Chapter 683 - Messages and Ploys Across the Floorboards

If Misaka Mikoto knew of Vivian’s thoughts, she would have scratched her head and wondered why such a strange request had been made.

Red zones did not appear in the third-last circle. That was why Vivian was so emboldened with her decision.

The three commentators on the platform looked at each other when they saw the scene.

“Um… Is this a reenactment of ‘Roommates’?”

“They crawled right up Vic’s blind spot. He was too focused on the people in the distance and had not expected someone to sneak up on him from below.”

“The situation is complicated now. They know that there are people downstairs, but they won’t be able to attack them without suffering casualties.”

“Hm, similarly, if I’m correct, Vivian shouldn’t be planning on storming up the second floor soon. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have entered the door from downstairs and instead gone up the stairs directly to the second floor. That would’ve been the perfect opportunity.”

“If the two teams can cohabit peacefully, no matter how brief of a period it may be, that’s two guns on the top and two guns at the bottom. Tsk tsk, the guard tower would be an impenetrable fortress in the safe zone!”

“That’s right. If the next circle is another destiny circle, then we all know where the chicken dinner will land this match.”

The commentators were correct in guessing that Vivian was not hasty in pulling off her ‘revenge’.

She had taken the risk to sneak into the guard tower because she had an eye on its little corner in the safe zone. It was the perfect place to camp.

She also had the thought of using her enemies to fight against her enemy.

Liu Zilang and Misaka Mikoto who were on the second floor would become their first line of defense. If the team upstairs knocked out someone, they could even steal some kills.

Of course, Vivian was not one to peacefully cohabit with her personal enemy without doing anything to them.

She paid attention to the footsteps that came from above her and took a few glances at the ceiling. Her eyeballs rolled within their sockets before she abruptly lifted the M4 in her hands.

Tut tut tut~!

The muzzle of her M4 flashed.

Bullets struck the ceiling with a series of clinks and clanks. Sparks flew everywhere.

‘Mooommm~!’ Liu Zilang was given the fright of his life.

He did not know that Vivian was under him. Therefore, he did not know the size of the grudge his opponent bore.

If he were her though, he would not have been able to take it sitting down either.

She should have scored two kills, but she was suddenly killed by Heavenly Fire. Not to mention, after that match, that person even said she had summoned it…

How could one tolerate that!

Misaka Mikoto tilted her head when she heard the gunfire coming from downstairs.

“Shifu! The people downstairs… are they greeting us? I know! They must be looking to form an alliance!”

‘Greeting?

‘Alliance?’

Black manga lines formed on Liu Zilang’s face.

‘Which part of it looks like an invitation to an alliance?!

‘They’re trying to take over our holy land!’

At this time, Misaka Mikoto lifted her gun and fired several shots into the floor.

Liu Zilang was dumbfounded. “What are you doing?” he asked.

Misaka Mikoto unarmed her gun. “I’m telling them that we agree to the alliance,” she replied joyfully.

‘We agree?

‘How did you tell them that sentiment?

‘Are you sure that they understand?’

Downstairs, Vivian had just fired a few warning shots when her opponents upstairs replied with gunshots of their own.

‘Heh!

‘Remember that I’m hot-tempered!’

She gritted her teeth. “Shoot at them! Shoot at them together!” She yelled.

Tatatat~!

Two Gatling guns lit up together as they spouted blue fire and sprayed at the ceiling…

Upstairs, Misaka Mikoto heard the gunfire. Her eyes lit up, and she cheerfully said, “Shifu, Shifu! They’ve agreed too!”

Liu Zilang: …

…

On the big screen of the tournament, the caster’s camera was focused on the intense battle at Mylta Power.

Since the following safe zone had its center around Factory, the teams at Mylta Power were fighting for their lives and taking the chance to sneak away.

Among those teams were Shroud and Chocotaco, and they were currently knee-deep in a bloodbath.

“I’m clear here, partner! How about you?”

“I’m still stuck here. This opponent’s tough to get rid of!”

“The blue circle is going to start shrinking soon! We need to go!”

“Hold on, let me throw a smoke grenade!”

There were only twenty-odd seconds left on the countdown timer.

Not only was Shroud’s team prepared to leave. A few lone wolves were making their move as well.

However, the teams in Factory had banded together to defend their ‘homeland’.

The people who came from Mylta Power and had intended to enter Factory were split into two, they were separated like water which hit a rock in the stream.

“Tsk tsk, it’s so heavily guarded. The people outside can’t enter.”

“There are only fifteen teams and twenty-four players left on the battlefield now. Four teams are guarding the Factory, and two teams are in the guard tower. The rest are doomed to wander in the wilderness.”

“Oh, wait! There’s a team that’s heading to the guard tower! It seems as if they would like to claim the place as their own.”

“Tsk tsk, he’s running into a brick wall. I don’t think they expect there to be people on both floors of the guard tower.”

On the caster’s camera, a team was seen going around the periphery of the Factory as it snuck toward the guardhouse outside.

The live audience members and live stream viewers cackled as they waited for drama to unfold.

They could already imagine the two people of the team being reduced to goo by a shower of bullets that would greet them.

However, what happened next was incomprehensible to those watching the match.

The two players had jogged along the way and were about a hundred meters away from the guard tower.

However, all was silent in the guard tower.

It was as if no one was inside it.

‘What… the hell is going on?’

The commentators looked at each other.

“Why aren’t they shooting yet?”

“Unless they plan to lure them closer?”

“But that’s a little too close, no?”

“…”

Not only were the spectators were confused. However, in the match, Misaka Mikoto who was crouching on the second floor of the guard tower was as equally confused. “Shifu… why aren’t we shooting?”

“Ever heard of passing the buck?”

“The buck? It’s bad manners to swear.”

“…”

The reason why Liu Zilang did not shoot at them was that he wanted to use the team downstairs as a protective shield.

Once the opponents got too close, the people downstairs would be forced to engage with them. Naturally, a fight would then break out.

At that time, he could seize the opportunity and get rid of the threats downstairs in one fell swoop.

Vivian also had her own plans for not shooting.

Her plans, however, were not as unorthodox as Liu Zilang’s.

Right then, she had confusion written all over her face in upper case!

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