88: You don't seem to know us

Under the gaze of Fuji and Zhao Chuang, Liu Yan's eyes gradually changed.

"How do you feel..."

Hearing their voices, Liu Yan's eyes narrowed, and he instantly made a move.

Swish—!!

At a speed they couldn't react to, Liu Yan's right hand snatched the m250 general-purpose machine gun from Fuji's back.

At the same time, Liu Yan's left hand took the awm sniper rifle from his own back.

Immediately after, he crossed his arms, aiming the m250 in his right hand at Zhao Chuang on his left side.

The awm sniper rifle in his left hand was aimed at Fuji on his right side.

Bang—!!!

Thump thump thump—!!!!

Bang—

Bang—

The bodies of Fuji and Zhao Chuang fell heavily to the ground.

From the moment Fuji opened his mouth to ask, until their deaths, only 0.35 seconds passed.

The two were instantly killed, not even realizing what had happened, their faces still showing anticipation.

After killing the two, Liu Yan slowly stood up and walked out of the Babel Tower... 1 minute later.

Liu Yan suddenly woke up with a start.

"Did you see clearly..."

"How did I get out??" Liu Yan looked around in confusion.

He was currently standing in front of the Babel Tower, with several dead Hafke Soldiers lying around him.

He looked around but didn't see Fuji or Zhao Chuang.

"Brother Ji, Zhao Chuang, where are you?" Liu Yan asked into the microphone in his helmet, lowering his head.

But he waited a long time without receiving a reply from either of them.

With doubts, Liu Yan returned to the Medical Zone.

It was too quiet the whole way.

"Brother Ji! Zhao Chuang!" As he passed a stairwell corner, Liu Yan's pupils instantly widened, and he rushed forward.

The two had already died once before... in a downed state in the game... if they died, they couldn't be rescued.

Liu Yan felt his heart rate quicken.

But their bodies hadn't turned into Pseudo-humans, which meant they hadn't become a 'box' in the game.

"It should still be possible.." Liu Yan walked over and inserted a medical kit into Fuji's body.

Beep beep—beep beep—

"Ugh ah—!"

"Damn it! What happened? Did I die again?"

Liu Yan shook his head, walked over, and rescued Zhao Chuang in the same way. Seeing that they were fine, Liu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ugh ah—!"

After the two took painkillers, the pain also dissipated.

"What exactly happened just now?" Liu Yan asked them with a frown.

After the pain disappeared, Fuji and Zhao Chuang began to recall what happened after Liu Yan drank the champagne.

As the 0.35-second scene gradually formed in their minds, a hint of fear entered their eyes as they looked at Liu Yan.

"Brother Yan.. you just snatched Brother Ji's gun and instantly shot both of us dead," Zhao Chuang said, swallowing hard.

"What?" Liu Yan frowned.

"Yes, it was too fast. Even at the very end, I didn't react," Fuji added from the side.

"But I saw your eyes... they were very dangerous."

"If I had to describe it, it would probably be..." Fuji scratched his head and frowned, thinking for a while.

"Sorry, I can't describe it either. I've never seen anything like it."

Finally, Fuji sighed helplessly and continued:

"However, I could feel the weariness in those eyes."

"What exactly is going on? What scene did you see this time?"

Zhao Chuang also reminded him at this moment:

"Oh, and you didn't seem to recognize us just now."

After hearing them speak, Liu Yan felt his mind was a jumbled mess.

What was all this?

Leaning against the wall in the corridor of the Babel Tower's Medical Zone, Liu Yan slowly spoke, stroking his chin:

"The scene just now had a bit more than the first time..."

In the first scene, after Liu Yan turned his head, he was bombed to death by countless missiles from the sky.

After dying, Liu Yan opened his eyes and found himself lying in Bakshi... He got up and looked up, seeing a figure in a wingsuit flying away from the top of the Babel Tower.

Bang—!!!!

Accompanied by a sharp pain in the back of his head, Liu Yan died again.

There was almost no other information, having experienced death twice.

Liu Yan recounted everything he had seen and felt to the two of them.

After listening, Fuji pondered for a moment, then suddenly understood, grabbing Liu Yan's shoulder.

"I know! I've figured it all out!"

"Really?" Liu Yan looked at Fuji in surprise.

Fuji cleared his throat and began his analysis:

"You were holding the heart of africa because I had shown you the blueprint before, so subconsciously, you were interested in it!"

"You said, 'Brother, take care,' because Zhao Chuang said it to you before he died!"

"The scene of you turning your head is even simpler; it's because you're worried that such a scene will happen soon!"

After Fuji finished speaking, he looked at them with a confident expression.

With Fuji's analysis, Zhao Chuang also suddenly understood and quickly said:

"That's right, Brother Yan! I know why the later scene happened. Didn't you die in Bakshi before!"

"That time when you teamed up with Lin Han and Guo Li! The time they framed you!"

As he spoke, Zhao Chuang even reached out and touched the spot on the back of Liu Yan's head where hair was missing due to a scar.

"See, it all fits."

Liu Yan suddenly stiffened as if he had been electrocuted!

Fuji's words seemed logical, but in reality, they had no reference value.

But Zhao Chuang's words reminded Liu Yan.

If the two scenes were combined... could it be that after dying in the first scene, he transmigrated to Bakshi?

Liu Yan shook his head; he clearly remembered that on the day he transmigrated, he was in class.

Wait!

Liu Yan suddenly widened his eyes and touched the scar on the back of his head.

His memory... if the scene was what he truly experienced, after dying, he transmigrated here.

At the same time, he was shot in the back of the head, thus causing sequelae related to memory... The more Liu Yan thought about it, the more confused his mind became.

"Let's go loot the spoils first," Liu Yan said to the two with a frown.

He didn't want to overthink this.

Currently, there was only this much known information, and too many inconsistencies.

Perhaps if he found champagne again later, there might be more scenes.

And even if he figured it out now, it might not be accurate.

Perhaps he would only know the answer on the day he touched the heart of africa?

Liu Yan shook his head helplessly.

Fuji and Zhao Chuang, seeing that Liu Yan didn't want to continue the topic, also didn't say anything more.

The two got up and began to loot the spoils everywhere.

"This round is really rich; so many Level 6 sets, and so many Level 6 bullets!"

Fuji became more surprised the more he rummaged through his backpack.

Most of the bodies' equipment had been largely sorted by the three earlier.

Greatly reducing their workload.

"It's indeed rich, but it's also really dangerous," Zhao Chuang said with lingering fear.

"Oh, and Zhao Chuang, there's another body over there," Liu Yan reminded him, pointing into the distance.

When the four of them were inverted together, the enemy who was knocked away by Zhao Chuang's shield was then sent flying again by the impact of his awm sniper rifle.

That person was carrying a powerful vacuum cleaner!