NOVEL WEB Chapter 134: "Why hasn't the map ended yet?
After emerging from the map, Chen Yi first scanned his surroundings and did not spot any trace of the Tuberculosis Rabbit.
He couldn't help but feel some inward anxiety, uncertain about the situation.
However, now was not the time to think about that.
"Prop Name": All-Purpose Bandage.
"Prop Level": D Level.
"Prop Restriction": One-time use.
"Prop Effect": Wrap the bandage around the wound, and the wound will heal very quickly, provided there is no debris inside the wound, such as shrapnel. It must be removed beforehand.
"Prop Introduction": "Make do with it."
There were a total of four, obtained previously, but he had forgotten specifically where he got them from; he just tossed them into his backpack.
Since he had never been injured before, he didn't pay much attention to it, but unexpectedly, he got hurt on this map.
Chen Yi first cleaned his wounds with antiseptic, then wrapped his right chest and right leg with the bandages, using a total of two bandages.
With doubled physical strength, although it still took some effort to remove the animal trap, he eventually did it.
He then heaved a sigh of relief, changed into a clean outfit, and looked completely uninjured from the outside; the bandage's effect was quite good too.
It had only been wrapped for a few minutes when he started to feel an itch on the wound, and he could even faintly sense the granulation tissue at the wound site growing rapidly, and the flesh knitting back together bit by bit.
Only then did he have time to look at the map evaluation.
"Map Evaluation": You are not a qualified spy. A spy should rationally use his ability to pass crucial information back to his own camp to mislead players from the hostile camp, then use the ability to pass through walls to create an alibi to confuse one's identity.
Therefore, you have earned the title "Reckless Spy."
"Map Reward": Clean grey stone x1, 5000 Points, Level 2 Enhancement Stone x10, Random C-Level Prop Chest x1.
No doubt about it, the rewards were quite generous.
Especially that clean grey stone, which he was seeing produced for the first time.
He had several props in his arms that needed a clean grey stone to unlock new effects, such as those props that were fully enhanced, and then there was that World Boss activity Title Effect.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Yi eventually decided to use the clean grey stone on the Title first. After all, using it on any prop would only unlock one Enhancement Effect and would not unlock all the Enhancement Effects completely.
It was better to use it on the Title, which at least meant that this Title would not need a clean grey stone in the future.
Then he looked at the Title "Great Demon King" in his personal panel, confirmed without hesitation the use of the clean grey stone, and applied it to the Title, Great Demon King.
Soon enough.
The special effects of the Great Demon King title materialized before him.
"Title Name": Great Demon King!
"Title Level": Red.
"Title Effect": As the Great Demon King, you should have the aura of one. You can reject all compulsory invitations without any cost, and can spend 1000 Points to help your friends equally reject compulsory invitations.
"Title Source": Earned by dealing the most damage and killing the final boss during the "World Boss" activity.
Looking at the effect of this title, Chen Yi was momentarily stunned, a hint of pleasure and surprise flashing in his eyes.
Can reject all compulsory invitations?
This was extremely useful for him.
He had been summoned to a map twice against his will, once by Zhou Ping who forced him into a map where the Insect Race was invading—though he was not hurt that time and even received some rewards, he was still annoyed by the involuntary nature of the summons.
It's like he actually likes eating hot pot, but if someone forces him to eat hot pot with some kind of prop, he would be very displeased.
I'm doing this because I want to, but if you force me, then we'll have to see if your life is tough enough.
So after that map was over, he made his first move to send that Zhou Ping to Hell.
The second time was when Gao Yiming, after his death, pulled him into this Werewolf Kill map—a map where no player could use Skills, and also the first time he got such a serious injury. Although Gao Yiming was already dead, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
It was clear that the anger was not something he could easily swallow.
He had to vent it, or he'd be very uncomfortable.
Although the rewards were not bad, he still greatly disliked being forcibly invited to a map, especially ones that were disadvantageous to him.
With this title, he wouldn't have to worry about being forcibly dragged into a map in the future.
And spending Points could also help others evade compulsory invitations, so he no longer needed to be concerned about Tuberculosis Rabbit being compelled into some death-trap map.
The remainder of the Points and Enhancement Stone rewards were, to say the least, better than nothing. The random C-Level Prop Chest yielded a prop that was quite useful in special moments, a lifestyle prop, which might come in handy later on.
As for this awarded title, it was somewhat interesting.
"Title Name": Reckless Spy!
"Title Level": Purple.
"Title Effect": When you stand still in one place for ten seconds without any action, everyone around you will subconsciously overlook your presence, but those with special props or a stronger will might still take notice of you.
"Title Source": Earned in the "Werewolf Kill" map for single-handedly killing all players from the hostile camp while acting as a spy.
An invisibility title.
Quite interesting under certain circumstances.
After Chen Yi finished up everything, he lit a cigarette and stood by the window with a burning crimson at his fingertips, silently gazing into the distance against the dimming sky without speaking.
He was still somewhat worried about Tuberculosis Rabbit.
And... he knew there were Hell Players in that urban map.
Players who arrive in the afterworld after death become Hell Players, and there is interaction between them; in some maps, Hell Players might exist.
If a Hell Player kills ten ordinary players on a map, they can be resurrected.
This means Gao Yiming must have become some kind of Hell Player.
Since Hell Players can come here, then he must also have a way to go to hell, right? He didn't know whether there was a way to go to hell and completely eliminate that Gao Yiming, erasing him from this world forever.
On one hand, it was to prevent future troubles.
On the other hand, he really couldn't swallow this affront.
He glanced at the calendar next to him; it was already June 16th. In just over ten days, it would be July, and he had no idea what kind of curveballs the new rules of July would throw.
Although the rules of June were torturous, at least they weren't life-threatening from a certain perspective.
Meanwhile.
He also saw the message in the chat box from Sword Without End; it had been a while.
"Uh, sorry, Yi, I might have screwed things up."
"I've searched all over Black Trench City, and I haven't seen a trace of Wang Yimei."
"Even those who know him well say they don't know where he went. I'm still looking, and I'll let you know the moment I have any news."
It was normal not to find him.
Wang Yimei had run off to this map; it was truly normal for him to be unfindable.
"No need, he ran over here, and I've already slaughtered him."
After Chen Yi casually replied, he frowned in thought without speaking. Without mentioning that person, he would have forgotten; probably, that guy had become some Hell Player as well and might one day encounter him again, pestering him like a rabid dog.
But how to go to hell, he really had no clear idea.
...
Meanwhile.
In the Werewolf Kill map where Tuberculosis Rabbit was, corpses were strewn everywhere.
"Hm-hm."
With a nearly burnt-out cigarette in his mouth, Tuberculosis Rabbit sauntered around the bodies with his hands in his pockets, stepping here and there indifferently, his clothes already soaked with blood. The air was thick with the scent of gore.
"Tch."
He squatted down, picked up a clot of blood with his forefinger, and as he scrutinized it, he spoke with some emotion, "Tell me, why does the blood from a dead person look just like the clots from my hemorrhoids?"
At that moment—
An anxious and puzzled voice suddenly echoed in his ears, "Why hasn't the map ended yet?"
"The other 18 players are all dead, and only the two of us, the mighty, remain."
"According to the victory conditions for the mighty, the game ends and the mighty win if there is only one or two mighty left on the map. Why hasn't it ended yet?"
"Did you not finish off someone properly? Is there someone who didn't die thoroughly? Are the 18 players not fully dead?"
Next to Tuberculosis Rabbit, a middle-aged, strong man, also clad in blood-soaked clothes, squatted unsteadily on the spot, looking anxiously at Tuberculosis Rabbit and speaking rapidly.
"I'm too gravely injured; I have to get treated immediately, there's no delay."
"You need to go and confirm that all the players we killed other than us two mighty are completely dead by giving them another stab."
"Go quickly!"
Seeing that Tuberculosis Rabbit did not move and was chatting to himself next to the bodies, the middle-aged man couldn't help but angrily shouted, "Are you fucking deaf? I told you to go and finish them off quickly, if we don't leave the map and get treated, I'm going to die here!"
"Dammit."
Finally, Tuberculosis Rabbit reacted, showing annoyance as he slowly stood up with the cigarette in his mouth. He glanced around and then fixed his gaze on the staggeringly squatted middle-aged man not far away.
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Approaching the man, he squatted down and took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaling a stream of smoke over the man's face discontentedly.
"What are you yapping about? Don't you see I'm talking with them? Don't you know I hate it when someone interrupts my chats?"
"They're all dead; what the fuck can you talk about with corpses?"
The middle-aged man was practically driven mad with irritation, his voice rising uncontrollably.
"You don't know shit; talking with the dead is the most fun, at least they don't argue with you."
Tuberculosis Rabbit glanced around somewhat uninterested, wondering how Yi was doing, then weighed the dagger in his hand and naturally stabbed it into the belly of the middle-aged man in front of him.