Chapter 75: Martial Saint Revival
If he hadn't come, today's massacre in the courtyard would have been a blood sacrifice to the Martial Saint, forcing the wandering players from the Simulation Field to take sides.
But since he happened to come today, Mr. Zhao changed his plan accordingly.
The ambush in the courtyard became targeted at him and Feng Zhong.
Those people successfully killed themselves, the top three players in the Simulation Field were eliminated, and Mr. Zhao, who was fourth, was promoted to first place. The remaining resources were used to target the candidates who hadn't arrived yet and to plan the revival of the Martial Saint.
If he killed all the sacrifices in the courtyard, Mr. Zhao would join forces with him to eliminate the revived Martial Saint, end the Simulation Field, eliminate the others, and maintain the current rankings...
No matter which step he took, he wouldn't lose.
Of course, there might be more to come.
For example, during the process of killing the Martial Saint, or at the end, he could attack him and Feng Zhong, kill himself, inherit his attributes, and still be able to defeat the Martial Saint and become the first.
No matter what the result was, everything he did would become his wedding dress, and he wouldn't lose...
Indeed, a well-planned scheme!
Du Ge looked at Mr. Zhao upstairs and instantly understood everything. He couldn't help but admire his intelligence. Within a month, he had joined the Qiao Family, borrowed the Qiao Family's power to help the Peacekeeping, and set up such a big trap. Such a talent deserved to be his opponent!
At this moment, Du Ge had almost figured out the rules of the Simulation Field. The main mission was over, the assessment was closed, and those who were trying to stabilize and develop themselves would be eliminated due to their rankings.
The main mission was the real forced shrinking.
To achieve a good ranking in the Simulation Field, players had to strengthen themselves step by step while approaching the main mission.
In the end, all the strong would compete for rankings in the final round.
This way, it would prevent anyone from endlessly dragging out battles in the Simulation Field for the sake of development.
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Having understood everything, Du Ge looked at the two old coins upstairs and nodded.
Although this plan was more advantageous to Mr. Zhao, it didn't harm him either.
By ending the Simulation Field in advance, his first place position would be secure. There was no reason for him to fear being fourth or fifth. With one punch, he could break through all obstacles. No matter what conspiracy or plan, it would ultimately come down to strength.
"Brother Qi is indeed decisive." Mr. Zhao seemed to have expected Du Ge's agreement early on. He clasped his fists and smiled, "After leaving the Simulation Field, let's be friends."
Du Ge pointed to the silent girl beside him.
As time passed, the heartbeat grew faster and stronger.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
It was like someone was drumming beneath the ground.
Eventually, the entire ground began to tremble with the heartbeat. The loose tiles on the roof were shaken off, falling to the ground and making a crisp sound.
Through the eyes at the back of his head, Du Ge clearly saw the tension among the people on the tower.
Mr. Zhao pursed his lips: "It's coming."
Du Ge looked at Feng Zhong and Wang San, instructing, "You two stay here and don't move."
"Brother Qi, I'll go with you..." Wang San tried to speak, but no sound came out. He was so anxious that he kept gesturing with his hands.
"I'll go too." Feng Zhong said silently.
"No, you two wait here, don't worry about me, just keep an eye on the guy upstairs." Du Ge smiled, not avoiding Mr. Zhao, and said directly, "We've worked hard to get the results we have now, don't let someone else take advantage of us at the last minute."
Feng Zhong was stunned, then nodded heavily, saying silently, "I will."
Wang San also nodded in agreement.
"Brother Qi, you're too cautious. At this juncture, you're the main combat force. How could I possibly harm you?" Mr. Zhao shook his head helplessly, "I would need to have that ability!"
Before he could finish his sentence.
A loud boom echoed.
Dirt flew up in the courtyard, rising more than five meters high, and the wooden window lattices shattered with a crash.
A figure shot up into the sky, accompanied by a wild laugh: "Hahaha, I fucking knew this would work, I'm the number one in the Simulation Field, everyone else will die..."
Upon hearing this.
Everyone present changed their expressions.
Qiao Pingjiang, who had prepared to say "ancestor", swallowed his words back into his throat, replacing them with: "Holy shit, someone actually possessed that mummy?"
(End of Chapter)