I searched and fought in America.

Lawson's figure weaved between the houses, and on the road, three treasure chests appeared in a row within a short distance of two hundred meters!

Rosen turned it on almost the instant he passed by.

[Item: Level 3 Bulletproof Helmet]

[Quality: Green]

[Capacity: 100]

[Effect: Increases protection by 50 points and impact resistance by 50 points.]

Value: 8888

[Item: Level 3 Body Armor]

[Quality: Green]

[Capacity: 150]

[Effect: Increases protection by 50 points and impact resistance by 50 points.]

Value: 9888

[Item: Houston Police Department internal files]

[Quality: Blue]

[Capacity: 10]

[Effect: This contains special police intelligence; you can view it after evacuation]

Value: 48888

As the equipment was put on, Rosen felt as if he had gained some armor. Although it wasn't visible, the sense of security brought by the increased defense was real.

He didn't have any of these items, so they didn't need to take up backpack space.

Rosen shoved the intelligence into his backpack.

At this moment, the red countdown on the retina had jumped to 03:00.

"There's no time left, we can't be greedy anymore!"

Rosen gritted his teeth and abandoned his greed for the other treasure chests that spawned along the roadside. He pushed off with his feet, and as the distance closed, the gunshots grew louder. He then rushed into the central area.

As soon as Rosen stepped into the underground hall, he found that the gunfire had actually subsided.

Rosen immediately held his breath, slowed his pace, and pressed himself against the wall to stay as dark as possible. He glanced at the radar and realized he was very close to the red dot.

Rosen glanced in that direction; there were several abandoned shipping containers there, and the basic radiation chest should be located there.

Rosen moved slowly, and fortunately, the containers here were all connected, making it easier to hide.

However, time was of the essence, and Rosen had to quicken his pace. Finally, after crossing several containers, Rosen saw the thing that had brought him here at the risk of his life.

It was a treasure chest that was entirely silver-white, with a red skull and crossbones danger symbol painted on the lid!

This is the beginner-level radiation treasure chest!

However, just as Rosen was about to reach out, a rapid electronic sound rang out.

"Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!"

Not far away, a Viper squad member, who was on guard with a gun at the ready, looked down at his wrist, then suddenly turned around, pointing his gun directly at Rosen's hiding place, and shouted sharply into the walkie-talkie:

"Three o'clock position! There's a heat source! It's a living person!"

"grass!"

Rosen cursed under his breath. He had planned everything, but he never expected that this special forces team would have such high-end equipment.

That's a life detection radar; no matter how light his steps are, his heartbeat and body temperature can't be hidden!

Now that we've been exposed, we have no choice but to fight back!

"Bang!"

Rosen struck first, raising his hand and firing a shot.

The bullet pierced precisely between the scout's thighs, and he screamed and fell to his knees.

But this shot also stirred up a hornet's nest.

"Enemy attack! Focus fire!"

The captain roared, and then at least five or six assault rifles simultaneously unleashed their fire from all directions.

"Da da da da da!"

A hail of bullets rained down, striking the shipping container in front of Rosen.

Although the virtual level 3 helmet armor might protect him from a few pistol bullets, against a large-caliber military rifle, the virtual shield would shatter like paper after just two shots, followed by his life!

Rosen was pinned down behind the cover and couldn't lift his head at all.

At this point, the countdown had reached 02:00.

As for opening that radiation treasure chest, the system just warned that it would take at least 10 seconds to load!

Standing still for 10 seconds amidst a hail of bullets? That's asking for trouble!

"Damn it, looks like I have to run..."

Just as Rosen was about to throw a smoke bomb to force his way out—

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

Suddenly, a fierce barrage of gunfire erupted from the flank—the sound of pistols and submachine guns!

The firepower that was originally besieging Rosen was instantly drawn away by more than half.

Immediately afterwards, Cade's angry curses came through the walkie-talkie clipped to his chest:

"Ahem... You little brat! What are you doing?!"

These bastards look like they're hunting someone down, and I reckon it's you! Whatever your dirty tricks are up to, I've already led my men to confront them!

These guys have heavy firepower. I can only buy you a little time, a minute at most! Get your business done and get out here!

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Rosen's eyes welled up slightly, and a warm feeling surged through his heart.

These unruly bastards... they came just in time!

"Thanks, Uncle!"

Without further hesitation, Rosen took advantage of a lull in the firepower and rolled to the silver treasure chest.

[Opening the beginner radiation treasure chest...]

[WARNING: The process will be interrupted if attacked!]

The progress bar begins to move slowly.

1 seconds... 2 seconds...

Gunfire was deafening, and there was even the sound of grenades. The countdown to death continued, and Rosen felt his head buzzing.

3 seconds... 4 seconds...

Rosen's palms were sweaty, and every second felt like an eternity.

At this moment, the death countdown is displayed as 00:58.

at last!

"Clatter!"

The lid of the silver treasure chest suddenly popped open, and a deep purple light shone out!

That's the brilliance of an epic item! And it might even be a high-level purple item!

Rosen stared intently at the bottom of the box, where a parchment scroll bearing ancient magical patterns lay quietly.

But after seeing the properties of this thing, Rosen's eyes narrowed, and he froze on the spot.

He glanced back at the still-fighting central area, then at the scroll in his hand, and a bitter smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

"It seems..."

Rosen gripped the reel tightly, his eyes growing deep.

"It's like even God is forcing me to be this 'savior'!"

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A Foolish Author's Musings 16:

The first time he shouted, "I'm going to become a god!" no one paid him any attention.

The second time he shouted, "I want the best!" the readers laughed.

The third time, he actually wrote the beginning of a masterpiece, but then life took its toll and he had to work overtime.

The implication is that full-time writing requires capital, while part-time writing requires a lot of luck.