Fifteen minutes after the tunnel opened, five kilometers south of the locked-down zone …
At that place, a player who was in the top twenty on the combat stat ranking was being attacked by two Anomalies.
Boom!
The violent tremors blew up a thick cloud of smoke and dust on the side of the street. Before the smoke dissipated, three figures had already torn apart the smoke curtain and rushed out, once again starting to fight.
Instantly, the sky was filled with punches, and the sound of metal clashing echoed.
Tsk … Just who are they? Not a Scaredy Cat grumbled internally. Are there two people like them in the top fifty?
If Feng Bujue was there, he would have told her clearly, "No." This was because Brother Jue had watched all the recordings of the Battle of the Butterfly other than himself, and he remembered everyone's IGN, appearance, and fighting style.
"Burp …" Suddenly, a burp was heard. A man with a cigarette in his mouth and a beer bottle in his hand appeared at the end of the street.
The two Anomalies stopped attacking Not a Scaredy Cat when they heard that. They jumped out of the battle circle and stared at the newcomer with caution.
Data recognition.
"Firewall breached …"
"Downloading information …"
"Activating countermeasure …"
Appearance recognition database activated. Downloading. Writing correction. Writing.
"Player IGN: Meng Jingchan
Level: 41
Title: Drunken Silver Sword
Height: 180 centimeters
Weight: 70 kilograms
[Skills:???]
Owned Equipment:???
Danger Level: High
Speech Recognition: Built
Current Location: Y-142
Tracking Location: Unable to activate
Control Status: Out of control
Tactical Control Option: Calculating …
Since these two were just level three Anomalies from Origin and had not undergone any mutation, their combat ability was far weaker than members above level two. Even though they could do some data analysis on the players, if they were to fight against the top players with equal numbers, it would still be over.
After seeing Meng Jingchan, one of the Anomalies told his partner, "The chance of capturing him alone has dropped to seven percent, and it's still dropping."
"Hmm … The chance of capturing both of them is close to zero," the other Anomaly replied. "Call for backup."
"Okay, I'll do it …" The Anomaly did not finish his sentence.
Then, with a flash of silver light, a head fell to the ground.
The person who attacked was actually Meng Jingchan.
In the blink of an eye, he closed in from several feet away and slashed his throat.
If one were to replay Meng Jingchan's actions in slow motion, one would be able to see this scene … At that moment, he used his right index finger and thumb to take out the cigarette butt that was about to be finished in his mouth and threw it into the air. Then, he used the same hand to pull out the fast sword on his waist. At the same time, he used a strange technique to shrink the ground under his feet, allowing him to dash forward more than ten meters in a flash.
Therefore, as soon as the sword was drawn from the scabbard, he was already in front of the enemy.
His sword was so fast that it was inconceivable. So much so that … the cigarette butt that flew out and the head that flew down just happened to land on the ground at the same second.
"Don't judge me by my looks now …" Meng Jingchan repeated his catchphrase, "I used to be a master too."
"Now, you are a master too …" Not a Scaredy Cat grumbled internally. Several seconds later, she realized with some lingering fear what would have happened if the sword had been aimed at her.
"Damn you, human!" The other surviving Anomaly was enraged. He gritted his teeth and charged forward like he wanted to fight Meng Jingchan to the death.
However, a giant hammer with a long handle came sweeping at him from the side. Borrowing the force of his forward charge, it ruthlessly smashed into his chest.
And so, the second Anomaly died there.
"Why did you help me?" Not a Scaredy Cat swung the Thunder Rod in her hand (the upgraded version of the Thunder Rod that she used during the battle for the cape) and then turned to face Meng Jingchan. "In this kind of situation, there is no need for a hero to save a damsel in distress, right?"
Meng Jingchan shrugged and put away his sword. He picked up the bottle and took a swig before replying, "Miss, don't you think the two 'people' who attacked you … are a bit strange?"
"Oh?" Not a Scaredy Cat asked probingly, "What do you mean by that?"
"I mean … they are not players," Meng Jingchan replied.
"Are you sure?" Not a Scaredy Cat asked. "They are not weak, and the way they fight doesn't seem like NPCs …"
"Ha …" Meng Jingchan interrupted her with a laugh. "Isn't Jianghu a bit too lax?"
"What do you mean?" Not a Scaredy Cat did not understand what he meant.
"Our studio has a strict rule that requires all the participants to memorize the basic information of the top fifty, and they have to take the test," Meng Jingchan said as he lit another cigarette. "Don't underestimate me … I barely passed."
"You can just say that you know all the players in the finals," Not a Scaredy Cat replied. "Don't use Jianghu as an example. I'm not a professional player."
"Fine," Meng Jingchan said. "In any case, the main point is, these two are not players but …"
"Anomalies." Another unfamiliar voice rang out.
Meng Jingchan and Not a Scaredy Cat turned toward the source of the voice.
The source of the voice came from an old building by the street. In fact, the building was the one that Not a Scaredy Cat had destroyed during her fight with the two Anomalies.
Buzz buzz buzz …
Following a strange sound, a crystalline object that floated in midair slowly floated out.
"What's going on?" Meng Jingchan took another sip of beer and said, "Could this be … the legendary flying coffin?"
"I've only heard of flying on a sword," the crystal, Formless Fiend, replied. "Furthermore … I don't look like a coffin at all." Its voice and tone were quite pleasing to the ears. It sounded like a friendly radio host, like a big brother next door.
"Then … what are you?" Not a Scaredy Cat hesitated before finishing the question because as she spoke, she was considering whether she should use 'who' or 'what' to end this question. Since the former was not appropriate and the latter was not polite, in the end, she chose a more neutral choice.
"Your humble servant, Formless Fiend," Formless Fiend replied. "One of the Nine Spectre Chiefs." It paused. "The reason I'm here is to warn the two of you … to give up on the competition with your own kind and work together to fight against the Anomalies."
"Oh … is that so?" Meng Jingchan said. "Actually, that's what I'm thinking as well." Naturally, that was the truth, or else he would not have gone to save Not a Scaredy Cat.
Meng Jingchan looked like he was not a serious person, but he was actually a smart person. He had once fought against the Anomaly Red Steel with his Brother Jue, so he was familiar with the power of those Anomalies. He also understood that the situation before him was not that simple.
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