Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 288 Kill Points +2 (Combined)

Nourishing ~
Accompanying the blue light was a deep, resonant sound of electrical stagnation, and the dark muzzle was instantly covered by blue electric light.

Li Zheng and his group, who were rushing towards number 39, suddenly seemed to have a premonition and dodged to the sides at the same time.

boom!
A beam of electromagnetic light as thick as a wrist passed through the gap created by the group and struck number thirty-nine's head squarely, sending electric snakes surging across the sky!

At the Electro-Optical Center, number 39 appears to have been hit head-on by a heavy truck; its entire skull is deformed, and a layer of carbonization has appeared on its surface.

"Roar!"

Number Thirty-Nine roared in pain, trying to dodge to the side to avoid the continuous attack of lightning.

However, the ground on both sides of it suddenly trembled, and the two ground spikes clamped down on it, making it unable to move.

Seeing this, Number Thirty-Nine instinctively wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

A tall, voluptuous figure had somehow circled around, wielding a longsword also made of lightning, and slashed through the air.

The Purple Lightning Sword had no physical form to begin with, but with this downward slash, it fluctuated violently, and an invisible sword aura rushed towards Number Thirty-Nine's back.

Spread out your boat!
This swordsmanship genius, one in dozens of generations of the Zhan family, has mastered the "sword energy" technique to perfection, possessing an attack power no less than that of the peak of the Platinum level.

呲~
The hard flesh was cut open by the sword energy, and a large amount of foul-smelling pus gushed out, dripping onto the ground, making people want to vomit.

Having landed a successful blow, Zhan Zhouzhou didn't linger. He turned and retreated more than ten meters away, his clothes crackling with the movement, revealing the static electricity in them.

"Roar!!!" Number Thirty-Nine was in pain from both the front and back, and went berserk. His body suddenly swelled several times, turning into a shameless toad, stuck between two ground spikes, almost breaking the thick stone pillar!
"My energy is almost gone, I'll leave the rest to you!" Yan Guang glanced at the indicator displayed on his arm. His energy had been depleted by the continuous bombardment from the high-intensity electric cannon, forcing him to stop.

Moreover, due to prolonged use of this attack, her entire left arm was bright red and emitted an uncomfortably high temperature.

If the temperature is continuously lowered and cooled, while energy is forcibly injected to continue the attack, this arm might become useless.

"Received!" Li Zheng turned around from the side, and the moment the lightning disappeared, he filled the gap and blocked Number Thirty-Nine head-on.

The cool and stylish exoskeleton armor's power was pushed to the limit, without any concern for energy consumption. Li Zheng, holding the sheathed sword, looked like a god descending to earth.

"Swallows return to their nests!"

With his left hand, he flicked out a short dagger imbued with chilling energy, aiming it straight for one of the eyes beneath the charred layer on Number Thirty-Nine's head with ferocious force.

The electric light that Yan Guang unleashed with all his might seemed to cause great damage to Number Thirty-Nine, but in reality, it was far less damaging than the sword strike Zhan Zhouzhou delivered from behind. The charring caused by the electromagnetic high temperature was the only thing that looked frightening; even Number Thirty-Nine's eyes were not seriously injured.

Li Zheng's hidden weapon was intended to cripple Number Thirty-Nine's eye, disrupting its visual balance and gaining an advantage.

However, Number Thirty-Nine, driven only by instinct, tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the vitals around his eyes. The dagger pierced two inches from his eye socket, the short blade sinking into the flesh, leaving only the handle sticking out.

Number Thirty-Nine, resembling a toad, possessed an extremely powerful self-recovery ability, no less than that of the tritium tritium that Li Zheng had encountered before. Less than three seconds after the electric attack ceased, the charred layer on its head began to peel off, revealing the disgusting, newly grown skin inside.

Li Zheng was alarmed and shouted, "Don't let it have a chance to heal itself, attack together!"

After he finished speaking, the aircraft behind him emitted a jet of air, propelling him into the air and heading towards number thirty-nine.

"Watch me!" Feng Shan's figure appeared above the ground ridge, his muscles bulging and taut, making his clothes almost tear apart.

"Explosion - Tenfold Amplification - Full Power!"

His right arm was bent and pulled back infinitely, and he wore a knuckle duster on his hand, with several sharp spikes that exuded a dangerous aura.

Fengshan leaped down from the top of the earth's edge, gathering his full punching power, and violently struck the top of number thirty-nine's skull, causing the charred layer to explode and fly away, completely exposing a large area of ​​flesh and blood below that had not yet healed.

The color of bones was faintly visible within the flesh and blood. Feng Shan's face showed arrogance, and he wanted to raise his fist to smash Number Thirty-Nine's skull with another blow.

Li Zheng shouted a warning: "Get out of the way!"

Feng Shan dared not hesitate, channeling his strength into his legs and unleashing his full power to dodge the tentacles that had somehow circled around to his back.

He had barely retreated when Li Zheng launched another attack, giving Number Thirty-Nine no chance to catch his breath.

With the longsword flashing, the Zhan family sword technique was unleashed continuously. The diamond-grade longsword's extremely high sharpness made it easy to slice through the flesh of Number Thirty-Nine.

Perhaps it was because Fengshan's punch was too brutal that Number Thirty-Nine was stunned. It was only after Li Zheng slashed three times in a row that it reacted and used its tentacles to block.

Seeing this, Li Zheng did not linger in the fight, but decisively withdrew, refusing to engage in any further combat.

Behind them, Zhan Zhouzhou provided additional support, jumping onto No. 39's back and avoiding the entanglement and lashing of numerous tentacles. His purple lightning longsword plunged fiercely into the back of No. 39's neck.

呲!
The sword pierced through flesh and blood, Zhan Zhouzhou's expression was icy, her eyes indifferent, like a fairy descended from the Moon Palace, untouched by worldly affairs.

Slender, long fingers spread open, wrists rotated slightly, and the grip on the sword changed.

The next moment, Li Zheng witnessed just how ruthless Zhan Zhouzhou's modified "Gentle Breeze Swaying Willows" was.

The sword, formed from purple lightning, was equally sharp. With Zhan Zhouzhou's forceful tearing, it easily sliced ​​through the rock-solid flesh of the No. 39 mutant, rushing towards the gap between the stone pillar and its neck, and leaping down.

The purple lightning sword spun half a circle around the neck of mutant number thirty-nine, and Zhan Zhouzhou dissipated the sword's power, dropping it to the ground empty-handed.

With her long, full legs slightly bent to absorb the force, she suddenly leaped up, dodging the subsequent slap from the mutated creature number thirty-nine.

Its neck was cut in half, yet it was still alive and had the strength to fight off the group's attack.

Li Zheng turned around to support Zhan Zhouzhou while trying to expand the victory.

But Number Thirty-Nine didn't give him a chance, and actually retreated backward through the gap between the stone pillars, completely escaping.

"Sakura!" Li Zheng shouted, trying to get his pet to continue controlling it.

The next moment, a dark shadow flew overhead; it was Sakura.

Together with Pink Polly, it carried a small, thin figure, who turned out to be Lin Fengjiao covered in bandages!
A red light flashed in Lin Fengjiao's eyes, and a fiery red ray struck Number Thirty-Nine in an instant, leaving a charred mark on its body.

Sakura wasn't idle either; she dispersed the two original earth ridges and reactivated her ability.

This time, it was targeting the area behind number 39, and... directly below!

Rumble.

After a brief tremor, two ground ridges rose up, one blocking Number Thirty-Nine's retreat, and the other penetrating deep into its ruptured abdomen, crushing a large number of tentacles and flipping it over.

The number thirty-nine mutant, whose head was tilted back due to the upward momentum, saw more than just Xiaoying and Lin Fengjiao.

And he also had an extremely arrogant face.

"Die!" Feng Shan had somehow followed them, leaped high into the air, and unleashed a powerful kick. With the amplification of tenfold bursts, the terrifying force caused the thirty-ninth test subject to involuntarily turn his head.

Although the thick flesh around the neck was sturdy, it had been cut in half by Zhan Zhouzhou's all-out effort.

Even with its powerful self-healing ability, such a severe injury cannot be recovered in a short time.

Fengshan's kick was like applying the final force to a lever that lifts the earth; thick flesh was torn apart layer by layer, the neck bone was snapped by the immense force, and Number Thirty-Nine's head was lifted up and slumped on his shoulder.

At this moment, the entire cell was filled with a stench, the smell of pus emanating from the body of cell number thirty-nine, which was extremely unpleasant.

With only a sliver of flesh remaining to connect his head, Subject No. 39 shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon, transforming into a short, fat, and ugly man.

The thirty-ninth test subject, now restored to its original state, had wide-open eyes and a dagger stuck in its temple—Li Zheng's doing.

Li Zheng glanced at the world channel and noticed that there was no announcement about successfully killing Mutant Number Thirty-Nine, which made him realize something was amiss.

Hey.

Feng Shan landed, arrogantly looking at the motionless Experiment 39, and said contemptuously, "Nothing special, trash!" Li Zheng, with sharp eyes, saw the movement in Experiment 39's abdomen and immediately shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Fengshan reacted quickly, crossing his arms in front of him and arching his body like a shrimp as he sprang backward.

puff!
The next moment, the abdomen of mutant number thirty-nine burst open, but the corpse explosion that Li Zheng had anticipated did not occur. Instead, a smaller, short, fat, and ugly man crawled out.

"Reanimation Jutsu, right?" Li Zheng glanced at Old Pu's information board, which indicated that mutant number thirty-nine was recovering its strength at an extremely fast pace.

If they don't stop it in time, they will soon face a brand new mutant number thirty-nine, meaning all their previous efforts will have been in vain.

Li Zheng dared not delay and rushed towards the small, ugly man with combat strength equivalent to gold level, his long sword already poised to strike.

Fengshan seemed to realize something as well, and began to change his posture while retreating. Just as he was about to land, he rushed out again to kill Number Thirty-Nine, who had crawled out of Number Thirty-Nine's abdomen.

Li Zheng happened to pass by Zhan Zhouzhou during his flight, and casually pulled her into his arms, taking her with him as they flew towards the 39th mutant.

"You..." Zhan Zhouzhou seemed to have not expected Li Zheng to do this, and was stunned for a moment.

Li Zheng shoved the sheathed sword into her hand, his eyes fixed on Number Thirty-Nine: "Your swordsmanship is better than mine. That guy is rapidly recovering his strength. Use Swallow Returns to Nest and, before it reaches the Platinum level, completely destroy its brain!"

"Okay...okay!" Zhan Zhouzhou's cheeks flushed red, no longer the aloof fairy she was during battle, her heart pounding wildly.

This was the first time in her life she had been held in the arms of a man who wasn't a family member, and her mind went blank for a moment.

However, the mental fortitude honed through long-term sword practice and the frequent battles he had experienced during this period kept him calm. Zhan Zhouzhou regained his composure almost instantly, his eyes fixed on the number thirty-nine mutant.

Once she was at a sufficient distance, she slightly raised her right hand, her wrist flicking rapidly. The longsword in her hand transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly striking the center of his brow and piercing through him completely.

puff!
Hey!
At this moment, Fengshan had just landed, and Xiaoying, along with Lin Fengjiao who wanted to finish off the enemy, had just flown above the number thirty-nine mutant. Yan Guang... oh, she was behind her, fanning herself frantically with a fan to cool down her left arm.

[Congratulations to player "Li Zheng" for leading his team to successfully kill the mutated creature number 39 in the event. Kill points +2.]

The terminal announcement finally popped up, and Li Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to relax.

His breath landed squarely on Zhan Zhouzhou's delicate ears, the sensitive touch stirring her heart, which she had just suppressed, causing her ears to flush pink.

She even ignored the terminal notification that she had received the final blow reward, her eyes glazed over, and she instinctively struggled, saying, "You... let me go."

The voice was so soft it was barely audible to Li Zheng.

"Oh, sorry." Li Zheng immediately let go, letting Zhan Zhouzhou fall freely from a height of five meters.

At this moment, Li Zhengcai realized, "What the hell... what did I just do?"

His palms seemed to still retain warmth and a soft touch. To make it easier for Zhan Zhouzhou to use "Swallow Returns to Nest," he supported the other's lower abdomen with one hand and... slightly raised the other hand.

"This feel... is just like Pink Poli." He made a bowl shape with his hand and looked at Pink Poli.

"Polly?" The pink Polly, clinging to Sakura and pulling Lin Fengjiao along, seemed to sense something, turning its head back and forth, looking around in confusion, searching for the source of the gaze.

Where could it be found? Li Zheng pretended nothing was wrong and looked around.

Lin Fengjiao stared blankly at Li Zheng for a moment, then looked down at her own flat "conscience," lost in thought.

Sakura landed and put her down, then took Pink Polly back into the air. The two little ones started entertaining themselves again, flying happily in the sky.

Pink Polymorph, with its simple mind, had long forgotten the strange gaze it had just received. It was carefree, circling the "flare" with Sakura, making cheerful noises.

Zhan Zhouzhou fell from a height of five meters, skillfully dissipating the impact. With her head down, no one could see her expression.

Fengshan, unaware of anything amiss, walked straight to corpse number thirty-nine and began to dissect it.

Upon receiving the message that the device could not be decomposed, their reaction was exactly the same as the Journey to the West group: cursing and complaining about how stingy the terminal was.

Although they had already guessed the general identity of the mutant, they were still indignant when they learned that they had gained nothing after a hard-fought battle against the mutant.

A few minutes later, the group gathered together, sat down around the mysterious declaration, and began their post-battle debriefing.

At this moment, Li Zheng and Zhan Zhouzhou had regained their composure, as if nothing had happened.

Only Yan Guang and Lin Fengjiao looked at the two of them with unusually strange eyes.

Yan Guang, who had been in the rear, naturally noticed everything.

But she didn't point it out in public; she just looked at the two of them with amusement.

Of the five people in the arena, perhaps only Fengshan is pure.

"Ahem!" Li Zheng avoided Yan Guang's gaze and coughed twice to cover his mouth, saying, "I just noticed that our kill points are one more than the previous teams, which may be related to the difficulty."

“That should be the case.” Zhan Zhouzhou nodded in agreement. “Since the second time we entered the event, no one has been able to capture a mutant with a serial number below 30, which is enough to explain the problem.”

“I think…” Lin Fengjiao’s voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and the volume was low, so you had to try hard to hear her clearly: “I think that the terminal is releasing such a difficult event at this time, and no one can beat it. Instead, it’s more like a screening process to eliminate some unqualified players and find out the strength of the top players.”

“That makes sense.” Li Zheng said thoughtfully, recalling that when the event first came out, the number of players who died must have been staggering.

Because of several user-friendly updates, a considerable number of players have developed a strong trust in the terminal, believing that the events released by the terminal should not be too difficult.

At least there won't be a situation where players are certain to die upon entering; there should always be a glimmer of hope.

But they forgot one thing.

If the challenges in the event are the same as the difficulty of regular exploration, is it still necessary to hold a separate event?

Humans are incredibly adaptable; they adapted to life in the Matrix in just half a month.

There has even been a large number of complacent and unprepared individuals who are simply "lazybones."

These players are probably the ones the terminal wants to filter out.

In the eyes of the end user, such a person may not even have any value.

Li Zheng thought for a while and suddenly remembered something that had been mentioned during a previous terminal update.

Humans who are sixteen years of age or older will still be placed in the Matrix, but will be given a safe period during which they will not come into contact with veteran players.

However, since the last batch of new players who entered with the pregnant woman, no new batch of players has entered.

Could the matrix suddenly starting to clear out the population to make room for new players later?
To balance the combat power of new and old players, the Matrix will likely conduct a second channel merge soon, freeing up some areas for new players.

but……

Li Zheng thought of another point and fell into deeper thought.

There are clearly many empty channel numbers, so why doesn't the terminal allocate new players to them instead of making room for them?

Unless those channels are inaccessible!

Or rather, players are not allowed to enter at this stage!
What's on those empty channels?
995 is also an empty frequency. I didn't find anything unusual after I entered it. It's not much different from 879.

Is it because the "doctor" is here that this place looks more normal?

wrong!

Li Zheng suddenly realized something: if the terminal was really preparing for a second merge, wouldn't I be taken away?

It's over 4,700 words; the extra part is compensation. I missed it today because I had something to do, sorry.

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