Chapter 629: Player Unknown Battleground (11)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
There was no button in the lift of the hotel. When you enter, just scanned the tattoo on our arm and the screen would reflect the level you were at.
According to what they say, the highest level now was level 76.
However, the player that could go to level 76 hadn’t appear in a long ti.
Ming Shu’s level was three levels below level 76. She was at level 73.
She rembered that the Host was at level 72 last ti... did she went up to 73 because her abilities increased?
The clown and Ti Ya were at level 65.
The rest of the mbers of food empire were scattered between level 30 and level 60. So people changed levels while others remained the sa. This was like collating experience points. So people leveled up while others were still lacking a bit.
After sending off her teammates, Ming Shu arrived at level 73 all by herself. The lift was right at the end of the corridor. Once you stepped out, you would see a very long corridor which you couldn’t see the end of it. Doors were scattered along the corridor.
Ming Shu walked along the corridor and arrived at the door with her na after walking for quite a while.
She stepped back and glanced at the door opposite and beside her. There was nothing on the door. Only the owner of the door could see the na written on it.
Ming Shu pushed the door opened and the lights in the room lit up automatically. The room was the sa as any other hotels.
However, the things in the room... was in the sa position as how the Host placed them last ti.
It was as though the room at level 72 was moved up to level 73.
You couldn’t use science to explain this world... what should she eat!
Ming Shu searched the room for a long ti and only found a packet compressed biscuits in the drawer.
I’m dood to die here!
The hotel did not provide any food. This was because from the ti they ca out of one city to the ti they entered the next one, they only had 12 hours to rest.
Ming Shu felt depressed as she changed into a clean set of clothes. Then, she started to munch on the compressed biscuits slowly. Even in Doomsday, she was not so tight on food!
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The next morning, Ming Shu packed up her things and went down. If she didn’t go down now, she would appear in the city once the ti was up too.
The difference between transporting from the main hall and transporting from the room was, in summary, it was safer to be transported from the main hall as compared to the room.
Kacha—
Ming Shu turned around and saw soone approaching from diagonally opposite her.
It was the man she saw yesterday. He had changed into a set of clean sportswear and his hair was washed too. As he walked, the loose strands of hair flew up.
He kept his hands in his pocket and walked forward as he looked down. He was totally not interested in the person standing along the corridor and sizing him up blatantly. Or rather, he just ignored her.
Ming Shu waited for him to pass before walking over slowly but they still took the sa lift.
In the small space, no one spoke. The man raised his head for the first ti when they reached level 30. He glanced at the level with a strand of contempt in his eyes and then looked away. He continued to stare at the floor that was so clean, it could almost be a mirror.
The second ti he looked up, it was at level 1. The door of the lift opened and he glanced up quickly. Before Ming Shu could see the emotions in his eyes, he had lifted his legs and walked out.
Lunatic...
Weird.
Sigh, so hungry! Why doesn’t this place provide breakfast! This is inhumane!
There were more people in the main hall in the morning. They split into teams and stood in their own circle. Whispers circulated in the main hall.
When Ming Shu ca down, it was neither early nor late. So of the mbers of food empire had already ca down. The clown and Ti Ya ca after her.
Ming Shu stood in front of a screen and typed on it. The clown leaned over to take a look... his expression beca weird.
If a player had any questions, they could enter it into the question system of the screen. The screen would answer them appropraitely and its tone would be really polite.
He had seen many people asking all sorts of weird questions but today...
This was the first ti he saw this question: Why don’t you provide breakfast.
The question system gave an honest answer: Because there is no need to. There won’t be any problems if you don’t eat for 12 hours and you could bring back supplies from the cities too.
Ming Shu continued typing: You are discrimiating against the players. As a player, I have the rights to defend my lawful right and interests!
Question system: I am sorry. There is no such option in our rules.
Ming Shu: Rules are dead! Change it now! This is such a huge ga, don’t you all upgrade the ga at all? Are you all not going to consider a player’s ga experience? Do you know that not eating breakfast would affect the mood when you play the ga? As a humane ga, you should think for your players!
Question system: ...
This was the first ti the clown saw soone making the question system speechless.
This is a survival ga. Why does it need to give the player a good experience? Are you crazy!
Ming Shu: Say sothing. Stop pretending to be dead.
Question system: I can’t answer your question. Please wait for a mont.
Ming Shu looked at the progress bar that popped out on the screen and thought on her chin.
This lousy system is quite intelligent...
[Additional Task: I am a troublemaker. Hint: Please destroy two or more city mission.]
Ming Shu: “...”
What the hell is wrong with the title for the task? Harmony System, you are degenerating! The nas before still sounded elegant. What is this now!!
Also, why is this an additional task? Why is this not a hidden task?
The Hatred Points for an additional task is lower that the Hatred Points for a hidden task...
[Guest, the hidden task has sothing to do with killing people, are you willing to do it?] The Harmony System urged Ming Shu excitedly. [There is quite a lot of Hatred Points to gain from it. Also, this is a ga. You can just take it as if you are playing an online ga. Do not have too much stress on yourself.]
Ming Shu: “...”
I have my principles. Stop trying to persuade — do I have to kill them personally?
[...] What happened to your principals? [Yes, you have to kill then personally.]
Ming Shu rejected it.
[...] A student not worth teaching!
You think that everyone has no principal and no intergrity just like you? I am different from you.
[...]
Wait, If I destroy the city mission, doesn’t that ans that I will fail the mission? I will die!!
[Act according to circumstances.]
“...” Act according to circumstances your head!
“Huh?” The clown’s voice pulled Ming Shu’s thought back to reality.
She looked at the screen. The system had given her a reply: We will consider your suggestion seriously.
Ming Shu kicked the screen. Consider your head!
I am starving to death!
Nothing happened to the screen. A loud sound rang through the main halland the players that were gathered in the main hall looked over.
This kind of tantrum normally happened on a new player.
Everyone heard of Yin Luo but most of them never saw her before. At this mont, they should be looking at her as though she was a stupid new player.
Ding—
A familiar sound rang above them. Everyone retracted their gaze and looked at the screen in front of them.
The words on the screen flashed passed really quickly. It showed the teams first followed by the sequence number. Different sequence number appeared on different screens.
After that, the screen showed the players who didn’t have a team. The players would find the screen that showed their number and stood in the area allocated to them.
The number for food empire was 7.
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