Chapter 78

Lin Yang's deathly pale complexion suddenly bloomed with hope, as if he had discovered a straw to clutch at.

"There's still a fourth one! There's still hope!!" Lin Yang clenched his fists, extremely excited.

He then turned his head and said excitedly, "Su Yang, did you hear that? I can still keep playing the game; I still have a chance to live!"

Su Yang frowned; this was not fair to the players in the top one hundred of the scoreboard.

They had fought through game after game, exhausting every available resource to finally reach this point.

They were just waiting for the settlement to leave the prison.

Now, a new Death Game has suddenly been thrown in, which means the outcome is undecided, and anyone could become an 'escaper.'

"The fourth one... is the buffer period only one day?" Su Yang rubbed his temples.

"What do you think?" Qin Weiyang asked.

"You guessed right; He doesn't want to waste a single 'seed'." Su Yang said.

"So this Death Game will only last two days." Qin Weiyang said.

Su Yang turned to look at the extra food gift package and a silver arms box that had appeared in the cell.

The variety of food was richer, with more milk coffee and instant steak, and the bread tasted better too.

Besides that, there were many small cakes, such as the durian mille-feuille and tiramisu commonly found outside.

It is worth mentioning that whether it was the instant steak or the cakes, they only had a one-day shelf life.

"A final meal?" Su Yang opened the packaging and took a big bite of the steak, finding the seasoning and flavor excellent, and full of juices.

Afterward, he ate a piece of cake; it was soft, fragrant, and sweet, with moderate sweetness.

Su Yang gulped down some mineral water, chewed hard a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Nothing he ate tasted like anything now; he had no time to savor the deliciousness of the food.

He behind the scenes does whatever He wants, suddenly throwing out a 'surprise' that catches people off guard.

"If it's a Death Game with two thousand participants, how should I use my talent?" Su Yang worried.

More than half the people must believe for it to come true.

It's hard to control when the number of people exceeds ten, let alone several thousand.

"Damn..." Su Yang rarely cursed, but after experiencing this backstabbing, he couldn't help it.

At this moment, he noticed Qin Weiyang open the arms box and take out a ten-centimeter-long injection.

"What is this?" Su Yang was curious; he had also received this reward.

"All-purpose recovery injection. Try it and you'll know."

Saying this, Qin Weiyang forcefully inserted the needle into her arm, pressed one end, and injected the transparent liquid inside into her body.

Before long, the wounds and scars on her body healed and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just two minutes, the dense scars had all dissipated, returning to their original fairness and smoothness.

It was as if she had never been injured at all!

"So magical?" Su Yang was slightly stunned.

Qin Weiyang was also slightly surprised and subconsciously touched her ear, "The tinnitus is gone too."

"Besides healing wounds, it can also cure illnesses?" Su Yang raised an eyebrow.

He thought that among the more than five billion people remaining, everyone carried some degree of illness or pain.

For example, cancer patients, HIV carriers, paralyzed players...

Or even those missing limbs.

This injection might be able to restore them to their original appearance.

This reward could be called a divine medicine!

But not all players could have it; Su Yang observed that he and Qin Weiyang had injections, but Lin Yang did not.

Not many other players had them either; he guessed that only those who received an S-level rating in the third Death Game were qualified to obtain one.

He then opened the arms box and looked at the injection lying inside, holding it in his hand to examine it.

The design was very exquisite, and the materials and design were full of a sense of technology.

It's just that he didn't know what the ingredients of the transparent liquid inside were.

"Are you going to inject it?" Qin Weiyang asked when she saw this.

"I have a few frostbites on my body." Su Yang said.

Although frostbite is painful, it didn't affect his mobility.

Just as he was deliberating, a flash of inspiration struck him.

"Rewards seem to be able to be brought directly into the game." Su Yang thought to himself.

"Don't overthink it, just stick it in." Qin Weiyang saw Su Yang hadn't moved for a long time and thought he was afraid of needles.

Su Yang rubbed it for a moment and ultimately chose to put it back.

A divine medicine that can make severed limbs grow back would be a waste to use now just for a few frostbites.

A moment later, the broadcast sound rang out again:

"The rules for the fourth Death Game, 'Song of Blood and Fire,' are as follows—"

"The top one hundred players on the scoreboard will enter the armory half an hour early to choose weapons and equipment, and then choose their landing location."

"The remaining players will board planes an hour later to enter the island and choose their parachute drop points."

"Killing any player in the top one hundred can replace their ranking, and the game will end in two days."

"During the game, there will be toxic mist attacks, which will randomly shrink every hour."

"Airdrop boxes will be dropped at irregular intervals to provide equipment, and there is a probability of random bombing events."

"Total number of game participants—2546."

Once the rules and content were announced, the prison immediately exploded into chaos.

"Killing me can replace my position? What the hell is this, two thousand people against one hundred, how are we supposed to play?"

"Is this how you treat the top one hundred players? Why do these losers who can't get points deserve a chance to turn things around?"

"I don't accept this! Administrator, get out here!"

The players who were originally laughing and preparing to leave the prison felt like they had been struck by lightning upon hearing this news.

This unfair game was completely targeting them.

They were all flesh and blood, and couldn't fly or burrow into the ground, so what could they compete with?

You could guess with your toes how crazy these players who had no hope of reaching the top one hundred would be.

They would definitely disregard everything to find people to kill.

In this way, they were no different from prey.

Where there is sorrow, there is joy.

Players outside the top one hundred were extremely excited.

"Haha, weren't you guys shouting just now? Keep shouting for me, tomorrow I'll kill you all!"

"Wash up and wait, I'm going to smash your heads open to see if they're filled with blood or water!"

"I've been annoyed by you guys for a long time, all of you acting so high and mighty, just wait for me to drag you all down!"

The rampant laughter drowned out the indignant words.

Complaining had no meaning.

The administrators in the prison only cared about killing, not about handling things.

It can be a very terrifying thing for people with no way out to see hope.

At least for Su Yang and the others, this was an extremely crazy hunt.

"We'll be opponents tomorrow." Lin Yang suddenly said.

"Rest assured, I won't go easy on you." Su Yang nodded.

Lin Yang suddenly stared fixedly at Su Yang's profile, "I want to say the same thing to you."

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense.

Su Yang knew very well that the two could only laugh and talk when there was no conflict of interest.

Relieving loneliness, each taking what they needed.

Now that they were about to become enemies, Su Yang naturally had no need to worry about face or old feelings.

"Number one on the scoreboard, I want to see what kind of ability you have." Lin Yang's eyes revealed ruthlessness.