247: Chapter 247: Queen Jiang makes a heart shape with one hand, her heart rate soars to 70!

"Thump!"

The water splashed as a body hit the surface, sending up a massive spray of white foam in the murky, disinfectant-filled pool.

Jiang Rumu stood frozen in place, a few droplets of water hitting her back.

Three billion viewers across the entire network were glued to the panoramic big screen.

That mud-covered figure, who had been tearing along the wall, hadn't stepped on the roller at all; instead, he had plunged headfirst into the pool below!

A few bubbles gurgled up to the surface.

Then, there was absolutely no movement.

The director quickly switched to the underwater camera.

The water quality was extremely murky, reeking of pungent chemical disinfectant, and visibility was pitifully low.

In the frame, one could only see a dark, blurry human silhouette, hugging the tiles at the bottom of the pool and swimming forward using all four limbs.

The technique was extremely standard, and the swimming efficiency was ridiculously high.

No surfacing for air.

No coming up for breath.

The pool was a full fifteen meters long! After running intensely, a person's heart rate would accelerate, and oxygen consumption would be massive; it would be difficult enough to hold one's breath for ten seconds after diving, let alone swimming rapidly underwater.

Channel 001.

The black mud that had originally obscured the lens was washed away by the pool water. The image finally lit up.

The camera angle was terrifyingly steady, with the water current rushing past the lens.

The chat in the livestream stalled for a second, then exploded across the entire screen.

[Holy shit! Is that mud figure really Dean Li?!]

[Case solved! Case solved! No wonder Channel 001's screen was black just now! After falling into the swamp, he just glitched into the corner and went crazy!]

[He's been diving underwater for almost half a minute, and he didn't even spit out a bubble?! This lung capacity is insane!]

[A junior physics student from Tsinghua here to explain: Due to light refraction underwater and the turbidity, the Mechanical Doll's visual capture system can't penetrate the water surface at all! This glitch is so extreme!]

[Li Li: As long as I hold my breath long enough, the Grim Reaper won't find me!]

[Everyone else is playing Battle Royale, he's playing Stealth Assassin! This train of thought is invincible!]

Li Li was swimming underwater, his movements extremely fluid.

The [80% oxygen demand reduction] extreme physique provided by the system allowed him to remain at ease even during such intense exercise.

Coupled with the mud he had picked up in the swamp, as long as he didn't surface, the Mechanical Doll's motion capture would be blind.

He had perfectly exploited the blind spot of the rules.

Flipping a table with one's bare hands is for the reckless; exploiting loopholes in the rules is the basic operation of a high-end player.

"The hibiscus flower... has bloomed..."

The cheerful nursery rhyme rang out again.

Jiang Rumu used the strength in her long legs to continue rushing forward.

Just two steps after starting to run, a loud "splash" came from the metal ladder at the end of the pool beside her.

Li Li hooked the railing with one hand, used it to leverage himself, and pulled his entire body out of the water.

Most of the black mud had been washed away, and the [001] number plate on his left chest was eye-catching.

He shook the water droplets from his messy hair and turned his head.

Jiang Rumu happened to turn around.

Their gazes met.

The cold arrogance on Jiang Rumu's face faded completely, her eyebrows curved, and she revealed a neat set of white teeth.

She didn't stop, raised her hand to make a single-handed heart gesture at Li Li, then turned and strode away with her long legs, running extremely happily.

Her ponytail swung in a joyful arc in mid-air.

Channel 001's exclusive livestream.

The first-person camera was pointed directly at this smiling face.

The red number in the top right corner, the [59] that had been as steady as an old dog, jumped violently.

[62]

[68]

[70]!

Shen Jue was pounding his leather sofa at home, popcorn crushed all over the floor, and he kicked his cola can away directly.

"I'm dying of cuteness! Brothers, type 'perfect match' on the public screen!"

Shen Jue pointed at the giant projection screen and roared, his voice cracking.

"A man whose heart rate is 59 even when Mount Tai collapses before him! He was broken by a smile from my sister-in-law! This is true love! Gu Zeyan, what do you have to compete with?! You're not even fit to be a spare tire!"

The chat was directly flooded with pink bubbles.

[Exclusive benefit for the Battlefield Little Red Riding Hood! This smile is too sweet! Even I, a woman, am heart-fluttering!]

[Li Li: Battle Royale? No, this is my Dating Reality Show special.]

[Heart rate 70! He loves her so much! This man doesn't even blink when facing an AK47, and now his heart rate is actually accelerating!]

[Brothers, I approve of this marriage! I'll move the Civil Affairs Bureau over for them!]

Behind the competition field.

The main group was still struggling in the mud and spray zone. Screams were incessant.

Lei Zhen carried Lin Shuyin on his shoulder, wading out of the swamp.

His thighs were covered in semi-dried mud chunks, shedding debris with every step.

Lei Zhen bent down to put Lin Shuyin down and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Sister, you're clean, hurry up and run forward! I have to knock this mud off, otherwise, it'll freeze into iron lumps in a while, and these legs of mine will be useless!"

Lin Shuyin pushed her rimless glasses, the lenses reflecting a string of data.

"The rapid solidifying agent requires two minutes for a complete reaction. Your current knocking force must reach at least thirty Newtons; it is recommended to use your elbow joint for point-breaking."

After saying this, the Tsinghua genius girl didn't look back and moved forward with small, quick steps.

Her style was absolute rationality, never dragging her feet.

Lei Zhen scratched his head: "How heavy is thirty Newtons?"

Nearby, No. 154 Yin Ruoying stepped in her sneakers, struggling to cross out of the spray zone.

She turned around.

Gu Zeyan was wrapped in a hard cement shell from the waist down, bouncing forward in a twisted posture.

That meticulously styled Korean-style messy hair had become a bird's nest.

"Ruoying..." Gu Zeyan squeezed out a business-like eight-tooth smile, panting heavily, "Pull me, this mud is too heavy, I can't lift my legs."

Yin Ruoying tapped her bright red nails against her pant seam and snorted coldly.

"Pull you? I'm afraid of being dragged into the pit by your cement block. Top traffic star Gu, you can just slowly adapt to the grip here, and by the way, practice your moonwalk."

The short-drama queen turned around decisively.

Gu Zeyan was so angry his whole body trembled, his heart rate shooting toward [200].

Fifty meters away, Gu Ya and Lu Ye cooperated tacitly, steadily inserting themselves into the middle of the spray zone.

Lu Ye relied on his hardcore wilderness survival instincts to precisely avoid the areas with the highest dry ice concentration.

Gu Ya displayed the ultimate balance of a skiing champion, walking on the wet and slippery mud as if it were flat ground.

Meanwhile, the main force of the second echelon was currently stuck at the edge of the spray zone.

Everyone was frantically picking at the mud on their legs.

Boris of Team USA had a massive build, and the mud chunks on his thighs had already half-hardened.

He grew anxious, grabbed a piece of mud with both hands, and tore it off violently.

"Auuu—"

Along with the mud, he tore off skin and a patch of thick leg hair.

Blood beads welled up.

Boris's facial features scrunched up in pain, and he bounced on the spot while holding his thigh.

"The hibiscus flower... has bloomed..."

The nursery rhyme stopped abruptly!

The entire field froze!

Boris's brain crashed from the pain, and his single-legged hopping motion couldn't be stopped, causing him to jump again on the spot.

The Mechanical Doll's giant head turned.

The inorganic motion-capture eyes locked on with red light.

"Pfft!"

A tongue of fire shot out from the cliff.

An anesthetic dart hit Boris's thick neck with precision.

The Russian giant bear rolled his eyes, his two-hundred-plus-pound body crashing onto the yellow soil, kicking up a cloud of dust as he fell into a deep sleep.

Anya stopped five meters ahead, stomping her feet in anxiety, but could do nothing.

Marcus of Team USA had just knocked the mud off his lower legs, ripping off a large patch of leg hair, and hissed in pain.

He looked up.

In the very front, the backs of No. 001 and No. 930 were about to turn into two black dots.

Marcus gritted his teeth in anxiety.

"Fuck! Are those two Eastern players cheating?!" Marcus lowered his voice and roared at his teammate Sarah nearby, "You're fast, go watch that parkour girl! Don't let their people run to the front again! When necessary, give her a taste of trouble!"

Sarah was a petite parkour influencer, extremely agile, and didn't have much mud on her.

She nodded, crouched down, and silently approached Chu Lingfeng in front.

Chu Lingfeng had just taken a big detour to avoid a few small-country players running around, and was currently stopped in front of the fifteen-meter roller.

"The hibiscus flower... has bloomed..."

The nursery rhyme played.

Chu Lingfeng pushed off the ground with his right foot, preparing to jump.

Just as his center of gravity leaned forward and his muscles had just exerted force.

The nursery rhyme stopped suddenly!

The Mechanical Doll's head turned sharply.

Chu Lingfeng engaged his core, forcefully suppressing his forward momentum, his right foot suspended in mid-air, freezing into an extremely awkward one-legged stance.

He stabilized.

Even his breathing was suppressed to an extremely low level.

Just at this moment, Sarah crept up behind Chu Lingfeng.

This American parkour influencer, taking advantage of everyone around focusing on the front and the blind spot of the surveillance, secretly pushed Chu Lingfeng on the back with her palm.

The force wasn't great.

But in Chu Lingfeng's state of being on one leg with a highly unstable center of gravity, this push was fatal.

Chu Lingfeng's body uncontrollably tipped forward.

Gravity became the cruelest killer.

He subconsciously took half a step forward, trying to stabilize his figure.

His heel landed.

Yellow dust flew up.

The red light in the Mechanical Doll's motion-capture eyes flared brightly.

"Beep—"

A piercing alarm cut through the arena.

On the cliff, three anesthetic gun barrels turned in unison, locking onto Chu Lingfeng.

Chu Lingfeng turned his head sharply.

Sarah's face, full of mockery and provocation, was reflected on his retina.

Sarah mouthed a "Bye".

"Pfft!"

The anesthetic dart hit Chu Lingfeng's shoulder.

The potent anesthetic was injected into his blood, stripping him of all his ability to move.

Chu Lingfeng's eyes widened, full of unwillingness, and his body slumped limply toward the yellow soil to the side.

The domestic livestream exploded.

[Damn! The Americans are playing dirty!]

[This is a foul, right?! Are the event organizers blind?! That Sarah pushed someone!]

[The rules say you can't harm the participants, but it didn't say you can't push people! These bastards found a loophole in the rules!]

[Chu Lingfeng is so wronged! He could have stabilized!]

Ten meters away.

Former Middleweight Boxing Champion had just knocked off the last piece of mud and straightened up.

He witnessed the entire process of Sarah pushing someone, and also saw what Chu Lingfeng looked like before falling.

This former middleweight boxing champion felt rage rush to his head.

He was usually arrogant, but in his bones, he hated backstabbing the most.

What's more, the one who fell was his teammate.

Veins popped on his neck, and his muscles swelled with blood. His entire being exuded a violent aura of wanting to tear the other party apart.

Former Middleweight Boxing Champion stomped his feet hard on the ground, blasting a deep pit into the yellow soil.

He strained his throat and let out a furious roar that echoed through the entire pit.

"Damn you Americans!"