“Compared to Number One, Number Three Hunter’s task was less difficult, and the means of completing it were simple and direct.”
“As for artistry and entertainment value, we’re giving that one to an NPC.”
Zhu Yan: “…”
Zhu Yan felt a strong urge to turn on his mic.
What was that supposed to mean?
Were they deliberately making things harder for him and calling him out by name?
Picking on a Weird Tale?
The female voice ignored him completely.
“…But Number Three Hunter makes up for it by being exceptionally shameless. When it comes to harvesting human lives, he is ruthless and decisive, never dragging things out. That gives him a flavor all his own!”
“Taking everything into consideration, we’re giving him an overall rating of top-tier.”
Fine.
Zhu Yan silently committed Number Three Hunter’s theft of his ID to memory. His mind flashed back to the group of rookies he had seen the last time he went to the Recitation Stage.
Qiu Lingxiao’s two older brothers were among them.
Could Number Three Hunter be one of them?
He glanced around the vehicle. Yang Zhanbai had fallen silent again, while Director Jin’s face had darkened, the flesh along both cheeks trembling slightly. Clearly, he had been hit pretty hard.
“Next, let us congratulate Hunter No. 2 on claiming third place in the Hunter rankings.”
“Hunter No. 2’s player ID is User Deleted…”
Zhu Yan was at a loss.
What was going on?
Why was everyone imitating—or rather, plagiarizing—the ideas he had worked so hard to come up with?
The female voice let out a rigid “hee-hee” laugh, then abruptly cut it off.
“Hunter No. 2 held immense power in his hands. With just a little maneuvering, he completed his task.”
“However, Hunter No. 2’s level of caution far exceeded that of ordinary people, and this is worthy of commendation. Due to the special nature of his identity, we will refrain from detailing how exactly he completed his task.”
“In addition, Hunter No. 2’s estimated death toll is around twenty thousand. Quite commendable.”
Zhu Yan had no idea who the broadcast was commending.
It certainly wasn’t him.
“Please continue working hard, all Hunters! In a moment, we will announce the top ten players in the current overall rankings.”
The female voice vanished.
While the vehicle remained silent, Zhu Yan couldn’t resist questioning the voice.
“Hello, miss? This doesn’t seem right.”
“Can player IDs be duplicated? Why are all of them called User Deleted?”
“Well?” the female voice replied.
“Private channel activated, dear player.”
“In theory, we do not allow living players to use duplicate player IDs,” it said tactfully. “However, we do allow Hunters to use related items to conceal their identities.”
…Wow. He’d completely forgotten that the other Hunters could use items too.
Zhu Yan was truly at a loss.
“Oh, and by the way, we also have one User Helped Delete, one User Already Sold, and one User Has Been Deleted.”
As the voice spoke, three rows of red text displaying the IDs appeared before Zhu Yan’s eyes.
The female voice’s broadcast really did pronounce them all as “User Deleted.”
…Who had come up with this idea for them?
“Due to energy limitations, when making announcements, we cannot display the specific IDs of every player.”
“However, players can check the overall Hunter rankings to tell them apart.”
Zhu Yan pressed his lips together helplessly.
The female voice said nothing more. Instead, it smoothly changed the subject and brought Zhu Yan some good news.
“Before announcing the Player Rankings, dear Mr. Weird Tale, congratulations on despicably acquiring the portable instance location known as the Auditorium through the sordid method of killing your coworkers.”
Oh?
What a surprise!
The tiny bit of gloom he’d felt after being called out vanished in an instant.
A portable instance location—did that mean it could be carried around?
“The instance location has been added to the Personal Instance Map on the Hunter Personal Center homepage.”
“Due to the rules, before opening the instance, you must first implant the location inside an ordinary-sized building that people can enter.”
Zhu Yan understood immediately, and his whole body filled with energy.
In other words, as long as he had a building—whether it was a condemned structure or a public restroom—he could transform it into an instance with a single click!
“Please note: because the method by which you acquired this location was excessively shameless, we have decided to permanently leave the remains of the horror creature Illusion inside the Auditorium. We hope you will learn from this warning.”
Ha. How cool.
So there was already a dead dream-core monster inside, something he could use to scare players or horror creatures who entered?
“Learn from this warning!”
The female voice seemed to have heard Zhu Yan’s thoughts and reminded him in a melodious tone.
“Mr. Weird Tale, under normal circumstances, please do not contemplate targeting your coworkers.”
“Your reward has been issued in full.”
“You may log in to the Hunter Personal Center homepage at any time to check it. See you again soon!”
Zhu Yan was delighted.
He promptly forgot all those rambling warnings from the female voice and relaxed into his seat, scrolling through his phone.
This time, the term “Hunter” had completely taken over the trending searches, second only to “Public Beta Instance.”
Zhu Yan tapped into the topic and scrolled through it. He discovered that someone had already lightning-fastly combined a post from a survivor at the Western Suburbs Shelter with the Hunter broadcast, adding a hastily filmed, rough one-shot video.
The post had clearly been uploaded on the spur of the moment, yet in barely two minutes, it had already racked up tens of thousands of likes.
Zhu Yan skimmed through the survivor’s post.
“My roommate was selected to attend an event at the Auditorium a few days ago. I saw that the event was supposed to last until noon.”
“But just now, after I woke up, I was notified that we had to evacuate immediately. I heard that the leaders had already left the Auditorium, but I haven’t seen my roommate or any of the other attendees.”
“The last message my roommate left on the forum said that she couldn’t get out. She was trapped inside.”
“I demand that the leaders of the Western Suburbs Shelter explain what happened!”
In a hastily filmed video, the poster offered his own guesses and summary.
Judging by the background, the video appeared to have been filmed inside a bus.
“There’s no doubt that the Hunters were traitors who defected to the Frenzied Paradise in advance. Any player from the closed beta understands that.”
“I’m currently at the Southern Suburbs Shelter in Anwu City. This morning, we received an additional broadcast notification saying that the Hunter here had been killed by two god-tier players.”
Zhu Yan’s gaze lingered on that line.
Weren’t Chen Zhaoxing and Xu Tongguang at the Southern Suburbs Shelter?
If he got the chance, he would have to ask them what had happened.
“Hunter No. 1 killed everyone in the Auditorium. That much is beyond dispute. I’ve seen some comments claiming that Hunter No. 1 is kindhearted and merciful, but I disagree.”
“Listen up, everyone. I stand by my position: I think Hunter No. 1 is actually the most ruthless of the three—or rather, of all thirty!”
Damn.
What kind of outrageous statement was that?
What did he mean, Zhu Yan was the most ruthless?
Zhu Yan straightened up, ready to see what the man had to say. He casually pushed aside Yang Zhanbai’s head, which was nearly poking into the screen.
“Turn up the volume,” Captain Zheng called from the front row. “I want to hear what he’s saying too.”
Zhu Yan turned the volume all the way up, and the blogger’s persuasive voice echoed throughout the entire carriage.
“Think about it. What the other Hunters do is release the horrifying creatures and have them fulfill the kill quota.”
“But Hunter No. 1 is different!”
“He most likely trapped the horrifying creatures in the auditorium for his own benefit. As the survivor’s post reveals, he also trapped all the players who were in the auditorium at the time.”
The blogger’s expression darkened.
“If this really is the truth, then both in terms of intelligence and ruthlessness, he is a cut above the others!”
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