Hyperthermal Hell || Apocalypse Paradise #1 [Complete]

81: Meeting at the Crossroads (4)

White Team: Flowery shirt A5, Hu Changzai A1, Long-legs C1, Old woman C3, Hai Tianqing D3, Loser D4.

Red Team: Lin Sanjiu A5, Old Wang E2, Zhong Junkai D5.

"How unfortunate! Contestants from both White Team and Red Team have chosen the A5 tile... We will just have to see who wins the duel to get the +1 point reward on the tile!" Mr. Dot said as he clicked his tongue. "If the Red Team loses this round again, this game will end. How exciting!"

After hearing that, the two other members of the Red Team turned pale. Chen Fan's corpse laid outside the grid, his harrowing pair of red eyes wide open. His shocked and aggrieved expression was, in fact, more terrifying than the messy wound on his chest.

'He was still alive a few minutes ago...' Facing the threat of death, Zhong Junkai felt continuous waves of weakness, and for a moment, his mind felt numb.

Just as Lin Sanjiu had anticipated, Flowery shirt stepped onto the same tile as her. The A5 tiles on both grids were very close to each other, so much so that if Lin Sanjiu looked straight, she would come face to face with Flowery shirt, who stared directly at her.

The man seemed to be in his mid-twenties. It was as if he had gotten his fashion sense from gangsters in some cliche Chinese drama, and the Hawaiian shirt he wore was annoyingly flashy. He only looked away from Lin Sanjiu when the black screen rose again, but he seemed to look forward to their duel.

"Miss Lin, please don't lose!"

Lin Sanjiu heard Zhong Junkai's anxious voice call from behind her just as she was about to take her first step toward the platform.

She looked behind and saw Zhong Junkai's face. It was covered with water droplets, though she couldn't tell if it was sweat or rain. "If you lose, we're goners!"

If she were to lose this round, the White Team would receive +3 points and three Active abilities. Needless to say, Chen Fan's death would also be in vain.

"All right, I'll try my best." Lin Sanjiu nodded. Following Hai Tianqing, she created some distance between herself and the platform. Then, she ran forward and leaped up with the momentum, landing onto the slate platform.

Lin Sanjiu looked down from the floating platform. She realized that she could also see a section of the White Team's semicircle clearly. She could see the members of the White Team huddling together, discussing, and she wondered if they were talking about their positions for the next turn. She looked over to where Mr. Dot stood, but she saw nothing but the hazy white fog.

"So, you still have the mood to look around, huh?" She heard an unfamiliar voice. Flowery shirt spoke quickly, chaining the syllabus in his words. Lin Sanjiu seemed unoffended as she turned to look at the man who had just jumped up onto the platform.

Looking back at her, the man chuckled. "Nevermind. You're too pitiable because you will soon have to offer one of your abilities to me..."

Lin Sanjiu eyed him coldly, feeling fury course through her body like lava. She let out a fleeting laugh. "I'll give you a few seconds to surrender."

Flowery shirt was stunned for a second as if he could not comprehend what she had just said.

Lin Sanjiu ignored him and looked down toward the White Team once more.

When she carried B. Rabbit into the white fog earlier, he immediately abandoned his act and told her all the information he had received from Hai Tianqing. Within the White Team, the person they had to look out for was that Old Woman. That woman was supposedly from another apocalyptic world; she was cruel and very skilled. On the other hand, the man in front of her was just a paper tiger.