Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

This voice carried a hint of suspicion amid delight.

Li Zheng's face turned dark, comparable to Xiao Siyuan's complexion: "Make a record, when have I ever deceived you?"

Xiao Ying looked up and thought for a moment. It seemed true, then she became happy, swinging the Pink Poli around in the Black Mist to express her joy.

From afar, the Pink Poli was occasionally flung out of the Black Mist, emitting cheerful "Poli-li" sounds.

The next second, it was pulled back into the Black Mist by the playful Xiao Ying, its voice isolated.

"These two guys, so carefree."

Li Zheng shook his head helplessly and walked over to Xiao Siyuan and the others.

"What's wrong with her?"

Xiao Siyuan was taking care of Lin Fengjiao. Judging from the blood spilling from her nose and mouth, the situation wasn't optimistic.

Xiao Siyuan was busy pouring Black Water into Lin Fengjiao and renting a Nanorobot for her to consume, intermittently checking her pulse, sweating profusely from the effort.

"Not sure, she just suddenly became like this. Can't find the cause."

Li Zheng stared at Lin Fengjiao for a while. Even Lao Pu had no reaction. It was only then he remembered he was still inside the copy, and Lao Pu was suppressed by the Terminal.

He said repeatedly, "Then what are we waiting for? I'll give you everything so you can take her back for healing first."

As he spoke, Li Zheng operated quickly, transferring all copy proceeds to Xiao Siyuan's name, preparing to draw and leave.

Lin Fengjiao suddenly raised her hand, letting out a weak voice: "I'm fine, it's an old issue, unrelated to the injury."

Xiao Siyuan asked, "Does this happen to you often?"

Lin Fengjiao shook her head: "Occasionally, I'll be fine after a rest."

Saying that, she lay quietly, not speaking anymore.

Seeing this, Xiao Siyuan had no choice but to leave her be, and then he turned to look at Li Zheng: "What about you? Are you injured?"

"No." Li Zheng smiled confidently, putting away the Exoskeleton Armor.

Xiao Siyuan wasn't assured and proceeded to check him.

Finished, Lao Xiao admired, "You're truly amazing, able to take on a Diamond Level BOSS on your own.

I guess there's no other player as strong as you in the entire Matrix, huh?"

Li Zheng humbly smiled, "Among billions of players, who can say for sure?

I think Zhan Zhouzhou is not much inferior to me."

"That girl? I think even if she could defeat a Diamond Level BOSS, she wouldn't do it as quickly and unharmed as you."

Xiao Siyuan scrutinized Li Zheng, showing a strange expression: "Why do I feel like your demeanor has changed from before?"

"Oh?"

Li Zheng asked him, "In what way have I changed?"

Lao Xiao circled him twice before saying, "When we first met, you felt like an ordinary person, with a hint of softness in your eyes."

"How about now?"

"Now you exude much more killing intent, standing before you, I sometimes even think you're a psychotic killer." Xiao Siyuan said, then suddenly remembered something, showing an apologetic expression.

He realized that over the past days, many red-named players had died at Li Zheng's hands.

Some suffered considerable torment before dying.

In some way, calling Li Zheng a "psychotic killer" wasn't entirely wrong.

Li Zheng didn't mind this, only recalling how those two players cringed in fear before him earlier, feeling somewhat depressed.

"So, they were scared out of their wits because of the so-called killing intent on me?"

Everything he did was supposed to be for the ordinary players, but instead, it resulted in their fear toward him.

This deviated far from Li Zheng's original intent.

Xiao Siyuan added, "It's not entirely that; you also have a somewhat violent air about you."

"Violent?" Li Zheng reflected on the process of confronting red-named players these past days, suddenly realizing he always had a strong urge to dismember them whenever encountering reds.

This impulse didn't occur when facing Lin Fan and Lin Feng.

Until he met Gangban Rihuan…

Xiao Siyuan suggested, "How about taking a break from dealing with red names for a couple of days to relax your mind?"

"To be honest, I'm worried if you keep going like this, you might end up with PTSD one day."

"..."

Li Zheng thought what Xiao Siyuan said made sense, and he wanted to take his advice and relax for a couple of days.

But then he thought about how many players might die at the hands of red names during this period, and a feeling of restlessness grew within him.

Xiao Siyuan noticed his concern: "Actually, these matters shouldn't be shouldered by you alone. The player base is too vast, how could you possibly know how many red-name players there are?

Any of the billion players could turn red name. Relying on your strength alone is ultimately a drop in the bucket."

Li Zheng understood this reasoning well.

Possibly at this very moment, another ordinary player in the Matrix had fallen victim to a red name.

Or perhaps a new red-name player had emerged.

Human desire knows no bounds.

As long as human nature remains unchanged, reds won't be eradicated.

Of course, this internal conflict within the same race can't be entirely blamed on "human nature."

As Luo Aiman said, humanity on Earth was not the first wave of players to enter the Matrix.

How many generations of players there were before, Li Zheng did not know.

But one thing was the same.

They all had Bloodies among them.

At this moment, Li Zheng suddenly wondered if there ever was a player who, like himself now, voluntarily opposed all red names?

If there was, how did they do it?

Had they achieved their goal?