Chapter 104: Let's Not Talk About Sniping—Be Civilized, You and Me

The C4 explosion had a wide blast radius; it not only knocked down Liu Delie and the elementary school student under his shield, but also killed Liu YunTao, who was setting up a sniper on top.

Meanwhile, Zhang Jie had already jumped out the window to escape while helping Liu Delie disable the third-floor trap, so as not to be caught in the blast.

Since both of them were knocked down by the explosion, the assessment was immediately deemed over, and the two showed up dazed in the assessment preparation hall.

The sniper lay on the ground, still holding the pose of getting up, looking around dazedly.

What the hell happened?

He had only heard a few explosions, then fired a shot, and as he was about to get up he heard his teammate shout "Holy shit!"

He was then immediately sent back.

His teammate stared blankly, his mind repeatedly replaying the iron bucket–like object charging forward with a shield, pinning him beneath it.

Feeling a faint, continuous pain in his abdomen, he suddenly had an illusion.

He felt as if a shield were pressing on him.

Holy fuck, that's outrageous!

On the other side.

The C4 blast blew a huge hole in the high-rise, flattening the fourth and fifth floors.

Liu Delie crawled on the ground like a dog, shouting "Save me! Save me!"

Zhang Jie injected himself with a shot of medicine, then quickly went forward and helped Liu Delie to his feet.

Liu Delie angrily cut six points; at this moment he felt completely refreshed.

It felt like years of thick phlegm were sucked from his nasal passages, and like a clot blocking his brain for over a decade was removed; in short, Liu Delie felt his mind exceptionally clear, and even the world seemed much clearer.

Liu Delie awakened to strange knowledge, and now he completely loves this style of play.

Zhang Jie doesn't know what strange XP Liu Delie awakened; his mind is filled only with thoughts of his own sniper rifle.

While scavenging the ruins, Zhang Jie kept searching for a box covered by rocks; turning his head, he saw Liu Delie nearby, injecting medicine and giggling foolishly, and he kicked him in annoyance.

Hurry up and dig! This commotion is huge; someone will surely come soon.

Oh oh!

Liu Delie quickly geared up and followed Zhang Jie to start digging on the spot.

In the Dream Monitoring Room, all the teachers looked at the dazed Liu YunTao being sent back, also looking dazed.

Given the need to strategize the game so much, for this unscored game all the teachers can do is merely know that such an item exists, without knowing its actual specific power.

This... this thing's power is really that great?

If this much C4 were stuck on a B‑level player, it would definitely blow the opponent up.

The Dream Builder responsible for the whole map also quickly checked, saying somewhat helplessly.

According to their dosage of explosives, it should be doable.

This kid probably understands this game very deeply.

After a moment of silence, everyone grew curious about Zhang Jie, eager to see what tactic he would come up with next.

This final exam looks not only at these elementary students' talent, but places more importance on their analytical and thinking abilities.

Zhang Jie's approach inevitably gives them more new ideas.

Brother Jie, you want this sniper rifle, right?

Liu Delie dug out a box from the ruins, and from that box—which could be said to possess space‑technology—he pulled out a sniper rifle.

Zhang Jie heard Liu Delie's somewhat crude remark, his face darkened, and he reached out to take the sniper rifle.

What sniper rifle? Let's not talk about sniping—be civilized, you and me.

Liu Delie didn't react right away; his brain crashed for two seconds, then he reacted.

Brother Jie, I really didn't think that way.

Zhang Jie said nothing, happily hugging the sniper rifle, and casually tossed his AK to the side.

With this, watch me bring you on a killing spree!

After equipping the sniper rifle, Zhang Jie took out the prepared silencer from his bag and screwed it on with a creaking sound.

He is now totally Zhang Jie!

Without the rifle, Zhang Jie took a Uzi from the bag, slipped it into his left waistband, and with Liu Delie ran off to another side.

Quickly seizing the high ground, Zhang Jie chose another building with a decent view.

Their luck was not bad; the safe zone kept shrinking around them, so they didn't need to shift position.

Piu!

The silenced sniper rifle now resembled an invisible god of death, constantly felling unlucky souls who entered the city to avoid the poison zone.

Every shot is a headshot, yet he doesn't finish them off.

Zhang Jie is farming points, using the points earned from knockdowns to continually boost his score ranking; this is allowed by the rules.

This is the true way to be a camper under these rules!

Of course, if they had previously agreed to farm points together and openly go all out under the teachers' noses, that would also count as being a true hero.

Liu Delie gazed on from the side, eyes greedy, but he didn't speak; embracing the thigh requires the resolve to embrace the thigh.

At this moment, Zhang Jie seemed to have mind‑reading ability, smiling as he glanced at Liu Delie.

The marksman rifle I gave you is still there, right? Your turn.

OK!

Liu Delie knew his good buddy wouldn't let him down, quickly pulling out a marksman rifle from behind his back.

When someone shows up, you just aim at them; I'll ask beforehand if you've aimed properly; once you're ready, you can just fire—no need to deliberately aim for the head.

Got it!

Liu Delie was unusually happy, imitating Zhang Jie by concealing himself on the rooftop, waiting for the fish to bite.

Soon after, a dust‑covered figure cautiously entered this part of the city, carefully observing the surroundings.

It was Yu Xiaomo; her teammates were obviously dead, and she herself had experienced nearly ten skirmishes, big and small.

She moved like a nimble cat, crouching low and advancing silently, making no footstep sound, yet her trail had already been exposed to Zhang Jie's eyes.

"Liu Delie."

"Hey!"

"Zhang Jie marked a location"

"Do you see the window of that white house? Aim your crosshair there."

Liu Delie obediently shifted the gun muzzle and aimed at the spot Zhang Jie mentioned.

"I'll count 321; when I reach one, fire immediately regardless of whether anyone is there!"

"3... 2... 1!"

As Zhang Jie's words fell, Yu Xiaomo's crouching silhouette suddenly appeared!

(All you godfathers! My Lin Ran insists on taking me for hot pot tomorrow, so there's still an update early this morning, aw)