191: Opening blind box in the end times

After Pan Han bashed about ten zombies to death, he realized something was wrong.

More zombies poured out from various floors, and they weren't in a hurry to attack, just standing in the stairwell or by the windows, peeking their heads out and staring at him.

The scene was terrifying.

Pan Han looked up and saw at least a hundred thousand pairs of dark, hollow eyes staring at him.

His scalp tingled!

It was too bizarre!

Pan Han bashed about ten more, only to find his frying pan was already deformed, and the handle connection was starting to loosen.

"Damn it! This won't work."

In the broadcast hall, Cheng Xiao stared intently at the counter screen.

Trial Participant: Pan Han

ID: 200

Zombies Killed: 33

Ranking: 280

"Commander, you should change your weapon!" Cheng Xiao murmured.

Through the live broadcast screen, she could clearly see that other Trial participants had picked up shotguns, some had picked up large cleavers, and some had even picked up chainsaws.

The current top-ranked person was the one who found the chainsaw.

He had already killed over 300 zombies.

Pan Han also heard gunshots nearby, knowing that the weapon packs contained various items.

Since there were guns, it would be much easier.

After Pan Han bashed two more close-range zombies to death, he threw away his frying pan and started running.

There was another weapon pack 150 meters away from him, and he had to get it as soon as possible.

At this moment, the broadcast hall screen finally switched to Pan Han.

Cheng Xiao saw him accelerating, and her heart pounded with excitement, knowing that Pan Han was heading to the next location to loot.

The commentator then introduced, "What everyone is seeing now is Trial Participant 200, Pan Han. He is currently ranked last. However, he has realized that the frying pan is not effective and is looking for other weapons. Let's wish him good luck!"

None of the other accompanying guests at the scene offered encouragement; instead, there were continuous jeers.

"This Pan Han, he's actually a pretty boy. Could he have gotten in through the back door? He should hurry home and drink his milk." Someone, seeing Pan Han's fit physique and fair face, with no signs of wind or sun exposure, started cursing under their breath.

Cheng Xiao turned her head to observe; the speaker was a fierce old man. He clearly wasn't someone to be trifled with, so she quietly memorized his appearance, planning to find an opportunity to deal with him later.

"Only 30 meters left!" the commentator continued.

"Only 10 meters left. What weapon will he get this time?"

Once the commentator said that, everyone became interested.

It was like opening a blind box in the apocalypse, let's see!

Pan Han naturally didn't know how others were commenting; he only knew he had to open the blind box quickly.

With a side slide, he picked up the weapon box and started opening it while running.

"Come on, give me something good!" Pan Han muttered, praying.

Unfortunately, it was still a frying pan!

Hahaha! The broadcast scene erupted in laughter, everyone was so delighted.

They all praised the Twelve Palaces for organizing this Trial so well, saying it was rare to find such joy living in the apocalypse.

Cheng Xiao, on the other hand, stomped her foot in anger, lamenting Pan Han's bad luck and resenting others for kicking him while he was down.

But there was nothing she could do.

If someone else were so unlucky, she probably would have secretly chuckled herself.

It's human nature, nothing to be ashamed of!

Pan Han was dumbfounded!

What kind of luck was this? How did he get another frying pan?

Were the Twelve Palaces selling pans before? Too much inventory?

"To hell with it, keep opening!" Pan Han tucked the frying pan into his back waistband and ran towards the next red dot.

Just 100 meters away, he reached it in an instant.

"Damn it! Why is it still a frying pan?!" Pan Han was going crazy.

Hahahaha! The crowd in the broadcast was already laughing uncontrollably.

Even the host broke character.

"Sorry, we are professionally trained and absolutely will not laugh, unless we can't help it! Hahahahaha!" The commentator quickly excused himself.

Cheng Xiao's face was as red as a monkey's bottom; she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

This feeling was truly unbearable; others mocking Pan Han felt worse than being slapped in the face.

In just this short time, Pan Han's ranking had plummeted to last place!

"Oh yeah!"

"Hahaha! Awesome, this kid's luck is really too bad!"

"Go home and drink your milk!"

As the scores updated, the scene was once again filled with mockery.

Pan Han, however, was getting angry. Opening three frying pans in a row was just too much!

Instead of running, he stopped. Holding a pan in each hand, he stood on a high point, looked at the swarming zombies, and shouted, "Your grandpa is here!"

Then he charged into the horde, swinging with both hands.

In terms of stamina, he had no problem; he could fight like this for a whole day.

He just saw himself fall to last place and thought he might score Zero, so anger surged within him. He didn't care about anything else; he just wanted to kill a few hundred first.

Trial Participant: Pan Han

ID: 200

Zombies Killed: 101

Ranking: 288

"Ah!!!!" Pan Han turned his rage into a shout, swinging both pans even faster.

Trial Participant: Pan Han

ID: 200

Zombies Killed: 200

Ranking: 288

"What the hell! How am I still last place after killing 200?! That's just ridiculous!" Pan Han ran a little further away to catch his breath and check his ranking.

Just then, his bracelet suddenly vibrated and played a notification sound.

"Attention all Trial participants! A contestant has currently killed over ten thousand zombies! Please continue to work hard!"

"Holy crap, what the heck? Someone's already killed ten thousand? That's too exaggerated." Pan Han couldn't believe it and looked hard at his bracelet, only to find it was true.

In the broadcast hall, a round of applause broke out.

The commentator led everyone in cheering for this Trial participant.

The crowd felt awkward to defy the commentator's wishes and reluctantly joined in the applause.

However, the Trial had only just begun less than half an hour ago, and to kill so many zombies, everyone was indeed impressed.

Everyone present had relatives or friends who had died at the hands of zombies, so as long as someone was killing zombies, they were on the same side.

As the live camera switched to the first-place participant, the crowd's confusion was resolved.

It turned out he had opened a 40mm automatic grenade launcher, with 1000 rounds of ammunition.

He dragged the launcher to a rooftop and furiously bombarded the zombie horde.

This was truly a gift from the heavens!

Everyone then looked at the rankings of the next few people: the second-place person had killed 1100, the third-place 980…

"Oh my god, it's not going to be decided like this, is it!"

"How will the others catch up?"

"That's too exaggerated. He couldn't have been given a free pass, could he?"

"Don't talk nonsense, or you'll be penalized and kicked out. Maybe he just got lucky."

Cheng Xiao had no mind to listen to everyone's chatter; she was only focused on Pan Han's data.

It hadn't changed for half a minute. What was Pan Han doing?

In the Trial ground, Pan Han had opened another blind box.

This time it was much better: several packs of explosives, and a remote control was also included.

He just needed to find a place to set them up and press the detonation button.

"Holy moly, my luck's turning around. I got a big one! Awesome!" Pan Han hugged the explosives, running and thinking about how to use them.

If he just threw them out like this, he could kill at most one or two hundred.

"I need to maximize the explosives' effectiveness." Pan Han ran and observed.

Sure enough, an opportunity arose!