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"Good work, everyone!"

"Oh, thank you all for your hard work. You must've had a tough ti because of ."

"No, not at all. If it weren't for you, we would've been wiped out."

One day, as April was coming to an end and May was just beginning, four players climbed onto the back of an old truck at the entrance of the high-value research facility. The truck let out a loud exhaust noise as it prepared to depart, puffing gas into the air. They threw their large, overstuffed backpacks into the cargo hold, then slumped onto the uncomfortable seats, letting out a collective sigh.

The wheels spun powerfully, grinding against the cracked asphalt, kicking up concrete dust. The truck made its way back to the base camp. After hauling their heavy backpacks back onto their shoulders, the group exchanged friendly goodbyes before parting ways.

Afterward, the player headed to the gear box and set down their pack. They entered a nearby cure container, where a set amount of credits was deducted, and their various statuses and HP were restored.

After taking a sip of ice-cold soda, they finally exhaled a sigh of relief.

"Ugh, that was tough. But hey, we wiped the session clean. This might go bad for if I keep this up."

"What the... Is this the legendary Kato?"

"650,000 credits in a single session, insane!"

"If he doesn't act like a total fool sotis, he could be such a cool guy."

"This guy is seriously impressive!"

"Look at that bag. It's about to burst!"

Just as he said, just monts ago, his squad had raided the high-value research facility, fighting fierce battles against live targets and gathering high-quality loot. The huge bag, stuffed with everything from fully-modded weapons to rare items, had been hauled back with the loot, including sleek and hexagrid body armor that was hard to co by in normal maps, as well as expensive decorative items like vases and chicken statues.

He entered the gear box once more, unstrapped the bag, and began sorting the items with an oddly delighted expression.

"Ugh, so sweet. Just selling off the junk items will be enough to go on five raids fully geared. I should stash all the usable stuff in my inventory."

"I think I just got diabetes just by looking at that, lmao."

"I’ve seen a lot of players stockpiling cleanly modded weapons thanks to the cha-Biyam event, and now he’s doing it too."

"But wait, can cha-Yujin be beaten by Panic-Odd if we’re talking about cha-Biyam?"

"This is no gear box, it's a full-on gun store, what the hell."

"Newbies will definitely feel insecure seeing Kato’s inventory, haha."

After a mont of sudden pause, he resud his ticulous sorting of items. He picked out a few guns, checked their parts, and carefully hung them on the shelves. Among them was a weapon with a grenade launcher mounted beneath the barrel.

"So, if I prepare four tis as much as this, I should be able to take on cha-Biyam, right?"

"Haha, here we go again. cha-Yujin event incoming!"

"I always knew he'd be getting into cha-Yujin stuff soon."

"Seems like all the high-level players are just hoarding items and walking around with them now."

"Wait, you have to go through three rounds before you can loot the items? Why are you prepping so much?"

"So you think you can beat cha-Yujin with five people in just three attempts?"

His remark struck a chord with the audience. It was clear. He was fully prepared, and the others were beginning to understand the gravity of taking on cha-Yujin.

"Is there sothing with higher firepower? EMP grenades, thermite, those kinds of things?"

"Where the heck would you even find those? Lmao."

"Wait, how do you kill cha-Yujin without those? These Icarus guys have lost it!"

"Fact: Yujin is as strong as or even stronger than cha-Yujin."

"I an, with the right equipnt, maybe cha-Biyam could be defeated, but it’s definitely gonna be rough."

It was clear that defeating cha-Yujin would require imnse firepower, especially considering its armor and the unique challenges that the event posed. The thought of facing it with the limited gear available made the task seem even more daunting.

Then a thought suddenly crossed his mind, triggering a series of rapid actions. The last ti they had t Yujin was before a major competition, almost six months ago. He had kept up with so of the news, rembering that Yujin had been involved in a significant victory during the West Coast Restoration War. It was said that he had done quite a number of impressive things in PvP as well.

As he rembered this, a thought crossed his mind: What if cha-Yujin's origin had sothing to do with Yujin himself?

Without much hesitation, he quickly navigated to his friend list. It was easy to spot the six-letter userna that appeared in the chat: "Yujin" — playing the Escape from Unknown mode (EU).

"Eh..."

"Kato, you're really on it, huh?"

"Why Yujin though? Why Yujin?!"

"Kato’s brain is completely fried, lmao."

"It’s not too late! Go join the party, quick!"

"Seriously, Kato is just killing it."

The chat exploded with excitent. It seed like he had found Yujin again in the ga, and all the doubts about his decision lted away. He’d be joining the cha-Yujin event with renewed focus.

After a brief pause, Kato grabbed his gear and prepared for the next challenge. As the truck arrived at the mall, his mind was set on what he would do next. The excitent of the event ahead had taken full hold of him.

That’s when the second quest appeared before him.

“Hmm. I guess it’s going to be a headache.”

The screen flashed with new information, outlining his next task: entering a shopping mall filled with enemies. It would not be easy, but it was just the kind of challenge Kato was ready for.

"Seems like quite the headache."

"You're not wrong. It's even worse than you think."

A shopping mall.

Just three simple words and a large structure taking up a whole lot of space. The mont he heard that it was a place with four different kinds of items, he was imdiately taken aback. But the layout of the map wasn’t too difficult to morize. The building itself had a symtrical structure, though there were too many things left to figure out. At this point, nothing could be determined until he was inside.

The mission seed simple enough: infiltrate and scout. As he walked along, he couldn’t shake the feeling that this would be a chaotic and exhausting task.

"Going into an unfamiliar area is sothing I shouldn’t be doing, but it works out. Looks like it’s swarming with bugs, though. Why don’t I just go for a walk in the mall? Bring so bug-catching tools, and if you pick up so of the scrap around, it’ll be even better."

"Just give so more shotgun shells. Slug rounds would be fine."

"That should be easy enough. How many do you need?"

"Enough to take down 15 people for sure."

"Ergency: >>>> Shopping mall

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