Chapter 500: The Fragment of the Extreme Cold Armor

"Ah? Finally, there’s food?"

The little rabbit suddenly perked up, a hint of joy appearing on her face.

Then, she quickly replied, "Yes (nodding desperately)!"

"I only have half a loaf of bread, but it’s quite large. It’s enough for a girl to eat for a day. Do you want to trade?"

"Just half a loaf of bread?"

The little rabbit hesitated.

"Is there anything else? Like water or something? I haven’t eaten or drunk anything for more than a day."

The other person answered crisply.

"No!"

The little rabbit: "(Angry)."

Waldo: "Are you going to trade or not? You know very well how precious food is right now. If you don’t trade, you’ll have to go hungry for another day. At that time, if you encounter any danger, in your condition, you’ll hardly have any ability to respond!"

The little rabbit sighed.

She, as the temporary owner, was very aware of the importance of this bronze fragment.

If it wasn’t because she wouldn’t be able to survive the third day without eating, she would never have traded it away.

"Fine! I’ll trade! (Hmph)"

"Deal!"

...

Elsewhere.

Waldo received the bronze fragment in the next moment.

Half a loaf of bread was nothing to him.

But for other trial participants, any bit of supplies was worth its weight in gold, more important than anything.

Upon receiving the bronze fragment, he felt a chill.

Moreover, this cold sensation quickly spread throughout Waldo’s body, making him shiver.

"Wow, what exactly is this thing?"

Waldo’s face showed a slight change.

On the bronze fragment, intricate patterns were etched, resembling the claws of a fierce and strange beast.

"The craftsmanship is also extremely fine.

[Congratulations to the trialist Waldo for obtaining the Fragment of the Extreme Cold Armor. Collect twelve fragments of the Extreme Cold Armor to assemble a complete set! Note, the Extreme Cold Armor is a third-level weapon, capable of defending against most weak attacks, with a combat power bonus of one thousand!]

[Fragment of the Extreme Cold Armor: Equivalent to a second-tier weapon, providing a thirty-point boost in combat power. A defensive weapon.]

Waldo’s face brightened with joy.

"Great stuff! It’s actually a fragment of a third-level weapon! If I can collect the complete Extreme Cold Armor, that would directly add a thousand to my combat power!"

The thought alone was exhilarating.

With the acquisition of the opening axe, his combat power was only over one hundred and thirty points.

But this Extreme Cold Armor directly adds a thousand to combat power.

It’s incredibly powerful.

"I’ve found a treasure, I absolutely must not miss out on this thing next time."

Waldo muttered to himself.

...

Afterward, Waldo finally took the time to observe the grid he was in.

It was a distinct space, with a waterfall cascading down, its sound deafening, and the air filled with thick mist.

However, Waldo could see that he was still within the confines of the chessboard, with very limited space to move.

[The system will randomly select a lucky participant, and the trialist chosen by the system will get a chance to roll the dice. Moreover, the six squares on the lucky dice have no dangers, all filled with various supplies!]

The system’s voice suddenly echoed in the minds of every trialist.

"What? Selecting a lucky participant? There’s such a good thing?"

"This must be a daily selection of one lucky trialist, right?!"

"No dangers... wow, that means not only can you advance a few squares, but you can also gain supplies, a win-win situation!"

"Pick me, it has to be me!"

"Whoever becomes that lucky one will have struck it big! You know, one step ahead is a step ahead in every way."

"Yes, having an extra roll of the dice not only provides supplies, but also gives a significant advantage in various leaderboards later on. As such, there’s a great chance of receiving rewards, which is just too awesome!"

...

Seeing these analyses, more trialists held greater expectations for this system’s activity of selecting a lucky participant.

Everyone hoped to be that lucky one.

In the chessboard world, as the game progresses, it will only become more dangerous, and the competition more intense.

Only by gaining an early advantage is there a chance to make it to the end.

"This opportunity is mine, none of you even think about stealing it!"

"Get lost, are you looking for trouble?"

"Mom, it’s almost time for the selection, I’m so nervous!"

...

Waldo, of course, also noticed this news.

However, he wasn’t particularly interested.

It was just an extra chance to roll the dice.

With the Hand of God, in a few days, he could far surpass the other trialists, feeling no sense of crisis or anxiety.

However, the fact was that almost every trialist was in a dire situation, struggling at the edge of survival.

A single misstep could mean death the next day.

Only Waldo was confident and calm, leisurely even.

"The ability of the Hand of God is just too against the odds."

Waldo smiled slightly.

The next moment, his expression turned peculiar.

Because he suddenly discovered something.

"It seems I can manipulate the system’s selection of the lucky participant..."

Waldo glanced at his right hand, the Hand of God, feeling quite amazed.

In his vision, an interface appeared, like a lottery machine, which he could manipulate to control the final outcome.

"Waldo!"

With a gentle flick of the Hand of God...

Then suddenly...

Boom!

A bolt from the blue!

The deafening sound echoed in his mind:

[Congratulations to the survivor Waldo for becoming today’s lucky participant, gaining a chance to roll the dice!]

"Wow, I really can manipulate the final outcome!"

Waldo’s face showed both shock and delight.

Then, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Incredible!

"This Hand of God is truly defying the heavens! Not only can I manipulate the dice at will, but I can also freeload a dice roll! Over time, the other trialists can only eat my dust! Hahaha!"

Waldo couldn’t help but laugh.

He was incredibly joyful inside.

...

"Damn, Waldo? Who is Waldo, his luck is just too good!"

"Awesome, truly a lucky one! Out of a hundred thousand trialists, only one spot, and this guy got it, his luck is too good!"

"Why not me, I don’t get it!"

"I don’t get it either. I even called the system ’grandpa’ and kowtowed nine times, but still, they wouldn’t give me the spot. Such a loss."

"Hahaha, are you here to joke, upstairs? Kowtowing! Not like me, I just did a striptease to please the system!"

"Stop, that’s a mental image I didn’t need, disgusting!"

"Do you think there’s a possibility that this trialist named Waldo not only kowtowed to the system but also called it ’daddy’ while doing a striptease?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"An unimagined possibility..."

"Hahaha, you have quite the imagination!"