106: Chapter 106: Top-Tier Equipment Dropped

Three people were sprinting down the corridor.

Wang Lin said to the two of them, "Split up and run."

Su Wan and Shen Yuan were stunned for a moment, then looked back at him simultaneously.

Wang Lin explained, "Split up. Whoever he chases will just have to accept their bad luck."

"The other two will find a chance to circle behind and launch a sneak attack."

Shen Yuan's eyes lit up, "Understood."

Su Wan also nodded.

A fork in the road appeared ahead.

Without hesitation, Wang Lin ran into the left path.

Su Wan and Shen Yuan ran into the right path.

The pursuer behind them reached the fork and stopped.

"Split up? Interesting."

"I'll deal with the most useless one first, then handle the two LV5s."

After saying this, he chased after Wang Lin, and looking at the fleeing Wang Lin in front of him, he said:

"Kid, do you think you can get away? Your Speed is a joke in front of me!"

"Weren't you looking down on me just now? Why are you running away now?"

Wang Lin did not look back, nor did he speak.

His mind was constantly considering countermeasures.

"Run, run! I love chasing prey the most!"

"The faster you run, the more excited I get!"

A room appeared ahead, and Wang Lin immediately turned into it.

The room was large and piled with things.

Cabinets, crates, instruments, pipes.

He rushed into the room, hid behind a cabinet, held his breath, and remained motionless.

The person chased into the room.

Footsteps echoed in the room.

"Hiding? I love playing hide-and-seek."

The man scanned the room, then walked to the innermost pipe and stopped for a moment, peeking inside.

It was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything, so he turned around and started searching the room.

He opened a cabinet, but it was empty.

He opened a crate, but it contained some broken instruments.

He searched through everything but didn't find Wang Lin: "Kid, you're hiding pretty well."

He started walking toward the cabinet where Wang Lin was hiding.

Wang Lin curled up inside the cabinet, holding his breath, motionless.

His hand pressed against his space ring, ready to take out his laser sword at any moment.

He was waiting; he wanted to strike the moment that person opened the cabinet door,

to smash his mask with one punch, kick away his pistol with one kick, and wrap a Tentacle around his neck.

Wang Lin had calculated the distance, the angle, and the force.

He just needed the person to walk two more steps closer; two steps would be enough.

But the person did not walk closer.

He stopped three zhang away—nine meters.

Wang Lin was not confident at this distance.

Wang Lin's heart sank as the man opposite him raised his pistol and aimed at the cabinet.

Wang Lin did not move; he could not strike without absolute certainty.

The first shot.

Blue light shot out from the muzzle, piercing through the cabinet door and piercing through Wang Lin's shoulder.

Wang Lin's body jolted violently; he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

His fingers gripped the space ring tighter, but he did not move.

The second shot.

Blue light pierced through the cabinet door again, and wood splinters flew everywhere.

It pierced through Wang Lin's abdomen.

Wang Lin's body jolted violently again, swallowing the scream that had reached his throat.

The third shot.

It pierced through the cabinet door again, piercing through Wang Lin's thigh.

Wang Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and his body was trembling.

But he did not move, his hand still pressed on the space ring.

After three shots, there was no movement in the cabinet.

No screams, no groans.

The man frowned slightly.

"No one here? Did I miss?"

However, the moment he turned around, the cabinet door exploded.

Wang Lin rushed out of the cabinet in an instant.

His right hand clenched into a fist, activating [Vajra Transformation].

His fist smashed toward the man's face, carrying the anger he had been accumulating for a long time.

The man was shocked; he never expected that a living person was actually hiding in the cabinet.

His body dodged to the side within a fraction of a second, and Wang Lin's fist grazed past his ear.

He raised his left hand, aiming the plasma pistol at Wang Lin's chest, blue light flickering at the muzzle.

Wang Lin extended his left hand, his palm split open, and a Tentacle emerged from his palm, wrapping around the man's wrist and twisting it with force.

"Snap!"

The sound of bone cracking rang out.

The man's wrist twisted at an eerie angle, and the plasma pistol fell to the ground.

His scream was squeezed from his throat.

His body retreated to the wall, clutching his wrist.

He didn't understand why a LV3 kid could still stand up after taking three shots from him while in the cabinet.

Why had his wounds healed? This was completely illogical.

Activating [Shadow Shapeshifting] causes mental fluctuations, but [Regeneration] is a passive skill and has no mental fluctuations.

"You... how could you be there?"

Wang Lin did not answer; a dozen Tentacles exploded from behind him, lashing out at the man.

The man did not retreat, nor was there anywhere left to retreat.

He raised his left hand, trying to block those Tentacles, but he only had one hand, while Wang Lin had over a dozen.

The Tentacles lashed against his arm, his chest, and his face.

The sound of metal colliding rang out, sparks flying in strings.

His body was knocked off balance, but the exoskeleton armor was too hard; the Tentacles only left white marks when they struck.

It couldn't be shattered, couldn't be pierced.

Wang Lin did not stop.

His right hand reached into his space ring and took out the laser sword.

He pressed the button on the hilt, the light blade lit up, and he thrust it toward the man's chest.

The man did not dodge because he couldn't.

His body was wrapped by the Tentacles, bound tightly.

The laser sword pierced into his chest; the exoskeleton armor was like paper in front of the laser sword.

The man's scream rang out, and his body began to tremble violently.

He looked down at his chest, his voice squeezed from his throat: "You... you can't kill me..."

"I am from the Circus... if you kill me... the Circus won't let you go..."

Wang Lin looked at him, his expression very calm: "The Circus? None of my business."

He twisted his right hand, and the laser sword rotated in the man's chest.

The man's body stiffened violently, then went limp, collapsing to the ground and moving no more.

Wang Lin retracted the laser sword, retracted the Tentacles, took a step back, and looked down at the corpse on the ground.

"Haha, finally looted some equipment, and it's top-tier equipment."

"It's a pity. Such a good turtle shell, ruined by me."

Suddenly, Wang Lin noticed a faint light.

It seeped out from the cracks in the shattered exoskeleton armor, flowing slowly like glowing threads.

He squatted down, leaned close to the shattered armor, and looked carefully.

Those silver-white light threads moved through the cracks, pulling the shattered edges together, connecting them, stitching them.

The cracks were shrinking bit by bit; although very slow, they were definitely shrinking.

Wang Lin's eyes lit up: "Self-repair? Good stuff."

"I just don't know what material it's made of."

At this moment, footsteps came from behind.