52: Fudge's aftermath

Babel Tower — Control Room.

Chen Yu's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Liu Yan, who had his back to him and remained silent.

Liu Yan was trembling all over from the pain at this moment, but he clenched his teeth tightly, trying his best to stay conscious.

However, the pain from his full-body fractures had pushed Liu Yan to the brink of fainting.

“Hmph, at least you have some backbone.” Chen Yu slowly stood up.

The pleasure derived from torture came from the other party's heartbreaking screams and pleas for mercy.

Liu Yan, who was just silently trembling like a ricocheting bullet in front of him, made Chen Yu completely lose the desire to continue playing.

“You'll be a cripple for the rest of your life. Next life, remember to be more careful.”

As his words fell, Chen Yu raised his m14 marksman rifle and aimed it at Liu Yan's spine.

Liu Yan, on the verge of fainting, heard the slight rustling sound of Chen Yu's arm clothing and armor rubbing against each other as he raised his gun.

Immediately, Liu Yan took a deep breath to adjust his state, forcibly endured the pain, and ensured his body wouldn't tremble from it.

This way, from the moment Chen Yu raised his gun to aim until he fired, he could roughly predict the shot.

At this distance, it would only take 0.1 seconds from firing to the bullet hitting his spine.

0.

Whoosh — — — — —!!!!

Bang bang bang bang — — — —!!!!

The gunshots and the power propulsion device sounded almost simultaneously!

Liu Yan instantly flew backward at an angle, and this angle caused all of Chen Yu's bullets to hit his left shoulder!

And Liu Yan, with his entire body fractured, would not have survived even if his shoulder took four shots.

Chen Yu turned his head, looking in astonishment at the corpse lying on the stairs, which had now become a Pseudo-human corpse.

In a daze, Chen Yu seemed to see Liu Yan, as he flew backward past him, flashing a mocking smile at him.

He was declaring war on him?!

Even though he was in such a pathetic state, he still dared to provoke him?

Prominent blue veins popped up on Chen Yu's forehead! He couldn't help but grip his m14 marksman rifle tightly.

Chen Yu, who had been so sure of victory, never expected that Liu Yan, with all his limbs fractured, almost like a human pig, could still struggle.

“It was just now…” Chen Yu's pupils instantly constricted.

He suddenly stopped trembling just now to make it easier for him to aim at his spine?

What a joke?

A strong sense of frustration rose in Chen Yu's heart; he was clearly the victor, yet it felt as if he had lost terribly… School Conference Hall.

“Who can tell me what just happened? Was God Yan preparing a last-ditch effort to ram the opponent to death?”

“Come on, I think it was just a flash-teleport to his grave. I really thought he was amazing, but it seems he was just lucky before. He can't handle it when he meets someone truly strong.”

“This is also good news. Isn't the graduation assessment about ganging up on him? If he's only at this level, then this year's assessment will probably be the easiest in history!”

“Bullshit, didn't you see the special item in that person's hand? God Yan shot him twice, but the bullets all stopped. This clearly means a special item saved him, otherwise how many times would he have died?”

“Then explain, what was he doing flashing to his grave for?”

“Exactly, what else could it be if not scared silly?”

The arguments in the conference hall grew louder, and Liu Yan's defeat also gave some people a reason to badmouth him.

Principal Wang, unexpectedly, did not try to discipline the students, but merely stared blankly at the large screen, which had no picture anymore.

Seeing this, some sensible teachers voluntarily began to maintain order in the hall, while also conducting on-site teaching based on the previous content.

“He… this…”

Principal Wang hesitated several times, wanting to speak, but finally a faint smile appeared on his lips as he shook his head and murmured, “My worries were unnecessary. Our school has an extraordinary genius.”

Teacher Qi looked at Principal Wang, who was staring at the screen alone, and couldn't help but walk over and say, “Principal Wang, send someone to bring Liu Yan back. And also the ECMO you just promised…”

Principal Wang turned his head to look at Teacher Qi's worried expression, smiled, and shook his head:

“If he wants to come back, couldn't he just come back himself?”

Teacher Qi's brows furrowed tighter, but constrained by Principal Wang's promise of ECMO, he resisted the urge to act again, suppressing his anger and saying:

“But he can't walk back by himself now! Are you going to let him just lie there?”

Principal Wang burst into laughter at this, which made Teacher Qi's brows furrow even deeper, wondering if Principal Wang had taken the wrong medicine.

“You've been a teacher for so many years, and you still haven't figured this out?”

Teacher Qi frowned and shook his head.

Seeing this, Principal Wang said:

“I really don't know what kind of dumb luck you have to encounter such a genius.”

“Although I also don't know how he managed to precisely grasp the timing of the opponent's shot, he indeed used the power propulsion device at that very moment to change the part of his body that was hit.”

“The sequelae of a shoulder injury are not serious. Consider it a lesson for him. As for ECMO, I will naturally send it to him when the time comes. Such a talented student fully deserves my treasured collection.”

…Third District.

Fuji and Liu Yan were less than 5 meters apart, both being rescued by medical personnel, while on the other side, several other individuals were lying scattered, also being rescued.

Such incidents were commonplace in the Third District.

For The Authorities, every operative with the strength and courage to enter confidential missions was incredibly valuable.

Since the advent of this world, countless people have flocked to the Third District, but The Authorities have been unable to explain the information gathered within the Third District or why it appeared out of nowhere.

The only thing The Authorities could do was establish schools and companies at various entrances to the Third District.

Every operative capable of entering the Third District required years of training; if they died here, it would undoubtedly be a huge loss for The Authorities.

The continuous influx of operatives entering and bringing out items that flow into the market has also significantly improved the quality of life in this world.

As for the mutual killing among operatives in confidential missions, The Authorities tacitly approved it.

The reason for this tacit approval was cruel, but also realistic.

Only this way could the vast numbers of people pouring into the Third District, hoping to earn a small fortune, be completely filtered out.

Ultimately, only the seasoned strong would remain.

“Ah — —!”

Fuji instantly sat up, startling the medical personnel beside him.

At this moment, Fuji's expression was incredibly terrified, and he hadn't yet emerged from the fear of death.

A moment later, the terror on Fuji's face gradually disappeared, replaced by the innocence and bewilderment of someone who had not experienced much of the world.

“Hehehe… so many angel sisters, I've really arrived in heaven! I'm here to find my dad!”

The medical personnel nearby shook their heads at the sight.

After his silly laughter, Fuji looked around in confusion, then burst into loud sobs.

“Waaah, Dad, where are you?”