As the safe was opened.
Inside the safe appeared so gold and silver jewelry along with two portions of Rare-tier steel.
Yu Yuan collected the items, feeling neither particularly disappointed nor excited.
The purpose of these graded materials found in Freedom Tower was singular: forging equipnt. Yu Yuan hadn't found a single blueprint yet.
He then began sweeping through the 15th floor. The Infected, having regained their normal strength, possessed significantly heightened perception abilities.
Every ti Yu Yuan made a kill, his heart was in his throat.
But ultimately, it went off without a major incident.
Not every room in the Hotel Guest Rooms had a safe, but there were quite a few. By the ti he had cleared all the Infected from this corridor, he had opened roughly eight safes.
The harvest was decent. Most safes contained gold, silver, and valuables, with occasional high-quality materials. In total, he obtained three Rare-tier materials and four Excellent-tier materials.
"The stairwell passage is just ahead. I wonder how the other players are doing!"
Yu Yuan stepped out of a guest room. According to the virtual map, passing the corridor intersection ahead would lead to the stairwell passage.
And there were still seven or eight Infected in Dormant Mode in between.
Thinking this, he began moving silently towards the nearest Infected.
But just as he was about to strike.
Bang—
A sudden gunshot echoed from the stairwell passage.
Imdiately followed by two more gunshots.
The Infected in the corridor, originally in Dormant Mode, were gradually awakened by these three gunshots.
The mont the gunshots rang out, Yu Yuan cursed inwardly and quickly retreated.
He ducked into a corner, remained completely still for three seconds, and entered the 【Concealnt】 state.
Those few Infected were now fully awakened. With roars, they swiftly charged towards the direction of the stairwell passage.
Yu Yuan followed behind the Infected, also stealthily making his way towards the stairwell passage.
Before he could get close, he heard the sound of a glass bottle shattering.
At the junction between the 15th-floor Hotel Guest Rooms and the stairwell exit, a blazing inferno erupted. The leading Infected were instantly set ablaze and lunged towards the player inside the stairwell.
The flas completely sealed off the stairwell exit.
The mont Yu Yuan saw the flas, he swiftly dodged into the shadows of the nearest room to avoid the 【Concealnt】 effect from disappearing.
He had seen clearly just now: the person who threw the Molotov cocktail, after blocking the 15th-floor exit with fire, had ducked into a room not far away.
Yu Yuan pricked up his ears to listen.
Soon, amidst the crackling of the burning flas and the roars of the Infected being burned, he heard the sound of bandages being wrapped.
"He's injured! Still healing up!"
Yu Yuan imdiately understood the other's situation, but...
"Was he the one who fired the shots earlier?"
Yu Yuan was quite concerned about this.
Because the earlier gunshots were capable of rapid consecutive fire, which was sowhat terrifying on this map.
From the direction of the stairwell passage, sounds of a player battling the Infected also ca.
The firelight illuminated the entire corridor, making it difficult for him to approach that room. He could only wait.
The facts proved Yu Yuan's choice correct.
Soon, those few Infected on the stairwell passage died one after another. Then ca the sound of a fire extinguisher spraying, and the flas gradually died down.
"Here he cos!" Yu Yuan thought to himself.
In the room not far away, that player's bandaging was nearing its end, and he was preparing to continue fighting.
"Little rat, co out! Weren't you having fun ambushing earlier?" A steady yet domineering voice rang out in the corridor, accompanied by the sound of a heavy hamr striking the floor.
Yu Yuan peeked out. Standing at the junction of the corridor and the stairwell passage was a man nearly two ters tall with a burly build, vigilantly scanning his surroundings.
Clearly, he was searching for the player in hiding.
The armor this man wore was actually similar to heavy plate armor. On his head was a helt like an iron can, with only the eye area exposed. The defensive capability was simply exaggerated to the extre.
The armor was covered in scars and fresh bloodstains, clearly indicating he had just finished fighting other players.
This set of equipnt wasn't from Freedom Tower. Hanging at his waist was a homade shotgun.
However, the heavy hamr in his hand was truly extraordinary.
The hamr was engraved with beautiful patterns and inlaid with three crystals. Two red and one blue crystal pulsed with a rhythmic glow in the dark environnt.
With just one glance, a single thought flashed through Yu Yuan's mind: he absolutely could not let this hamr hit him. A direct hit would an certain death.
The burly player didn't wait any longer. After taking out a can of drink and gulping it down, he tossed a disc onto the floor, lifted his heavy hamr, and entered the corridor to begin his search.
The sound of doors being smashed open echoed continuously.
The hiding player clearly couldn't stay put any longer.
Just as the burly player smashed into another room to search, he left his hiding spot and ran deeper into the hotel corridor.
But the mont he left the room, the burly player, who had seemingly already entered a room, suddenly reappeared in the corridor. A 30-centiter homade shotgun was now in his hand.
Bang—
A dense spray of pellets shot forward, instantly causing blood to bloom on the fleeing player's back.
Imdiately after, the burly player, gripping his heavy hamr with a cruel smile, lunged towards the fleeing player.
"Got you!"
The fleeing player also reacted swiftly. Even as he was hit by the pellets and fell, he still managed to roll onto his back. A very simple, crude-looking revolver appeared in his hand.
It looked handcrafted, with a short barrel.
Bang, bang, bang—
As the trigger was pulled repeatedly, five bullets were fired in succession.
But the mont he raised the gun, the burly player had already blocked with his iron hamr. Three bullets struck the hamr, two hit the armor.
All sparked on impact, but none caused effective damage.
The burly player's movent only slowed slightly for an instant due to the bullets' impact force before he charged forward again.
Under the other's terrified gaze, the heavy hamr was raised high, about to co crashing down. But at the very mont it was about to strike.
He forcefully twisted his body using his waist strength. The hamr, originally aid downward, changed its arc mid-swing and was brutally redirected towards the left rear.
Clang........
The sound of tal clashing against tal rang through the corridor. The violent impact sent tremors that made all three people present frown slightly.
Yu Yuan felt the intense vibration transmitted through the large hamr in his hands, nearly losing his grip.
"Damn! He could block even that!"
He cursed inwardly. After equipping with Mie Mie, his strength had increased by 100 kilograms!
This guy was truly a monster.
But his reaction was incredibly swift. He directly released his grip, storing the large hamr into the Rabbit Ring.
A Molotov cocktail and a lighter had already appeared in his hands. As flas ignited, the Molotov cocktail was hurled directly at the burly player.
The entire process happened in the blink of an eye, seamless and fluid.
The burly player had only just managed to control his heavy hamr, which had been knocked flying. The shock in his heart far surpassed Yu Yuan's. This was the first ti he had encountered soone whose strength was not inferior to his own.
If not for his title ability allowing him to sense sothing amiss at the critical mont, he would probably be dead by now.
Even so, his hands were already sowhat numb and tingling from the tremor.
Just as he managed to dissipate the force on the heavy hamr, he saw a scene that filled him with dread.
A Molotov cocktail!
What was this situation!
Where was his weapon? How could it be a Molotov cocktail?
Even though he couldn't understand it, he knew he absolutely could not let the Molotov cocktail hit him. Otherwise, the sticky Fuel Oil adhering to his armor would turn him into a sizzling barbecue grill.
Retreat, retreat imdiately! He couldn't possibly have many Molotov cocktails on him...
With this thought, the burly player pushed off with his feet, dodging to the side into a nearby room.
He dodged the first thrown Molotov cocktail, but he had no idea what he was about to face next.
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