Chapter 226: Chapter 224: The Legendary Elementary School Student

After tossing all his gear, Fang Chenyi glanced at the zone, which was almost on top of him. He had no choice but to give up his grand enterprise of scavenging for cash.

Just then, the sound of a car engine roared from his phone.

"Brother Fang, get in."

As Bufan’s voice rang out, a three-wheeler screeched to a halt in front of Fang Chenyi.

With a ride, he was inside the safe zone in no time. But before he could even regroup with his teammates, Fang Chenyi had just entered the circle when he told Bufan to drop him off at a cluster of buildings and leave without him.

Utterly confused, Bufan didn’t dare ask what Fang Chenyi was planning. He wanted to stay, but Fang Chenyi shooed him away.

Left with no choice, Bufan drove off.

Once Bufan was gone, Fang Chenyi sprinted eagerly toward the buildings ahead.

’Mwahaha, my precious cash! I’m coming for you!’

BANG!

"Holy crap, who’s such a dirty camper!"

He hadn’t taken more than a few steps when a gunshot cracked through the air. With no armor on, Fang Chenyi’s health bar instantly dropped to critical.

With a quick maneuver, he scrambled for cover behind a large tree as a continuous stream of bullets followed him. BANG! BANG! BANG!

Fortunately, his footwork was slick enough that he made it behind the tree without getting hit again.

Crouching behind the tree, Fang Chenyi had a depressing realization: in his earlier attempt to act cool, he had also dropped all his first aid kits, energy drinks, and painkillers...

Son of a bitch! I knew I shouldn’t have been showing off.

But it was too late for regrets. Based on the gunshots, the enemy was clearly inside the buildings across from him.

And judging by the bullets grazing the tree bark, they obviously had a high-powered scope.

In Principal Wang’s stream, the chat exploded with laughter at the sight. A flood of "666"s filled the screen as everyone teased Fang Chenyi, saying this was the price for showing off, that pride comes before a fall!

"Brother Fang, what’s going on over there? Why do you have so little health? Hold on, we’re coming to back you up!"

Having just driven a short distance, Bufan saw Fang Chenyi’s health bar turn red and immediately wanted to turn back to help.

But Fang Chenyi told him not to bother. Gripping his Desert Eagle, he waited for a bullet to hit the left side of the tree, then instantly darted out from the right, raising his pistol and pulling the trigger.

BANG! BANG!

Two shots rang out, and the gunfire from the buildings ceased.

The Desert Eagle packed a serious punch. Just two bullets to the head were enough to shatter the enemy’s shiny Level 3 Helmet.

The person inside instantly ducked back to heal.

Opportunity knocks but once. Seizing the opening, Fang Chenyi got up and sprinted towards the buildings. He vaulted through a window and into a room, just in time to see his opponent chugging a painkiller.

A slight smirk tugged at his lips. He fired a few more shots, and the player collapsed to the ground.

Fang Chenyi let out a long sigh of relief. ’Damn, that was a close call. Almost tripped at the finish line.’

After muttering to himself, he raised his pistol to finish the job. But just then, a panicked, childish voice erupted in the public voice channel:

"Big bro, don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me! I’ll give you my stuff, I’ll give you everything! Don’t kill me! I’m just an elementary school student! Please, big bro! You can have my guns, my gear, my drinks, all of it!"

Hearing this and seeing the player crawl backward while frantically dropping items one by one, Fang Chenyi froze. What was going on? This was a first for him in all his time playing.

Woah, not bad. An M24 sniper rifle with a 6x scope, an M4 assault rifle with a 2x scope, a Desert Eagle pistol, and all sorts of other things.

In just a moment, the floor was covered with enough loot to fill a Level 3 backpack.

Seeing this, Fang Chenyi almost felt bad about finishing him off. He shook his head, lowered his pistol, and picked up a first aid kit from the ground, planning to heal up before looting the area and leaving.

But as soon as he picked up the first aid kit, a notification sounded in his mind.

[Host has picked up one first aid kit. System reward: 8,500 yuan. The reward has been deposited into the host’s bank account. Please check your balance.]

"Holy crap, are you kidding me!"

Staring at the huge pile of first aid kits and the five or six bottles of painkillers on the floor, then at his own health bar, which was still at around 20 percent, Fang Chenyi was speechless. He couldn’t use any of the healing items on the ground now...

Meanwhile, the elementary school student on the floor, seeing that he wasn’t being shot, started profusely thanking his savior. Fang Chenyi sighed and switched on his all-chat.

"Alright, alright, I’m not gonna kill you. Just get out of here!"

After the player crawled out of the room, Fang Chenyi, with a wry smile, quickly gathered all the loot. Soon enough, his bank account had received somewhere between three to five hundred thousand yuan.

VROOOM...

Just then, the sound of a car engine grew louder, followed by a single gunshot. BANG!

And then, the elementary school student’s wail of anguish echoed through the all-chat:

"Ahhh! What the fuck! Who the hell shot me! I curse you to have a son who grows boobs!!"

...

Hearing this, a dark line formed on Fang Chenyi’s forehead.

The next moment, Bufan burst into the room. Seeing Fang Chenyi standing there, he said:

"Damn, Brother Fang, you should really get some gear. The players in these high-tier matches are pretty skilled."

He then noticed that Fang Chenyi hadn’t healed. He paused for a second before dropping two first aid kits and two bottles of painkillers on the ground.

"Brother Fang, I’ve got first aid kits and painkillers here."

Without another word, he turned, left the room, and went to loot the body of the elementary school student he had just killed.

But when he opened the player’s loot box, he was completely stunned.

"Holy crap, Brother Fang, did this guy punch you down to critical health??"

Umm...

The viewers in Principal Wang’s stream could hear Bufan’s comment clearly, and the chat immediately went wild with laughter!

Forever Yi~Sunflower Sis: "Holy crap, the great Bufan is hilarious! HAHAHA, beaten to an inch of his life with fists... HAHAHA!"

After sending Bufan away again, Fang Chenyi shook his head and resumed his grand enterprise of making money.

The viewers in the stream, noticing that Fang Chenyi’s health was still at 20 percent and he wasn’t healing, grew curious once more. What was he doing? Was he not planning to heal at all? Was he going to try and win the chicken dinner on a sliver of health?

Just as he finished looting the area and was about to leave, the map showed a vehicle approaching. Then, the voice of the elementary school student from before rang out on the public channel again:

"Hahaha, tremble! My big bro is here to get revenge for me!"

[To be continued...]

PS: If any of my dear readers don’t like this kind of game-focused plotline, please leave a comment, and Xiao Youzi will end it right away!