Chapter 682: I Like Your Brain! Recommendation?

The sudden upheaval left everyone in utter shock.

No one could have imagined, as the great disaster loomed and everyone fled.

Tang Youning actually resorted to such a lowly trick.

Borrowing another's body to shield and escort oneself!

Puff—puff!

Arrows rained down wildly, like a sudden gale and rain, with no sign of stopping.

"Tang, you motherfucker, are you even human?" Li Zhenhua shouted while frantically dodging.

He and Huang Zhenzhong had only a passing acquaintance; there was no deep bond between them.

The reason he shouted a harsh rebuke was solely because the scene was chaotic and full of murderous intent.

As Zhai Sixin said, although players are forbidden to fight each other, it doesn't mean they can't exploit the Environmental Kill!

Li Zhenhua, witnessing Huang Zhenzhong's gruesome death, couldn't help but imagine himself being grabbed to block arrows.

He was terrified!

"Is the one named Huang your father? Must you protect him like that?" Tang Youning said coldly.

Speaking that, an attack suddenly surged from behind; he gave a hard yank, and the human shield instantly turned direction.

At that moment, everyone was on edge; Liang Kaiji and Yu Meng kept leaping side to side, dodging with all their might, and instinctively keeping distance from each other.

Human nature has changed; no one knows who might silently stab from behind at this moment.

Suddenly, a cold arrow shot out from the southeast corner, its speed as swift as lightning!

Li Zhenhua sensed the danger and tried to react, but it was already too late!

"Rend!"

The hard arrow pierced through his palm, drawing a splash of warm fresh blood.

Li Zhenhua let out a muted groan, gritting his teeth against the pain as he sprinted toward the exit.

As long as he escapes the Dungeon, he can survive!

The others had better physical condition; even though the arrows flew at extreme speed, they could still barely cope.

At that moment, Yu Meng's peripheral vision caught a steadfast, unmoving Silhouette, startling her.

When she fixed her gaze, she saw the person with arms crossed over the chest, still maintaining the original posture and position, having never moved since the mechanism began.

"How could that be?" her Pupil suddenly contracted.

Could it be that the opponent's Innate Talent is Resistance?

But after watching a few more glances, she realized the arrows never came close to his surroundings at all.

Precisely, the arrows were not Launch toward the NPC behind him!

"I get it!" Yu Meng's mind sparked, and she instantly changed direction, charging toward the cage.

The others, seeing this, began to imitate, Tang Youning included.

He suddenly tossed Huang Zhenzhong's corpse, and his whole body clung to the cage like a gecko.

"Swoosh—"

The arrow barrage gradually waned, and after five minutes the battle quieted.

"Stopped?!" Li Zhenhua, just as he released his grip on the rail, felt a piercing pain in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and saw the blood still flowing outward.

"Bastard!" He tried to clench his fist in vain, then kicked the cage hard.

"Bang!"

This move startled the trembling men and women inside, but upon seeing the blood on the rail, they went berserk, rushing forward to lick it.

The scene was like a vampire starving for decades finally spotting food.

"You bunch of beasts!" Li Zhenhua spat harshly, sneering as he flicked his hand, splashing a few drops onto the ground.

This act suddenly sparked the Slaves' greed, who shrieked, trying to break through the cage with frantic blows.

Yu Meng and the others regained composure, glancing at the nearby corpses with cold eyes.

"They died rather casually; the game hasn't declared an end, indicating Gailun Bo Ge is not the killer," she said.

"Not necessarily; finding the murderer requires a vote, and now that someone else died, we've lost a selectable target," Liang Kaiji argued.

"A tiny Security Guard, dead is dead; now everyone won't have to worry at night, nor fear anyone secretly scheming," Yu Meng said meaningfully.

Liang Kaiji's complexion darkened slightly; before the Evidence chain was complete, she still needed the other's strength.

Now that Huang Zhenzhong died so suddenly, it might be Tang Youning's scheme behind it!

He deliberately used the momentum to kill a Nightwalker Innate Talent player.

Thinking of this, Liang Kaiji's face couldn't help but show a hint of gloom.

At this moment, everyone examined each other, fully tearing off their hypocritical masks.

Since the moment Tang Youning acted, the game has returned to its original track.

They no longer need to pretend to be friendly and continue getting along.

"What a pity, this guy actually liked the mask I made," Tang Youning said calmly, stepping on Huang Zhenzhong's Brain with his Foot.

"Brother Tang, does your conscience not hurt when you say that? He died because of you, why the pretentiousness?" Liang Kaiji said.

"It's just an instinct for self-preservation; stop standing on a moral high ground to criticize me. If it were you, you'd do the same," Tang Youning replied.

"Indeed, wouldn't fewer competitors be better?" Su Yang walked over, a smile at the Corner of Eye of his Mouth.

Liang Kaiji furrowed her Brow; she truly couldn't understand the relationship between the two.

Sometimes they seem like friends, other times like enemies who wish to tear each other apart.

"Speaking of this, we have to thank Su Xiong; without you, we probably wouldn't have gotten through so easily," Tang Youning said.

"Verbal thanks are often insincere; I like your brain—would you be willing to cut it off and give it to me?" Su Yang asked with a smile.

Tang Youning's expression remained unchanged, but a flash of murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

The murderous intent, however, was only fleeting.

He knows clearly that, in terms of physical fitness, he is by no means Su Yang's opponent.

If the other had just attacked him, the odds would be overwhelmingly against them!

"Now only six players remain on the field, and we need one more to go tonight; the time left for us is short," Zhai Sixin reminded.

"The decryption can't be delayed; let's swap the positions of the two Silver Coins," Yu Meng suggested.

"Who's going this time?" Su Yang asked.

The others looked at each other, and no one made a sound.

Having learned from past mistakes, they keenly realized that if another error occurred, they would be the first to bear the onslaught.

If it weren't for Zhai Sixin's robust physical condition, she would have long since become a dead soul under the arrow.

Yet at this moment she no longer stepped forward voluntarily.

Su Yang surveyed the room, raised an eyebrow, "The answer to a two‑choice question was wrong once; the next time it will surely be correct. What are you afraid of?"

"If you're not scared, you go." Li Zhenhua's indifferent face bore a hint of anger.

"It's easy to talk while standing without feeling any strain; Su Xiong sits back and reaps the benefits yet still makes cold remarks—doesn't that seem rather unprincipled?" Zhai Sixin complained.

"I agree with Brother Li's view," Tang Youning said, raising a hand mockingly. "You used the Safe Zone to evade the murderous intent; we don't have such luck."

"Come to think of it, Huang Zhenzhong's death still has to be blamed on you."

Su Yang sneered inwardly, cursing a bunch of cowardly, death‑afraid people.

But outwardly he remained calm, "So, does that mean everyone wants me to be the Vanguard?"

"Of course, aside from you, we can't think of a better candidate." Tang Youning's mouth curled into a triumphant smile.