198: Points exceeded 70,000

“Jie jie jie!” The Source of All Evil let out another shrill laugh, this time laughing with extreme abandon.

Pan Han gripped his twin hammers tightly, aiming at the Source of All Evil, determined to decide the outcome with a single heavy blow.

He gritted his teeth, ignoring the yellow viscous fluid and maggots covering his body, and charged towards the Source of All Evil.

Though his footing was slippery, he maintained a steady advance with astonishing determination and willpower.

"Die!" Pan Han roared, using almost all his strength, and smashed his twin hammers towards the head of the Source of All Evil.

“Jie jie jie!” The Source of All Evil let out a sharp, frenzied laugh, but instead of dodging, it charged forward to meet him.

Just as they were about to make contact, the Source of All Evil suddenly used the torn intestines from its abdomen, whipping them like a lash towards Pan Han.

Pan Han felt his feet tighten, stumbled, and his body tilted forward.

He was about to fall to the ground, but he gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and delivered the heaviest blow of his life.

With a loud bang, the head of the Source of All Evil instantly burst, brain matter splattering everywhere, mixing with the yellow viscous fluid, scattering like fireworks.

“Jie—” The Source of All Evil let out a sharp wail, its massive body swayed a few times, and then finally crashed heavily to the ground.

Pan Han stood rooted, breathing rapidly, his entire body covered in yellow viscous fluid and maggots. His hazmat suit had several holes ripped in it, revealing the clothes underneath.

He quickly stripped off the hazmat suit and threw it aside, shuddering all over as the nausea and discomfort lessened somewhat.

“This guy looks terrifying, but his attack power is just average,” Pan Han muttered.

Ding, score notification: 65,000 points, ranked 60!

At this moment, Cheng Xiao in the broadcast hall felt a little anxious.

She stared intently at the scoreboard and the live broadcast screen, her gaze flickering back and forth.

But she only saw the score changing, with no footage of Pan Han whatsoever!

“My Lord, where exactly have you gone?”

Actually, after this building was sealed, drones couldn't fly in, so live broadcasting was simply impossible.

At this point, the Trial had been going on for five hours, and the scores of the top few Trial participants were gradually getting closer.

Big Brother, the top ranked, was just over 500,000 points, and the second and third ranked were also close to 500,000 points.

However, the rate of score increase had clearly slowed down, especially for Big Brother, who hadn't moved for over half an hour.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s now dinner time, the live broadcast will be paused for twenty minutes,” the commentator announced.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of service personnel came out, carrying food and water, distributing them one by one.

Cheng Xiao received a portion, but had no appetite to eat, only managing to drink a few sips of water.

Pan Han was also chugging water; he had felt a bit nauseous earlier and couldn't help but vomit quite a bit, so he quickly drank water to rinse his mouth.

After recovering for a long time, he checked his watch; five hours had passed, and he felt the progress was a bit slow.

“It seems the previous physical training really worked.” After fighting for so long continuously, Pan Han still felt an endless supply of energy within him.

Checking his equipment, apart from a dagger, he had no other usable weapons.

However, after fighting his way through the first thirty floors, Pan Han's confidence in his combat skills had greatly increased.

“Never mind, I’ll just go up first. Guys on the thirty-first floor, good luck, your grandpa is here.”

...

Half an hour later, Pan Han had already fought his way through the thirty-sixth floor.

“The Twelve Palaces are quite considerate; knowing the previous ones were too disgusting, these few stages are arranged quite simply. Although the scores aren't high, accumulated, my points have already exceeded 70,000.”

Pan Han recalled the past six floors; it was easy and pleasant, and he made it through with just a dagger.

What pleased him even more was that he had finally reached the top 50.

Next, it was time to open the blind boxes.

There were two red dots on the thirty-sixth floor, which he had already collected.

“Let’s see how my luck is. I don’t think these two will have anything too good.”

Looking at the two boxes, not much bigger than pillows, Pan Han felt a bit apprehensive.

Opening the first one, it actually contained a bell!

Opening the second one, it actually contained a stack of yellow talismans with strange incantations drawn on them!

Pan Han looked at the bell and the yellow talismans before him, surprised for a moment.

He had encountered various weapons and equipment during the Trial, but these two items were new to him.

He examined them carefully and found that although the bell was small, it was very heavy, seemingly made of some special metal. When shaken, the bell would emit a clear and pleasant sound, as if a mysterious power flowed within it.

As for the stack of yellow talismans, they were adorned with various strange symbols, giving off a very ancient and mysterious aura.

He carefully picked up one to look at it, only to find that the symbols on it seemed to come alive, subtly changing as he observed them, which greatly surprised him.

However, he also understood that the value of these two items would certainly not be low, otherwise they wouldn't appear in a blind box.

He put away the bell and talismans, and slowly said, “What the hell! What does this mean? Am I supposed to be possessed by Uncle Lin???

Then I’m still missing a peach wood sword!”

As he spoke, Pan Han arrived on the thirty-seventh floor.

As soon as he came up, he found hundreds of coffins densely arranged here!

“Indeed, it seems I’m going to play Uncle Lin this time.”

Pan Han’s tone was filled with helplessness and self-mockery as he looked at the coffins before him, yet he did not flinch.

He took a deep breath, then walked towards the coffins.

This floor was clearly designed to be simpler than the previous ones, but precisely because of this, he felt an even more oppressive atmosphere.

Could it be that the challenge of this floor was to open these coffins? Or rather, would there be some unknown monsters inside the coffins?

He took out the bell he had just acquired and gently shook it.

The bell emitted a clear sound, echoing in the silent space.

His eyes were fixed on the coffins before him, his heart filled with vigilance.

And he had also casually picked up a few of the yellow talismans, ready to use them at any time.

As soon as he walked in front of the coffins, they suddenly burst open, and braided zombies emerged from them!

“Oh, wow! Not bad, just the costumes are a bit lacking, otherwise they could really be called zombies.”

Pan Han did not panic; he unhesitatingly wielded the dagger in his hand and stabbed the nearest one.

Right between the eyebrows!

“Ow!” The zombie roared furiously and immediately fell dead to the ground.

A strange scene occurred: the other zombies, seeing Pan Han’s ferocity, all knelt down and begged for mercy!

You didn't misread it, they really knelt down and begged for mercy!

Their movements were stiff, slightly comical.

“What are you…?” Pan Han was momentarily stunned, he hadn't expected this group of zombies to act this way, it was truly beyond his expectation.

He walked closer to a kneeling zombie, watching it warily, but the zombie remained motionless, as if truly frightened by him.

Pan Han frowned; this situation was somewhat bizarre.

Was it because of the bell and talismans in his hand?

He tried swinging the bell in his hand; the sound it emitted echoed in the air, and all the zombies began to tremble, their bodies becoming increasingly tense, as if an irresistible force was pressing down on them.

Then he unfurled one of the talismans in his hand; those strange symbols seemed to carry a powerful threat, making the zombies even more afraid to look up.

Pan Han was overjoyed, it seemed his earlier guess was correct; the bell and talismans in his hand had a great deterrent effect on these zombies.

He waved the bell while sticking the talismans onto the bodies of the zombies.

Under the double deterrence of the bell and talismans, the zombies dared not resist even more; they could only tremble on the ground, allowing Pan Han to attach the talismans.

Finally, all the zombies were ultimately controlled by the bell and talismans; they were like people under a spell, completely losing their ability to resist.

“Haha! Fun! I can actually control zombies!”