There is One New Rule Every Month Globally

Gao Yiming.

A somewhat unfamiliar name, it seemed like he was a company boss who had sent people to capture him once after the apocalypse descended, but then there was silence.

Hmm, I'll slaughter him after dinner.

After making the decision casually, Chen Yi stopped paying attention to the matter. There was another person in Black Trench City waiting to be slaughtered anyway; he would take care of it after finishing his meal.

An hour and a half later.

"Phew!"

Tuberculosis Rabbit exhaled deeply, slouching in his chair with a lack of image and gazing at the ceiling with a vacant look, "I don't want to eat hotpot again within a month; it's too greasy."

"Let's eat something light for a while."

"Or, Yi, should we maybe check on the neighbors upstairs? Their cooking is quite tasty, and if we give them some Points every month and have them deliver meals to us daily, that should be good for them too."

"After all, getting Points from us is much easier than fighting monsters outside the city."

"That..."

Jiaye hesitated and spoke uncertainly, "How about I deliver meals to you guys every day? I can cook."

"You can cook?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit was momentarily stunned, then suddenly perked up, his eyes shining brightly as he sat up, "Well, that would be great, but we still need to see what Yi thinks."

"No."

Chen Yi shook his head, "There's also some distance between where you live and where we live. It would be quite troublesome to do this every day, not necessary."

"Okay then."

Jiaye lowered her head; there was no disappointment in her eyes but rather a slight excitement.

After Tuberculosis Rabbit's suggestion, she had just come up with a fantastic idea. Why not just move next to Yi's place?

With Tie Chui around, who would dare not to free up a room for her?

I'll beat you up.

...

After the meal.

Chen Yi and his companion said goodbye to Jiaye, driving the sled to hover above Yancheng, landing on the rooftop of a tall building.

"That office building opposite is Gao Yiming's."

Tuberculosis Rabbit stood at the edge of the rooftop, looking towards the office building across and introduced, "However, after the apocalypse arrived, the office building lost its original commercial attributes and is basically a residential building now."

"It's unclear whether Gao Yiming will come here."

"To find one person among so many players in Yancheng, honestly speaking, it's actually a bit troublesome, probably even the Law Enforcement Bureau would find it hard to precisely locate a person here now."

However, just then—

They suddenly saw a man in a suit holding a wine glass, slowly walking in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the opposite building, looking down outside.

"..."

Tuberculosis Rabbit stood silently with a peculiar expression, not knowing what to say.

"Is that man Gao Yiming?"

Chen Yi looked down at the photo in his hand, then raised his head to look at the young man in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, comparing carefully.

"It seems like it is."

Tuberculosis Rabbit didn't know what opinion to express for a moment. He hadn't expected to find the man so quickly, nor why the man would stay in the office building after the apocalypse descended.

But anyway, they had found him.

Now the question was what to do about it.

"If we crash the sled directly into it, a lot of bystanders are going to die."

Tuberculosis Rabbit looked at the pedestrians around the building with his tongue in cheek. They could indeed control the sled and roll over with that 30-meter-long blade, but then countless pieces of debris and concrete bricks would shoot down from high, like bullets.

It would likely kill quite a few bystanders.

"No need for such trouble."

Chen Yi stood still, changed his Christmas Cane back into the Snow Eagle Sniper Rifle in his hand, activated the Septagon Badge, aimed at the young man beside the window, and gently pulled the trigger.

Hundreds of barrels suddenly appeared beside him.

"Bang!"

A hundred gunshots merged into one, echoing heavily on the rooftop.

A hundred bullets, each trailing a dark glow like a comet, shattered the glass and headed straight for the young man's chest...

Then, Tuberculosis Rabbit saw the young man who had been standing by the floor-to-ceiling window suddenly vanish on the spot, and when he reappeared with a flash, he had actually dodged the bullets and was now on the roof of the building.

His eyes held a trace of fear and anger as he looked towards them.

"Yo, he's not dead?"

Tuberculosis Rabbit was a bit surprised. He hadn't expected the man to have the ability to teleport and managed to dodge the bullets and run to the rooftop. He immediately jumped into the sled, ready to throttle down.

But just then—

The bullets that had apparently missed suddenly turned around and burst out from the top floor, shooting straight at Gao Yiming's chest on the rooftop.

"Thump!"

Until they hit!

Gao Yiming, who had just been standing on the rooftop of the office building, exploded into a mist of blood in the air.

"..."

Watching the scene unfold before him, Tuberculosis Rabbit suddenly fell silent and turned to look at Yi. "Yi, your bullets can turn corners now? How come I didn't know?"

"I didn't know before either."

Chen Yi shook his head. "Let's go and take a look," he said.

Only then did he step onto the sleigh.

He knew that his Septagon Badge had a prop effect that ensured all bullets would definitely hit the enemy's heart, which was akin to a damage-locking effect, but what he was unclear about was whether this effect also came with a tracking ability.

This wasn't clearly indicated in the prop effects.

And how it determined the effect was also unknown.

Could it be that even if he fired the gun into the sky, the bullets would still track and shoot into an enemy's heart?

Later on, when he got to Black Trench City, he would experiment with that guy called Wang Yimei to see what the situation was. His name was too hard to remember.

He only knew this was a man who smiled at him on the surface but constantly cursed him in his heart.

Such men often tended to do harm behind others' backs.

Maybe one day in the future, something bad might come from this guy's hands.

It was better to eliminate him early and thereby remove a potential security hazard ahead of time.

...

"Here."

Tuberculosis Rabbit stood atop the rooftop of an office building, picked up a prop from the bloodied ground, carefully wiped it several times with a handkerchief from his pocket, and then handed the prop over to Yi.

"A few props dropped. The probability for props to drop is too low; almost none fall out of the backpack. Only the props that are carried have a higher chance of dropping."

"That Gao Yiming must have survived thanks to this prop."

'Prop Name': Extreme Escape +16.

'Prop Level': C grade.

'Prop Effect': When you are about to receive a fatal strike, this prop will activate automatically and teleport you to any random point within a hundred meters.

'Enhancement Direction': Number of uses!

'Prop Limitation': Number of uses (4/7).

'Prop Introduction': "Survive!!!"

Chen Yi looked thoughtfully at the prop in his hand. It was a great life-saving prop with a total of seven uses; Gao Yiming had used it four times, meaning it could be used three more times.

It was also a C-grade prop enhanced to +16.

The enhancement limit for C-grade props is +16.

The limit for B-grade props is +21, for D-grade it is +12, and for E-grade, it is +6.

As for the enhancement limit of A-grade props, he was not sure.

At that moment, there was an additional piece of information on the props panel.

'+6 Enhancement Special Effect: Retrospective Gaze.' Upon being killed, you will turn into nothingness, circling above your body for 30 minutes. During this time, you can take one last look at the world that bore you and reflect on your life, so you can die peacefully without regrets.'

'+12 and +16 Enhancements, the Special Effects title seemed to be covered by some dust, which might be removed using a "clean grey stone" to see the Special Effects title.'

The +6 enhancement special effect of this prop, aside from whether it was of any use.

Just the +12 and +16 enhancement special effects, covered by dust and requiring a "clean grey stone" to remove the dust and reveal the title effect, was information he had seen in many places.

For instance, his own 'Septagon Badge,' 'Snow Eagle Sniper Rifle,' and Tuberculosis Rabbit's 'Red Moon Claw Knife.'

All these props were fully enhanced, but only the +6 special effect could be viewed; the other special effects were obscured, and only a "clean grey stone" could reveal them.

Different levels of props have different enhancement limits, which also determines how many special effects a prop can have.

For example, his 'Snow Eagle Sniper Rifle +21' was enhanced to four tiers: +6, +12, +16, +21.

In theory, it should have four special effects, but only the +6 enhancement special effect is visible; the remaining three tiers of special effects are covered by dust.

Such crappy settings.

A prop panel covered by dust? What kind of dust is that powerful?

Even if they said it was obscured by an unknown mysterious force, he could accept it, but to come up with dust...

He had seen this text elsewhere as well.

That was the 'Great Demon King' title he obtained from the world boss event. The special effect of that title was also obscured by dust and required a "clean grey stone" to be revealed.

But neither in the points store from the world boss event nor in the Points Store did he find this prop.

He was also unclear about the production path of the "clean grey stone."

It meant that many of his fully enhanced props were not able to exhibit their full power.

Chen Yi shook his head and said nothing more, instead handing the prop back to Tuberculosis Rabbit. "You keep this prop. You don't have any means of self-defense, and with this prop, you will have an extra means of survival."

"Yi..."

Tuberculosis Rabbit initially looked at Yi with a feigned expression of gratitude and then, upon seeing Yi's displeased expression, retracted his poor act. "You take it, Yi. I'm really careful and always hide behind you, so I'm hardly in any danger."

"If there really is a danger you can't handle, Yi, having this prop won't do me any good."

"At best, like Gao Yiming, I'll just change locations before I die, finding a good spot with nice feng shui for my grave."

"No need."

Chen Yi shook his head, unwilling to elaborate further on this matter, and continued to look down at the few remaining props in his arms. "I have that man's vest defensive prop; it's enough for me." Find exclusive stories on empire