Yuan Zhong only knew this was a hundred-person battle royale game.
But the specific rules were not directly transmitted into their minds through consciousness.
According to the broadcast earlier, are we to be thrown onto this island, then kill each other, and the last one alive counts as passing the stage?
If that's the case!
Don't tell me, this idea is quite interesting...
Since I'm here, I might as well properly experience the game content. Maybe my emotions can continue to rise?
Although the happiness he currently felt was already plenty.
But who doesn't want more?
Yuan Zhong looked around and found a row of small houses not far away. After a brief thought, he walked towards them.
As he got closer, Yuan Zhong realized that this house was much larger than he had imagined, a full three stories tall.
"The walls of this house..."
Yuan Zhong raised his hand to touch it, slightly stunned.
"How can it be so smooth?"
"And there isn't a single seam. Could this house have been carved little by little from a huge rock? Then the craftsmanship is too exquisite!"
Adventurer World was resource-poor, almost entirely relying on Secret Realm rewards for survival.
Their houses were mostly treehouses or stone houses. Even White Night City was just more treehouses and stone houses.
Therefore... this was Yuan Zhong's first time seeing reinforced concrete. He simply couldn't imagine how refined modern society's craftsmanship could be.
Moreover, most of their treehouses were only twenty to thirty square meters, just enough for one person to live in, with a bed, a table, and a system.
Thus, upon seeing this large villa of over a hundred square meters, Yuan Zhong was once again shocked.
Who on earth lives in a house like this?
"It's all fake."
"It's just a small trick by the Evil Lord, attempting to amaze us this way. How could such a house exist in reality?"
Yuan Zhong said this, but his body involuntarily entered the house.
He began to explore the various rooms.
There weren't many modern society artifacts inside the villa, only some basic furniture and facilities.
But even so, it amazed Yuan Zhong, who had never seen the world.
Especially when his fingertips brushed over the cool window, the glass surface was so smooth it hardly seemed man-made, but rather like something refined through alchemy.
After a period of exploration.
Yuan Zhong finally found a pistol and a flashbang in a bedroom.
In addition, there were some magazines and the like.
"Pistol?"
"I know 'hand', and I know 'gun'. I know both of these characters... but when combined, I don't recognize them. It's another strange naming convention."
"And this metal tube-like object doesn't look like something an ordinary blacksmith could forge. At the very least, it must be the masterpiece of some mysterious alchemist, right?"
Yuan Zhong flipped it over and over, guided by the basic knowledge provided by the system.
After much fumbling, he pulled the bolt.
Then he chambered a round.
Finally, he pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Save me, save me, save me...
After a gunshot, Yuan Zhong accidentally shot himself in the head, and his body, lying on the ground, involuntarily crawled.
As he crawled, he kept shouting, "Save me..."
After crawling for a distance.
Seeing that he was about to die, Yuan Zhong saw a "Self-Rescue" button appear on his retina.
Just like when he parachuted earlier.
Yuan Zhong didn't hesitate and immediately selected it with his consciousness.
Then his body involuntarily took out something called a Self-Rescue Defibrillator from his backpack and began to self-rescue.
The self-rescue process was slow.
Fortunately, there were no enemies now, as Yuan Zhong had purely killed himself.
This was also within Chen Yu's consideration.
Considering that these Adventurers might accidentally injure themselves, he initially equipped everyone with a Self-Rescue Device, which was incredibly thoughtful; he had never been this considerate to his own girlfriend.
After finally managing to rescue himself with the Self-Rescue Device, Yuan Zhong, still shaken, left the house.
At this moment.
Suddenly, the roar of an engine came from afar again.
Followed by a "Yo ho!"
Yuan Zhong heard the sound and looked back.
The moment he turned his head, he saw a jeep rushing over at an extremely fast speed.
Two people were sitting in it. One of them gave a handsome thumbs-up and greeted him from afar, "Dear teammate, nice to meet you, nice to meet you, we've come to pick you up!"
The jeep got closer and closer.
It showed no signs of slowing down at all; in fact, it was getting faster.
Just as it was about to hit Yuan Zhong, the two people in the jeep shouted loudly.
"Wait..."
"Slow down, slow down quickly!"
"Holy crap, big brother, you stepped on the accelerator!"
The two people in the jeep fumbled frantically, mistaking the accelerator for the brake, causing the front of the car to swerve. The jeep flew up and landed precisely on the head of the fleeing Yuan Zhong.
Bang!
"Save me, save me, save me..."
From the front of the car, a cry for help rang out.
The two people in the car were stunned for a moment, then cried out in alarm:
"Ah, save him quickly!"
"Teammate, you must hold on, teammate!"
A few minutes later.
In a certain jeep, Yuan Zhong held an energy drink in one hand, still shaken, as he looked at the two people in the front seats.
From his perspective, both of them had 'Teammate' tags on them.
The driver was Liu Wenge, a tall, thin young man who looked clean-cut but was a bit scatterbrained.
It was he who had mistaken the accelerator for the brake just now, directly running over Yuan Zhong.
The one in the passenger seat was Bai Qihao, a dashing and sunny boy with a roguish charm.
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you, there was a small accident."
Bai Qihao turned and smiled at Yuan Zhong, handing him a first aid kit to recover his health.
"You almost killed me..." Yuan Zhong sighed, not saying anything more. His health was currently only 30%, so he indeed needed to recover.
Under the treatment of the first aid kit, Yuan Zhong's health quickly returned to a healthy level.
During these few minutes, Yuan Zhong also roughly understood the gameplay from Bai Qihao's explanation.
Especially regarding the usage and precautions for the "caster's staff that requires no chanting," Yuan Zhong had already learned.
Yes, the three of them still believed that pistols and various other firearms were some kind of alchemically crafted mage staffs that could cast spells without chanting.
At the same time, they unanimously believed that the larger the gun, the higher the magic level.
They must have extremely rare magic crystals embedded within them.
Bai Qihao had tried to disassemble it, but he couldn't take it apart.
"The Evil Lord must have used some trick."
They said so.
After all, illogical things are difficult to construct in a Secret Realm unless there is a large amount of will recognition, but even will recognition must conform to real-world logic, and normal people cannot casually believe in the existence of something.