Zhu Yan was numb with disbelief.
Who were they talking about? Him?
Was this what they called forcing a flattering interpretation onto someone?
He had trapped that thing in the auditorium because his own abilities were limited. He could only be certain that its initial trajectory wouldn’t take it beyond the auditorium!
“Hey, that actually makes a fair bit of sense.” Captain Zheng was listening with great interest. “You have to hand it to these people—they really know how to analyze things.”
Yang Zhanbai, however, asked, “Captain Zheng, how can we level up faster? At this rate, we’ll never catch up to the [Hunters].”
He scratched his head. “No matter what, we’ve got to kill Hunter No. 1 and give those human traitors a good scare, right?”
“Otherwise, when will the corruption from [Carnival Paradise] ever end?”
Zhu Yan still said nothing.
He looked at Director Jin with concern and asked, “Are you all right?”
Director Jin was completely immersed in his emotions.
A strand of his slicked-back hair had fallen limply over his greasy forehead, while his cheekbones and jaw were drawn tight. His eyelids sagged solemnly.
There was no other reason for it. This whole affair was simply too humiliating.
The broadcast had made everything so clear. What else was there to misunderstand?
The two of them—uncle and nephew—had practically been played like fools!
Thinking about it now, the whole scene of [Hunter] No. 1 fleeing had probably been fake from the start.
When they thought they were safe and sound, [Hunter] No. 1 might have been right beside them, watching the show and laughing his head off.
Director Jin’s hand clenched helplessly around the hem of his jacket.
“I’m fine.”
He couldn’t afford to lose face in front of any of his subordinates.
As Director Jin looked at Zhu Zeyu’s concerned expression, phantom pain suddenly flared in his left hand, and a wave of lingering fear rose within him.
“[Hunter] No. 1 definitely hasn’t left,” he said abruptly, his tone growing increasingly agitated. “[Hunter] No. 1 is definitely still here! Jin Rongxu saw him, and that couldn’t have been a mental attack!”
“He should have been capable of killing Jin Rongxu. If he left us alive, what was he after? What exactly is he planning?!”
Zhu Zeyu soothed him. “Director, there’s no point dwelling on it.”
After all, Jin Rongxu was already dead.
“How about we focus on stabilizing the situation first, then have the staff from the Strategic Analysis Department look into it?”
Director Jin pressed his lips together and fell silent.
Zhu Yan leaned back in his seat, planning to sleep once the broadcast ended.
After waking up, he would contact his impostor friend and ask about the mission concerning the “Impostor District” in [Mount Fangcun].
The car fell quiet until the female voice came over the radio again.
“Good to see you again, players of the public broadcast channel!”
“This time, we’ll be announcing the players temporarily ranked in the top ten of the [Player Rankings]!”
“In addition, the top thirty players in the overall rankings will be posted at the top of the [Player Forum] after the broadcast. Players who didn’t make the list may enter their [Personal Center] to check their rankings.”
Zhu Yan was, admittedly, a little curious.
He knew that the players in Anwu City might not be very strong overall, but Bailu City was packed with talented people.
With his current strength, could he make it into the top thirty overall?
“First, let us congratulate the player with the ID [Maoshan Taoist], from Bailu City, for claiming the number-one spot on the [Player Rankings]!”
Yang Zhanbai perked up his ears, openly turning around to ask,
“Director Jin, is this Taoist one of ours?”
For some reason, the female voice suddenly let out a burst of mechanical giggling.
“[Maoshan Taoist] possesses extraordinary abilities. He can summon divine generals, and nothing can stand in his way.”
Zhu Yan felt a chill creep over him.
Other players might not understand [Carnival Paradise], but no player understood [Carnival Paradise] better than he did.
Whenever the female voice laughed like that over the public channel, nothing good ever came of it.
“He has killed a large number of terrifying creatures, many of them high-level. We cannot disclose his exact level at this time.”
“Overall, the number-one ranking is thoroughly deserved!”
Yang Zhanbai leaned back enviously and complained to Zhu Yan, “Hey, can Taoists really summon divine generals? When do you think this number one player can wipe out [Carnival Paradise]?”
Zhu Yan was silent for a moment.
“I don’t know.”
Judging by those two little giggles from the female voice, it probably wouldn’t be easy.
“Congratulations to the player with the ID [Reaper’s Scythe], from Bailu City, for claiming the number-two spot on the [Player Rankings]!”
Reaper’s Scythe.
If a player’s ID reflected their ability, this one was probably quite formidable.
“Although [Reaper’s Scythe] uses somewhat brutal methods to clear dungeons, his approach is unique and never follows the conventional rules.”
“Furthermore, he is wholly committed to humanity, with an exceptionally firm stance.”
“Taking everything into consideration, the number-two ranking is well deserved.”
All right. He sounded like a good person.
Captain Zheng muttered something from the front seat along the lines of, “Why are all these IDs so bizarre?”
The female voice once again gave a strange little giggle.
Two seconds later, it managed to suppress it.
“Next, the number-three spot on the [Player Rankings] goes to none other than non-player [Zhu Zeyu].”
The car skidded for the third time.
Yang Zhanbai cried out, “What?!”
Director Jin also looked incredulously at the somewhat wooden young man sitting beside him.
“Zhu Zeyu, what level are you now?”
Zhu Yan had actually forgotten.
He could never remember the parameters of his own OC. Fortunately, the female voice came to his rescue at exactly the right moment.
“Although player [Zhu Zeyu] appears to be relatively low-level, he excels at defeating enemies above his level.”
“Of course, his appearance on the rankings would not have been possible without the assistance of Hunter No. 1, Mr. [User Deleted].”
Captain Zheng reached up and adjusted the rearview mirror, studying him through it.
The three blazing gazes inside the car made Zhu Yan shift uneasily in his seat.
He wished he could cut the broadcast line immediately!
He had worked so hard to maintain this alias. He couldn’t let it be ruined now.
“What is strange is that Hunter No. 1 repeatedly suffered setbacks when fighting player [Zhu Zeyu], with his schemes being seen through in advance.”
“In addition, player [Zhu Zeyu] has repeatedly assisted in killing terrifying creatures above his level, leading his companions safely out of the tiger’s den.”
Zhu Yan felt a weight lift from his heart.
Good. That explanation covered everything.
“A cunning and resourceful individual whom even Paradise’s finest [Hunter] finds difficult to deal with!”
The female voice drew out the conclusion melodiously, then let out another little “hee” of laughter.
“The number-four player on the [Player Rankings] is Jin Rongxu.”
Zhu Yan almost laughed as well.
If one ignored his brains and looked only at his abilities, Jin Rongxu had indeed been exceptionally powerful while alive.
To deal with him, Zhu Yan had stacked who knew how many layers of defenses and used who knew how many cheats and external boosts.
If it had been anyone else, they probably wouldn’t have stood a chance.
He heard Director Jin let out a soft sigh, as though his entire body had finally relaxed with pride.
“Player Jin Rongxu possessed overwhelming strength and an extremely high degree of ability synergy.”
“Through his unremitting efforts, he successfully set himself on a path to immortality. This is cause for celebration and worthy of commendation!”
One question, though.
Did this “path to immortality” mean that Jin Rongxu, as a [Walking Corpse], couldn’t die?
But if Jin Rongxu’s abilities had subsequently become Zhu Yan’s, could Jin Rongxu—the [Walking Corpse]—still occupy a place on the current [Player Rankings]?
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