ctnovel Chapter 28 Stop Pretending
Chapter 28 Stop Pretending
boom!
A deafening crash shook the glass door as it was violently slammed by the zombie. Chen Yang stared at the cracks spreading across the door, then turned to look at the terrified young man.
"The three of you leave through the back door first," Chen Yang said calmly. "As for you, you brought the zombies here, so stay and cover our retreat."
He looked at Wu Xia: "After you go out, investigate the location of the gathering place and send it to me via private message."
Wu Xia nodded. Now she listened to Chen Yang without question and did not argue.
"No, brother... I'm scared." The young man's face turned pale, and he shrank his shoulders. "Let me retreat with you. I'll make it up to everyone later."
Chen Yang said expressionlessly, "Either I kill you now, or you stay here."
boom!
Another muffled thud, and the horde of corpses outside the door grew even denser.
"Let's go." Liang Yi glanced at the young man with disgust, then pulled Song Bailing and Wu Xia through the back door.
The three figures vanished, and a hole was smashed in the glass door. Several bluish-gray hands reached into the room, their fingernails scratching at the air.
"Brother, I really didn't mean to." The young man huddled in the corner, looking innocent.
"Stop acting." Chen Yang glanced at him sideways, his tone icy. "With your physical abilities, what are you pretending to be a newbie for? Tell me, what's your purpose?"
Chen Yang stood in front of the broken door, ignoring the roars behind him.
He had been keeping an eye on this young man ever since he entered the instance.
His 59 points of mental strength allowed him to perceive the subtle differences in muscle exertion beneath the guy's feigned idiocy.
This was enough for Chen Yang to conclude that his strength was even greater than Liang Yi's.
"Brother, I don't understand what you mean. This really is my second instance." The young man's eyes were slightly red, with a hint of grievance at being misunderstood.
"Tsk, what a good actor."
Chen Yang's arm muscles tensed instantly, and the [Vampire Sword] transformed into a streak of cold light. With the boost of 52 points of Strength and 31 points of Reaction, this sword strike was exceptionally swift.
The young man swayed strangely, dodging the attack.
Now, Chen Yang was certain that this guy's reaction time was also faster than Liang Yi's.
"Explain yourself, how did you dodge that? Newbie." Chen Yang stood with his sword drawn, his eyes full of mockery.
The young man's fear vanished instantly. He straightened up, his face turning grim and filled with disgust.
"I fucking hate players as perceptive as you the most."
He cursed under his breath, "I was going to have a good game, and now my fun is ruined. How are you going to compensate me?"
[You have inhaled toxic gas. Temporary Strength +42, Temporary Constitution +316, Temporary Reaction +25, Temporary Spirit +47. Duration: 3 hours.]
Chen Yang stared at the system notification, a wave of shock washing over him: Good heavens, poisoning!?
Seeing Chen Yang's expression change drastically, the young man suddenly covered his face and let out a hysterical sneer.
"Hehehe... Hahahaha! How does it feel to have all attributes reduced by 80%?"
He spread his arms wide, his expression almost manic, "I got this from the first-level player."
You have the means to get equipment, and others have the means to get poison. Now, die in despair!
"Hey, are you brain-dead?" Chen Yang couldn't help but complain, "Stop cosplaying Light Yagami here, it's bad luck."
At this moment, a zombie had squeezed halfway into the doorway, broken glass piercing its rotting flesh, and black, foul-smelling blood dripping down the door frame.
"Ha, the struggle of an ant."
The young man struck an extremely exaggerated and childish pose.
"Don't worry, I'll take good care of your teammate. I'll make sure she dies a more spectacular death than you."
Chen Yang looked at the idiot in front of him who had an excessive desire to perform and felt speechless.
A zombie vaults over a broken glass door.
It opened its foul-smelling mouth, squeezing out a murky roar from its throat, and used its momentum to pounce on Chen Yang's back.
The young man stared intently at the scene, his pupils dilated with excitement. "Quick, crush him!" he screamed inwardly.
However, the scene of Chen Yang being tackled and dismembered, which was expected, did not occur.
The zombie's withered claws gripped Chen Yang tightly, and its sharp teeth had already precisely bitten into Chen Yang's raised arm to defend himself.
But Chen Yang's body remained as steady as a rock, without even swaying.
"How is that possible!?"
The young man's excitement froze on his face, and he involuntarily took a half step back.
"Your attributes have been reduced by 80%, how do you still have this kind of power?! What kind of monster are you?!"
He stared intently at Chen Yang, his mind racing:
Is this guy just putting on a brave face because he's exhausted, or is my medicine completely ineffective against him? What are my chances of winning now?
You have taken physical damage. Constitution +2, Reaction +1.
The zombie's sharp teeth kept tearing and ripping, severing several nerves in Chen Yang's arm.
[You have been infected with an unknown virus. Strength -20, Constitution +26, Reaction +10]
Chen Yang raised an eyebrow: The power has decreased?
He thought about it again and realized: That makes sense. The zombie virus makes people go crazy and gain strength, but if it reverses in my case, it will reduce my strength.
Although his strength dropped by 20 points, the terrifying boost provided by the poison from the young man remained.
Chen Yang glanced at the panel; his overall strength remained at 74 points.
This is still a number that can easily overwhelm the competition.
With a single wave of his hand, Chen Yang sent the Bloodsucking Sword tracing a clean arc.
Black blood gushed from the zombie's cavity, and its head separated from its body.
The mangled body lay limp on the ground, but the severed head still clung tightly to Chen Yang's arm, its teeth embedded in the bone.
Chen Yang suddenly flung his hand, sending the heavy zombie head flying and crashing heavily into the corner of the wall.
He looked at the young man: "Hey, do you still have that kind of poison you just used?"
"Are you... are you humiliating me?" The young man's face flushed red, and veins throbbed on his forehead; he was clearly furious.
He clenched his fists tightly, but dared not rush forward rashly.
Chen Yang's nonchalant demeanor made him feel uneasy: the power of that sword strike just now was definitely not faked; this guy had actually been holding back.
The young man stood frozen in place, his gaze constantly shifting.
How could such a monster appear on level 0?
A storm raged within him.
Even after his attributes were reduced by 80%, he could still instantly kill zombies, so his original stats must have been at least those of a seasoned player at level 1.
Is he a crazy person who exploits system vulnerabilities to bully newbies?
Perverts often tend to see others as their own kind, and the young man at this point becomes even more certain of his judgment.
"Don't even think about it, you can't escape." Chen Yang saw through his tense toes.
Chen Yang did not intend to leave behind such a potential threat that could explode at any time.
The reason Wu Xia was sent away was to cut off the possibility of the other party taking hostages.
Since we've accepted protection money, we at least have to guarantee her safety.
"Be a normal person in your next life. Perverts are not welcome."
Chen Yangping raised the Bloodsucking Sword and exerted force with his feet.
His figure left a blurry afterimage in the air, moving so fast it was almost instantaneous.
Before the young man's pupils could even contract, his gaze was fixed forever on that afterimage.
puff.
The body fell over.
[You killed a player in the main instance. You have obtained 3 Player Item Boxes.]
[Player Item Box: Can be opened to reveal items collected by the player during their lifetime.]