Chapter 655: Chapter 622: So It’s a Hunter Contest?!
Wu Di was having a great time swimming in the wild when he suddenly heard a burst of gunfire and was nearly startled into sinking into the water.
He thought someone was hunting nearby, but when he looked in the direction of the gunfire, he found two yers fighting among themselves instead of hunting!
Moreover, it was a big-bearded foreigner with the ID [Steven] who had defeated a Daxia yer with the ID [Lance].
Wait, Lance?
Why does this name sound familiar?!
Without a second thought, Wu Di dove into the water and swam to the shore to retrieve his gun.
He didn’t care about winning or losing the match, but he feltpelled to help a fellow countryman in need.
Quickly and silentlypleting the reload, he lifted his rifle and carefully moved to a new position, bypassing obstacles. Wu Di looked through the sight to the location in his memory, but found that the big-bearded foreigner had disappeared without a trace.
“Damn!” Wu Di was annoyed, “Are you ying hide-and-seek with me here?”
“Come out and fight!”<div>
But despite being annoyed, Wu Di remained vignt of the slightest movement while carefully approaching.
In the end, he met with Lance without encountering the big-bearded foreigner named Steven.
Wu Di pped his head in frustration, feeling that his cautious steps and numerous detours were like a fool,pletely guarding against the air.
Looking at Lance with half of his face buried in the mud, Wu Di greeted, “Buddy, what’s going on? Why did you guys start fighting?”
Lance was still sulking and couldn’t answer.
“Say something!”
“…”
“I’m not a foreigner, I’m on your side!” Wu Di squatted in front of Lance, straightening his head, “Look, I really am one of you.”
Lance wished he could bury his entire face in the mud.
“Oh~” Wu Di finally realized, “Are you unable to speak? Is it that bad?”
“Won’t you be eaten by a bear then?”
After checking Lance’s status and seeing that there were still 12 minutes left in the [Paralysis] state, Wu Di said: “Alright, I’ll stand guard and wait for you to revive, so you won’t be stolen by the foreigners.”
He actually stood by, waiting for Lance to recover while asionally ying with the small animals and drinking water to kill time.
He also took the opportunity to flip Lance over, allowing him to lie on his back and be morefortable.
This made Lance suffer intense self-reproach.
At first, he was the one who wanted to shoot Wu Di!
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Ten minutester, the [Paralysis] status ended, and Lance abruptly sat upright.<div>
Wu Di, who had been confronting the foreigner and shooting Steven twice, finally breathed a sigh of relief, “Finally, you’re up. By the way, isn’t this a hunting contest? Why did you hunters start fighting each other?”
Lance looked at Wu Di in confusion, what did he mean by “you hunters”?
Aren’t you one of them?
He hesitated for a moment before saying, “If all the opponents are paralyzed, no one willpete with you, and the game will be a sure win.”<div>
“What the fuck? Is it really that dark?” Wu Di was shocked, “I thought there was some kind of personal disagreement between the two of you.”
“In that case, if you slip up, you’ll fall right in, just like you did.”
Lance could only reply, “Thank you, be careful yourself.”
Then he bid Wu Di farewell and left theke area.
Thepetition was still going on.
His first fall was due to the suddenness of the situation and being ambushed.
He couldn’t ept that!
Afterward, Lance followed thesounds of other yers hunting and went on the offensive
He changed his approach, no longer trying to find a hidden position – after all, firing a shot would definitely expose him, so there was no point in hiding.
What if someone was already squatting there, wouldn’t he be ambushed again?
By relying on frontal confrontations, Lance finally demonstrated his skills as a professional yer, sessively paralyzing twopetitors.
Along the way, he also saw a bald yer lying dead behind arge rock, already taken down by someone.
After checking the bald yer’s [Paralysis] state and seeing that there were still 3 minutes left, Lance guessed that it might have been the work of the yer named Steven.<div>
He stayed in ce, patiently waiting for 3 minutes, and the moment the bald guy got up, he shot him down again before continuing to look for Steven.
Of course, he didn’t show any mercy to the prey that ran close to him during the process, and hunted as usual.
After all, the key to winning the ranking in the end was the points gained from the spoils of war.
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While Lance was on a “killing spree” in thepetition, the audience was a little confused:
“Isn’t this supposed to be a hunting contest?”
“Well, now we know what ‘Hunter’ really means.”
“You have to watch out for other hunters while hunting; this is too dark.”
“That’s reasonable. Wasn’t it like this during the Gold Rush?”
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Actually, Lance wasn’t live streaming.
From the very beginning, he decided to test Shuihua’s crooked ideas and be an “immoral”petitor, so he naturally didn’t start live streaming.
But he overlooked the fact that as a celebrity professional yerpeting in the game, how could the “Hunter” operation team’s event live broadcast room miss his match?<div>
It’s just that there were indeed quite a few well-known yers participating at the same time, and the director was pretty busy too.
By the time Lance first appeared on the screen, he was already lying face down in the mud.
At first, the audience thought it was some kind of performance art, butter, when they saw him activate “Hunting Moment,” they realized that he had been shot at the beginning.
After that, Lance followed the gunshots, aiming at one person after another.
The hunters fought,pared their gun skills, calcted time, and engaged in intrigue, making for a top-notch show.
And these were the things that Lance trained for almost every day.
He could clearly remember everyone’s position, estimate the enemy’s activity range based on their movement speed and the time that had passed.
He could also recall who he knocked down at what minute and second, and when that person would recover theirbat power.
Through deliberate training, all this information was instinctively organized in his mind like second nature.
With the help of this ability, Lance soon gained a huge advantage.
Even Steven couldn’tpete with Lance in a long-distance, high-intensity battle—
He was once an American policeman with strong closebat gun skills and quick-drawing abilities, but his long-range shooting was only average.
Plus, after marrying and moving to Australia with his wife, not working as a cop anymore, the most he used his gun for was hunting, so it was inevitable that his gun skills would decline.<div>
In the end, while trying to approach Lance, Steven was caught off guard and knocked down with one shot, his prize points ending in third ce.
Lance had already made it to second ce.
As for the first ce, it was Wu Di, who had been fishing and hunting undisturbed from the beginning to the end.
Meanwhile, Lance was once again tormented internally.
He couldn’t help but consider: should he turn around and take down Wu Di?
He was entangled with four people the whole time, so the number of kills certainly couldn’tpare to Wu Di’s.
The problem was that Wu Di was a good guy, which made Lance very uneasy.
Especially since Wu Di had helped him.
—If Wu Di hadn’t been guarding him earlier, he might have been “corpse-guarded” by Steven.
Attacking Wu Di would be ungrateful.
Not attacking Wu Di would mean losing the game.
Lance was caught in a dilemma.
“Bang—”
Hearing the distant sound of Wu Di shooting while hunting, Lance ultimately couldn’t ovee his inner struggle and turned to walk in the opposite direction.
He nned to focus on hunting for the remaining 20 minutes and leave the rest to fate.
Rather than shooting at someone who had helped him, he was willing to give up the chance to win.
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20 minutes passed, and the game officially ended.
The final rankings were:
1: I’m Really Called Wu Di 3328
2: Lance 2481
3: Steven 2230
4: Keith 2036
5: Ivanka 1973
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“Alright,” Lance sighed. “On the bright side, I can go back and focus on my sses.”
But soon, a system prompt popped up:
[Due to the mid-game withdrawal of the first-cepetitor[I’m Really Called Wu Di], the second-cepetitor automatically advances.]
[You have be the champion of this match, would you like to start the next round immediately?]
“Huh?” Lance was taken by surprise.
As a professional yer who constantly values wins and losses, he couldn’t imagine anyone giving up a sure victory so easily!
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In reality, upon receiving the Mirage Console’s prompt that “someone is knocking on the door,” Wu Di didn’t care that the game hadn’t ended yet, quickly exited the game, and ran to open the door.
It turned out that the visitor was Sister Li from the dance ss that afternoon, along with another unfamiliar woman, standing at the door of the store.
Sister Li patted Wu Di’s arm andughed, “This sister here is a potential customer I’m introducing to you, and she wants to get an annual card right away!”
“She wants to join us for ss this afternoon, so I brought her early, so we can get it sorted out in the morning and not dy ss this afternoon.”
“Did we disturb you?”
“No, not at all, never! I should be thanking Sister Li for the help.” Wu Di hurriedly weed, thanked, and processed the annual card for the woman.
After all the work was done, as soon as the two women left, Wu Di still remembered to give Sister Li some fruits to express his gratitude.
For Wu Di, having customers sign up for annual cards was much more important than ying games!
Who would support his gaming habit if he didn’t make money?