Chapter 818: with translation of chapter title

"The death match begins!"

The final countdown passed in an instant.

A piercing white light shot up from the opened spatial gate, penetrating up and down to form a guiding pillar of light.

At the same time, the detailed rules of the death match were also displayed.

A white canopy swept down.

"Rule 1: For each kill of an opposing camp trialist, gain 1 honor point."

"Rule 2: Within one's own war zone, for each hour a zone flag is erected, gain 10 death match honor points."

"Rule 3: Seizing another war zone's flag, for each hour held, gain 100 honor points."

"Rule 4..."

The information poured down like a waterfall, densely packed, prompting all Awakened Ones to seriously examine and study it.

Unlike the others.

Lin An glanced at it briefly and then stopped paying attention.

To him, these rules could be summed up in a single sentence.

Kill them all, loot them all, leave none.

However, the last few special rules instead piqued his interest.

"Captain Lin, which day are we entering?"

Watching the Awakened Ones file into the light pillar in droves, Zhang Tie unconsciously licked his lips and asked.

Few people remained on the field; the Awakened Ones who had not yet entered were also overlaid with a mosaic‑like shadow, appearing to be the system's protective mechanism.

"The third day."

Lin An replied flatly, his gaze sweeping over the few trialists still not entered.

According to the last few rules of the death match,

The entire death match battlefield is divided into seven layers, each with a small number of zombies or mutants present.

Layer 1 is the safest, but gives no honor; layer 7 is the most dangerous, providing 7 honor points per hour.

Moreover, each major war zone can choose different layers to station in; as expected, they will head to different areas according to their strategic arrangements.

One can imagine that, according to the system's rules, the war zones will devise considerably complex tactics among themselves.

And for trialists who have not yet entered, if they enter the death match each night for a day, they can manually select which layer to enter.

Calling up the death match's publicly released power distribution map, Lin An casually fixed his gaze on the edge of a cluster of red dots.

After entering the death match, the flow of time speeds up.

Don't think he's only waited outside for an hour; the first batch of trialists who entered have likely already fought for twelve hours.

"Three days later, we will directly skip the first two layers and go find the Korean war zone."

"By then, they should have already entrenched themselves in defense."

He pointed his finger at a red dot on the dynamic map; Lin An gave a light chuckle, then his finger drew a straight line between the red dots.

And the final destination turned out to be the North American war zone, encircled all around.

"Start killing from the edge, carve a path straight through them..."

It is like a fisherman patiently baiting a spot, waiting for the fish to gather together.

Only, what Lin An awaits is not casting a line to fish, but casting a net to catch them all.

Zhang Tie, after hearing this, gave a hehe laugh.

"Captain Lin, this plan is great!"

His laugh was simple and honest, yet full of brutal intent.

Closing the power map, Lin An, lost in thought, lifted his head to gaze at the soaring light pillar.

Unlike him, the other scattered Awakened Ones who had not entered the death match mostly held the idea of gathering intelligence.

Inside the death match, one cannot see the movements of each war zone, but outside one can.

It must be said, the final death match arranged by the system is actually full of strategic gaming and tactical confrontation.

Its ingenious design essentially turns this death match into an all‑out war drama between the war zones.

Layer 6, the Huaxia war zone's station.

Nearly two thousand Awakened Ones, fully focused, guarded the surroundings.

Around the position lay hundreds of zombie corpses, among them a few howling female specters, their bodies sliced open by laser.

Fraught with danger, layer 7's sky is dim yellow, truly a scene of apocalypse.

The position was quiet, silent.

All Awakened Ones possessing detection‑type abilities were dispatched nearby to serve as scouts.

Technology and spiritual power combined.

Layer upon layer of hastily erected firepower lines, array formations and barriers, turned the entire station into an ironclad fortress.

Hovering above the highest point of the position, Lihao was like a human radar, constantly scanning the surrounding movements.

Whenever he sensed a mutant rushing in at high speed, he raised his hand to unleash a high‑energy laser that pierced the mutant's skull.

To avoid being jointly attacked by the major war zones, the military could only grit its teeth and enter the sixth layer, hoping to use the monsters present there to split the enemy.

However.

Four hours ago, a scouting squad dispatched by the European war zone still discovered their trail.

After a brief firefight, the enemy dropped thirteen corpses, then turned into a white light and was reborn at the respawn point.

"That squad must have already sent our coordinates back."

"Get ready; barring any surprises, they are now mustering their forces and moving toward us."

The High Level Awakened One in charge of joint command let out a silent sigh, yet their face showed no trace of despair.

He glanced at the white light circle at the most central point behind him, which was the resurrection point of the entire Huaxia war zone.

Red flags were placed upright there, fluttering in the wind.

Today is already the second day of the death battle.

But the honor points they obtained are only a pitiful 781.

This is the total harvest of the entire war zone.

"Wait... wait for the final melee."

"General Chen Yangtian has already led several squads, preparing to lurk into other war zone areas to hunt down other trial-takers."

"How many, can we still get a few more honor points?"

How arduous, bitter.

They must fight for the entirety of Huaxia, not retreat a single step.