Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

"Gangban Rihuan is from Fudao Island, what about you?"

Li Zheng noticed this kid was still hiding something; even after a round of self-disclosure, he still concealed his true identity.

"Creation, the organization is called Creation!"

Gangban Rihuan took out a brooch and handed it to Li Zheng, pointing at the pattern on it: "This is the emblem that all members of the Creation Organization carry."

Li Zheng took it and examined it closely. This device was indeed as he thought, another version of the "Blood and Qi Suppression Device," just with a different appearance.

He estimated that the blueprint for this kind of device probably allowed for customizable product design like Household Robots.

The pattern engraved on the Creation brooch was very abstract, like a cartoon explosion, with a round ball spreading out irregularly.

He had already seen the brooch from High Celestial Plain, which wasn't as Yan Guang described, "coral," but rather, eight snake heads.

The eight heads were densely intertwined on a single brooch, easily mistaken for coral.

"Give me the one from High Celestial Plain, too," Li Zheng pointed at his chest, signaling.

"No problem." Gangmen Pianzou obediently took it off and handed it to Li Zheng.

Suddenly, Li Zheng conjured a towering pillar of high-temperature flame in his hand, and the two brooches tumbled and were instantly reduced to trash in just two seconds.

The intense flames emitted a blazing heat, and Gangmen Pianzou felt his face being scorched, his hair drying and curling with a charred smell.

"So... so powerful!"

Gangmen Pianzou couldn't withstand it, scrambling a meter backward and pressing against the wall, immensely shaken.

"Is this the true strength of someone ranked in the top three?"

If those flames engulfed him, he would be reduced to ashes in less than a minute?

Immediately, a hint of reverence appeared in his eyes when he looked at Li Zheng.

The flames gradually subsided, and the surroundings fell back into dimness.

Li Zheng brushed away the residue from his hand and said to Gangmen Pianzou, "What other valuable intelligence do you have? Tell me everything."

"Yes!"

Gangmen Pianzou snapped out of his shock, adopting a standard dogeza posture as he reminisced, spilling all the intelligence he knew.

Fudao Island, Creation, and High Celestial Plain, these three organizations basically constituted the three major forces of Nihong Country's faction.

He had already talked about the intelligence on High Celestial Plain, so Gangmen Pianzou skipped it and focused on introducing the other two forces.

Creation, unlike High Celestial Plain, is more complex in composition.

According to the intelligence Gangmen Pianzou gathered, it's an organization that blends various elites, including members of the Mud Furnace Guard Department and even some local diner owners.

Basically, any player willing to join is welcomed by the Creation Organization.

As a result, even though Creation has many members, its proportion of high-level combat power is not as good as High Celestial Plain's.

In fact, due to its complex composition, there might be even more informants infiltrated within than in High Celestial Plain...

Fudao Organization, on the other hand, is quite interesting.

They have few members, probably just a few dozen.

But each one possesses terrifying combat power, almost all ranking within the top thirty on various power boards.

However, they are spread out so widely that even Gangmen Pianzou has little intelligence on their personnel.

But according to Gangmen Pianzou, the members of Fudao Island were already monsters before entering the Matrix.

He couldn't reveal specifics but provided a few keywords for Li Zheng to imagine.

Earthquake, tsunami, power plants, leaks, experiments...

As for the intelligence on Fudao, Li Zheng sneered, thinking Gangmen Pianzou was lying.

Before the global entry into the Matrix, it was an era of peace—who would dare conduct such research? Wouldn't they fear international backlash suppressing them into oblivion?

Gangmen Pianzou explained that even High Celestial Plain didn't dare at first.

But that earthquake provided them with a perfect opportunity.

Under the guise of "quarantine treatment," they secretly conducted nuclear radiation experiments on humans. With strict guards at the various "quarantine hospitals," which nation could suspect their abnormality?

And notably, these young geniuses from High Celestial Plain achieved preliminary results, creating a batch of uneven experimental subjects.

However, as the Matrix Game commenced, these experimental subjects were also cast into it.

After all, at their core, they were still considered "human" as a race.

Moreover, to ensure stable experiments, High Celestial Plain rigorously selected each subject.

They selected ages between eighteen to thirty-eight, perfectly aligning with the Matrix's criteria for player selection.

These subjects unexpectedly benefited from adversity. Once they entered the Matrix, their previously irreparable bodies were data-fied into a kind of Genetic Ability by the Matrix Game, allowing them to assume their human appearance.

According to Gangmen Pianzou's gathered intelligence, after the Fudao Organization was established, they constantly sought trouble with other Nihong Country players.

Or rather, "revenge" might be a more appropriate term.

The first target was High Celestial Plain, an organization bearing the same name as Mud Furnace's official organization.

For revenge, these monsters resorted to every conceivable method, even sending Gangban Rihuan to infiltrate High Celestial Plain.

"Hmm..." Li Zheng pondered for two seconds, digesting the intelligence brought by Gangmen Pianzou, finally quipping, "So inconvenient to say, yet you said it in quite a bit of detail, huh?"

"Anything else? I'm asking for intelligence beyond these three organizations."

Rarely encountering such someone in intelligence work, Li Zheng felt compelled to extract all his value to the fullest to avoid wastage.

"Well..." Gangmen Pianzou hesitated and then asked, "If I reveal everything, can Mr. Li spare my life?"

The classic survival method: first prove one's value, then probe whether the other party might spare you, and finally strive to survive.

Upon hearing this, Li Zheng laughed and raised the Salted Fish Spear to aim at Gangmen Pianzou: "Do you think you have room to bargain with me?"

However, this time, Gangmen Pianzou didn't bow but instead became neither humble nor overbearing: "Mr. Li can surely see that I have no Blood Qi on me, indicating I have never harmed your country's players."

"Yes, there's no Blood Qi at all," Li Zheng remained unmoved: "But I've seen several abilities that manipulate Blood Qi, including ones that can completely absorb it internally, leaving no trace.

How can you prove you don't have such an ability?"

"I have no way to prove this." Gangmen Pianzou slightly shook his head: "That's why I want to exchange the remaining intelligence with Mr. Li for a chance at life. Trust me, this intelligence is absolutely worth that price!"

"..."

Li Zheng looked at the exceedingly ordinary face before him, pondering for a long time.

His finger poised on the trigger of the Salted Fish Spear at any moment.

This scene caused Gangmen Pianzou's forehead to dampen once more.

"Well, how about this..." Li Zheng finally decided and put away the spear.

He stated, "I'll enter your capsule residence and choose three items, plus the intelligence you offer afterward, in exchange for your life. How about it?"

...

"Deal. I hope Mr. Li keeps his word."