," the young man ahead said.

"Big Brother, then..."

"We won’t take the main road." Su Ming’an said, "The game mechanics can’t give us a dead end—if the main road leads to a dead end, then we’ll take a side path."

As he spoke, he took the lead and dashed into the forest beside them.

The trees in the forest were thick with leaves and branches. As soon as he rushed in, Su Ming’an immediately felt the obstruction.

The ground was overgrown with weeds; running through it, steps alternated between deep and shallow, and they had to be careful of the sharp branches reaching out from either side.

He looked back and saw the white torrent make a simultaneous turn, surging toward them.

"This...what path are we taking?" Zhuang Guo wiped his sweat but had no choice but to follow Su Ming’an into the small path.

"Chenghua Avenue," Mo Yan answered from the side.

"This isn’t the time for jokes," Su Ming’an turned and asked Zhuang Guo, who was panting heavily, "—Zhuang Guo, didn’t you say you knew the way?"