Global Game: I Have Chapter 464 - 50: High-Rise Building

Chapter 464: Chapter 50: High-Rise Building

The Iron Token shows "1".

Su Changxing rightfully ranks first, truly the king of this death ga.

"Black Gold Mage..."

He doesn’t consider himself the strongest in this ga.

That person should be.

She actually avoided the arena’s surveillance, creating a false death.

Previously, she secretly contacted Su Changxing, and the two made a deal: Su Changxing would help her fake her death, and she would launch a revenge on the arena.

Su Changxing was forced to agree; this woman is quite terrifying, appearing to be Tier Seven, but actually at least Tier Six.

He’s not sure what the revenge entails, but it shouldn’t be a bad thing; the enemy of his enemy is potentially a friend.

All he needs to do is wait for the right mont. Even if the "Black Gold Mage" fails, the impact won’t be big; he’s already the first in this ga, and there’s another path to take.

Half of the top ten have perished, making the remaining gladiators even more frenzied, signifying their opportunity has arrived.

They originally had no chance of entering the top ten, but now even those in the top hundred have a chance; it seems that with a bit of luck, they could gain freedom and imnse wealth.

The power of hope is endless!

They had just entered the city when they saw more than ten gladiators brawling on the streets, a strong wind sweeping among them.

"Goodbye then~"

Jin smiled as she swung the "Hand Grenade" in her hand.

White light scattered around them, followed by a violent explosion that flattened the street and destroyed adjacent buildings.

Clothing flapped wildly in the wind, and Su Changxing looked at the explosion in front of him and fell silent: "..."

He felt that the principle of this explosion was much like that of a self-destructing robot, maybe even imitated by Jin.

What kind of strange ability is this?

What about energy conservation?

A self-destructing robot could have such power because it was made with three Tier Seven Extraordinary Crystals, but Jin’s "Hand Grenade"?

Or perhaps the principles are entirely different, just with similar effects...

The white light faded, leaving dozens of charred bodies in the remaining flas, no one survived.

Su Changxing thought for a mont and said, "It feels a bit too strong, is there a smaller one, just enough to kill them ’Hand Grenade’."

Jin tilted her head, pondering, then slid her left hand across her waist: "Then there’s only this one."

"Bang~"

A loud explosion followed.

The brick floor shattered and turned blackened.

"...This power seems a bit too small."

Su Changxing raised an eyebrow. This "Hand Grenade" might just be slightly more powerful than an ordinary grenade, but it was still far from enough to deal with the Extraordinary.

Alright.

He also gave up: "If it’s powerful, then let it be... though it seems a bit of a waste."

His use of power was quite the opposite, very precise, seeking to just kill the enemy.

This habit ford from the Doomsday World, facing waves of zombies requires maintaining enough endurance.

Afterward.

He and Jin headed to the tallest building in the city, over six hundred ters high. With his sniper range, he could cover most of the city.

The real hunt begins now!

"Da da da~"

Jin humd a tune as she walked ahead, taking out two creatures clinging to the wall like giant beetles.

They entered the building, a chill hit them, the central air conditioning was still running, and the floor appeared exceptionally clean, reflecting the dim night light and their shadows.

"Is there soone inside?"

Su Changxing sensed movent above, survivors hiding here.

Logically, this place is the most conspicuous in the city, not the best place to hide, yet they survived.

The indicator above the elevator was blacked out, manually turned off.

Su Changxing and Jin ascended the stairs, their footsteps echoing in the stairwell, outside the glass curtain walls clearly revealing the dim and empty streets below.

"The military passed by during the day; we should have left with them, but now what do we do."

"Ha, if you wanted to go, why didn’t you? Just afraid of dying."

"Brother, share so food, I’m starving."

"No way, there’s not enough for my family; if you want food, go down and find it yourself."

"So many people died below, who would dare go down now?"

"If you don’t dare go down, then stay hungry!"

Voices of conversation echoed in the large space.

There were quite a few people here, forty to fifty, dressed differently, seemingly all hiding for refuge.

"Soone’s coming."

A person standing by the window saw a figure entering the building and quickly shouted.

Other n inside randomly grabbed makeshift weapons, like sticks.

The only powerful weapon was an electric baton held by a security guard, but he was timid, leaning against a corner, watching the others cautiously.

A middle-aged man with dark skin and a strong build scornfully said:

"Aren’t you a security guard? Do you look like one just eating for free?"

The security guard glanced at him, but wasn’t angered, trembling as he spoke:

"You go if you want, if they’re really those lunatics, we’ll all die here. I’m a guard, not here to die."

He had witnessed those lunatics killing, narrowly escaping himself, but precisely because of this, he was plunged into extre terror.

"He’s right, if they’re really those lunatics, we’re dood," a young man sitting against the wall calmly said.

His calmness was frightening.

The middle-aged man’s eyebrow twitched; this young man rarely spoke or ate, appearing odd, he said:

"We have so many people here, if it’s just one person, fighting with all we’ve got might give us a chance."

The young man pulled a short knife from his thick coat, sneering:

"A chance? You people can’t even beat , all useless, ignorance makes you laughable."

Seeing the knife, the middle-aged man’s face twitched but remained calm, smiling politely:

"Haha, brother, just joking earlier, don’t mind it, in such situations, everyone’s emotions are off, conflicts are normal."

The young man looked at him, said nothing, turned, moving toward a corner by the side of the door, planning to escape using the distraction if the lunatics ca.

The room fell silent once more.

The tension from the earlier alert left everyone on edge.

In truth, including the middle-aged man, none doubted the statent, or else the city wouldn’t be in this state, nor would the military flee with the populace.

They were all trapped in despair!