Translator: AnubisTL
"What does this rule mean?"
"This rule means that when you turn to look at the attackers, you can only hold your gaze for a maximum of two seconds. You can't just turn and stare at them without moving."
"Look at that overseer below. He's just glancing back for a split second, seeing no movement, then turning away again, only to turn back immediately."
"He's wasting those two seconds completely."
"Therefore, the most effective strategy for the overseer is to turn back every three seconds!"
"And hold the gaze for two seconds each time!"
"This maximizes the compression of the attackers' movement time within the two-hour limit, while leaving only a one-second gap between each turn."
"That one-second gap allows the overseer's neck a brief rest and ensures the attackers have no opportunity to move."
"By maintaining this rhythm, the overseer becomes virtually invincible!"
"Boss," the bearded man beside him said with a bitter expression, "that's exactly what I'm worried about. If the overseer becomes invincible, how will we cope when it's our turn to attack?"
"Simple. We wait."
"Wait?"
"Mm-hmm. We wait." The young man in sportswear nodded again, casually spitting out his gum and sticking it to the top of his head. He then pulled another piece from his pocket and popped it into his mouth.
His gaze shifted to the player standing at the white starting line, leaning on his cane, his expression filled with admiration.
"This man is as clever as I am. He grasped the true rules of this level almost instantly and made the same choice I did."
"The strategy is actually quite simple."
"Whether you turn your head once or twice a second, or once every three seconds, no normal person can maintain that for long."
"So the attackers just need to wait. Wait until there are only ten or twenty minutes left, when the overseer's neck is aching unbearably, and then make their move."
"So, the next part is going to be pretty boring."
"This guy's just going to stand there for almost two hours. I'll take a nap; this level is all about endurance."
With a yawn, the young man casually glanced at Chen Jiang and the others before settling down for a nap.
But that one glance!
His pupils dilated instantly, his expression shifting to disbelief as he cursed, "What the hell? Where did they go? Five living, breathing people—how the fuck did they just vanish?"
Meanwhile, Chen Jiang stood calmly behind the white line behind the overseer.
Yes.
Less than a minute into the game, they had already reached the white line behind the overseer.
"Aish, fuck."
Scar Dog, bored, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and sneered at the mechanical race players in the stands. "Come on, give us some real challenge! Is that all you've got? A bunch of fucking trash."
He spat a thick wad of phlegm toward the audience.
Then, in the next instant—
The thick phlegm transformed into a vibrant green slime right before everyone's eyes.
"..."
Scar Dog stared at the slime with a blank expression for a moment before turning to Zhao Ritian beside him and saying darkly, "What are you trying to do? Can't you see this phlegm was meant to be mocking?"
"Who told you to turn it into a slime?"
"What exactly are you trying to accomplish?!"
"Ahem."
Zhao Ritian scratched the back of his head, looking slightly embarrassed. "Uh... sorry about that. It was just a reflex, a reflex. I couldn't help myself."
"From now on, if you spit phlegm again, I promise I won't turn it into a slime!"
"I swear!"
As for how they had gotten here, Chen Jiang casually glanced at the spot where the overseer had been standing. Now, a massive bell lay upside down over it.
This Giant Bell was one of his three-star items. Its specific effects weren't particularly useful, but it had one handy feature: it was large, heavy, and didn't make a sound even when struck.
It could be used as an Eastern Emperor Bell.
The overseer eliminated players as soon as it saw them move.
The simplest solution, of course, was to make sure the overseer couldn't see them at all.
Achieving this was simple: they just needed to trap the overseer inside the Giant Bell. Even if the overseer's eyes bulged out of their sockets, they wouldn't be able to see them.
The real challenge was how to silently trap the overseer inside the Giant Bell while he was constantly turning his head at high frequency.
Chen Jiang glanced down at the item effect of his Bloodstained White Shirt.
[Item Name: Bloodstained White Shirt]
[Item Star: Two-Star Item]
[Item Details: This white shirt is stained with blood. The stains, like rust, are impossible to wash out. Yet, the shirt remains impervious to dust and all other impurities.]
[Item Effect: Freezes all objects within a 100-meter radius for three seconds, except for the wearer. During this time, no one within the area except the wearer retains any memory of those three seconds.]
[Item Restriction: Can only be used once every 24 hours.]
[Item Set: Part of a seven-piece clothing set. Collecting four or seven pieces grants additional set effects.]
[Item Description: This shirt has never been worn. While we can't explain why it's bloodstained despite being unworn, you can assume the blood came from the shirt itself.]
[Item Effect: This item allows the user to freeze all objects within a 100-meter radius for three seconds, excluding themselves. After the three seconds, no one will retain any memory of what occurred during that time.]
[This effect doesn't pause time; it freezes objects.]
[While the effect is active, time continues to flow normally within the area. Only the objects within the radius are frozen, including the overseer's thoughts and movements.]
The plan was simple.
Li Hao mapped the area and marked the key points.
Scar Dog opened a phantom gate behind the overseer.
The moment the phantom gate appeared, Chen Jiang activated the Bloodstained White Shirt's item effect, freezing all objects within a 100-meter radius. He stepped through the phantom gate, reappearing behind the overseer.
Using the space bracelet, he summoned the massive Eastern Emperor Bell to trap the overseer.
Three seconds later...
Scar Dog reopened the phantom gate, teleporting the group from the starting white line to the finish line.
The process was simple and straightforward, posing little difficulty.
However, the spectators in the stands saw it differently. Chen Jiang could only pause objects within a 100-meter radius around himself, leaving the audience unaffected.
Thus, the spectators had a clear view of the entire sequence—except for one young man who happened to yawn at the crucial moment.
In the stands:
The young man's jaw slowly dropped as he stared in shock at the now-empty starting line and the five figures of Chen Jiang's group, along with the Giant Bell, now standing at the finish line.
His voice trembling with disbelief, he exclaimed, "Xiao Hu, how the hell did they get over there?"
"I yawned, and they were gone! Did they just teleport or something?"
"Pretty much," the bearded man beside him replied, his voice dazed with awe. "The man with the cane took a single step behind the overseer, pulled out that Giant Bell from his coat, and trapped the overseer inside. Then the remaining four at the starting line took a single step forward and appeared at the finish line too."
"And then... it was over."
"No," the young man protested, his voice incredulous. "Was that overseer an idiot? Didn't he even look back?"
"Just letting a man appear behind him and then letting himself be trapped under a Giant Bell?"
"Well, the overseer did seem to freeze up. For some reason, he stopped moving the moment the man with the cane stepped out, like he was possessed. Then he just let himself be covered by the Giant Bell."
"I see."
The young man nodded thoughtfully. "An innate ability that can confuse enemies' minds and teleport short distances?"
He spat out the chewed gum and stuck it to the top of his head, then popped a fresh piece into his mouth. Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at Chen Jiang and the others with keen interest. "As expected, the human players' unique random innate abilities always manage to create surprises in certain situations."
"The human player below seems to have a decent innate ability, but it's definitely not as good as yours, Boss."
The bearded man beside him gazed at the young man with admiration. "After all, boss, your strength among human players is second to none. Apart from Chen Jiang, you're probably the strongest human player."
"If you had competed for the rankings, your fame might even surpass Chen Jiang's."
"These human players must be among the few left in this event. Apart from us, everyone else is probably a mechanical race player."
"Interesting."
The young man nodded with a faint smile. "Then let's see how these players plan to handle things when they're on the overseer's side."
"Idiots, idiots!!!"
"Utter fools!!!"
Seated in the audience, the captain of the Overlord of the World Team clenched his fists and roared under his breath, his face contorted with fury.
He couldn't understand why Xiao Wu had suddenly frozen in place, allowing the man to walk behind him and trap him under the giant bell!
But he didn't blame Xiao Wu entirely.
Firstly, he knew.
Xiao Wu hadn't stopped moving on his own; he had been tricked by that cunning human player using some underhanded tactics.
Secondly, he couldn't blame Xiao Wu.
By then, the human player had already stowed away the Giant Bell, and Xiao Wu lay motionless on the ground, blood seeping from his five orifices, clearly dead.
This was what the event meant by "elimination."
Although they had long predicted that elimination meant death, witnessing it firsthand still sent a chill down their spines.
At that moment—
A notification rang in their ears.
[The Overlord of the World Team and the "It's Just an Event, Some Action Is Normal" Team have begun the second round of Red Light, Green Light.]
[The "It's Just an Event, Some Action Is Normal" Team must quickly select an overseer.]
[All members of the Overlord of the World Team must enter the arena immediately.]
[...]
The leader of the Overlord of the World Team, his face grim, remained silent for a moment before issuing orders: "We'll move independently from now on."
"We have the numerical advantage!"
"We just need to spread out and advance. The overseer can only look in one direction at a time, making it impossible for them to see all of us."
"Yes!"
The other men around him nodded in agreement, though it was clear they lacked confidence in the success of this somewhat crude plan.
Meanwhile, Chen Jiang and his group were standing near the overseer's white line.
"Tsk."
Chen Jiang stared at the blueprints Scar Dog had handed him, involuntarily sucking in a cold breath. A slight toothache seemed to flare up as he looked up at Scar Dog. "Can you explain how you came up with all this... nonsense?"
"What's the matter, Brother Jiang? You know how it is," Scar Dog said with a serious expression tinged with pride. "As the old saying goes, Scar Dog always has a way."
"Alright, you really do have a way," Chen Jiang nodded strangely, his gaze fixed on the blueprints. He turned to Wang Defa. "How about you? Any problems?"
"No problems at all, Brother Jiang!" Wang Defa grinned widely, his lips stretching almost to his ears. "My physical condition is top-notch, thanks to you letting me kill so many mutated beasts every day."
"Good."
After a moment's thought, Chen Jiang nodded. "Let's get started, then. We'll proceed as planned."
Meanwhile, in the spectator stands...
The bearded man glanced curiously at Chen Jiang and the others huddled below, wondering what they were up to. "Boss," he asked, "how do you think they'll choose the overseer?"
"Isn't it obvious?" the young man in the tracksuit replied with a shrug, his tone casual and confident. "Anyone with half a brain would pick that strongman as the overseer."
"You saw what happened during the high platform tug-of-war, right? That guy lifted ten people and spun them around in the air. With that kind of physical prowess, he probably has some innate ability that enhances his physique."
"In this situation, the strongman is the perfect choice for overseer."
"He can easily endure neck strain and maintain a three-second head-turning frequency, making it virtually impossible for the Overlord of the World Team to break through his defenses."
"The real question is whether his innate ability boosts strength or overall physical fitness."
"If it's just strength, it might not be that helpful. But if it enhances his overall physical fitness, that changes everything."
Soon, the match between the 'It's Just an Event' squad and the 'Overlord of the World' squad officially began.
The starting signal echoed in the ears of all players.
(End of the Chapter)
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