Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 1249

He was just pretending to be a cripple, you old sly fox.

Feng Lan, who was hiding outside the window on the balcony with one hand, squinted her eyes. She took back what she had said earlier about thinking the game was friendly. This was simply insidious. Was a game with such difficulty really something a beginner should be able to play?

"Damn it! I'm going to tear you to pieces!" the hunter roared, his bloodshot eyes staring at the sulfuric acid on the bedroom floor, which was hissing. The trail led all the way to the window, and he strode toward it, trying to see which way the guy had run away. He put his hand on the balcony, but when he looked up, he was met with the dark muzzle of a gun.

"Bam—"

The hunter was shot and sent flying a great distance, with a large amount of blood gushing from his body.

"Not dead?" Feng Lan was a little surprised. She turned over and went back to the windowsill. It was quite tiring to be clinging to the outside all the time.

She could have shot right between the eyebrows, how could she not die?

Feng Lan stared at the hunter's corpse, walked up to him, and looked at the unconscious hunter. Blood gushed from the wound and covered his face. The wound between his eyebrows was slowly healing, and the bullet was left in the wound.

Obviously, the hunter will be able to wake up again after a certain amount of time has passed.

Feng Lan narrowed his eyes, raised his gun and aimed it at the hunter. The hunter on the ground seemed to sense something, and slowly struggled, opening his eyes, but was unable to get up from the ground.

"never mind."

After a long while, Feng Lan lowered her gun. She wasn't sure if her survival was due to the game's design or because new players received a lenient treatment on their first day. Similarly, hunters would also receive a certain degree of fairness and wouldn't be killed by a shotgun on the first day.

"We'll know tomorrow." Feng Lan bypassed the blood and panting corpses on the ground and searched the house again. Sure enough, she found another hunting rifle in the hunter's bedside table's hidden compartment, but she didn't find any other bullets.

She had noticed a lot of bullets on the hunter when they first met.

Feng Lan stroked his chin, concluding that it was simply a game setting.

……

"Is she going to be okay?"

A high school student, a professional woman, and a fat man on the ground are gathered together. The fat man's wound is tightly bandaged by the high school student's school uniform jacket, barely stopping the bleeding.

Not long after Feng Lan disappeared, the three heard the hunter's footsteps and split up in the forest without hesitation. The fat man was very unlucky because the chains on his body and his deeper footsteps compared to the other two allowed the hunter to catch up with him. He was caught by the hunter and stabbed in the stomach, almost dying. But the hunter suddenly shouted and put him down without hesitation and ran back.

The high school student also heard the hunter's commotion, since he had never concealed himself in this forest. She and the career woman quickly found the fat man.

"It's a good thing you have a lot of fat." The high school student gently patted the fat man's arm. If it weren't for his thick fat, the hunter's knife would have only pierced the fat and a little bit of flesh, without hitting his internal organs. Otherwise, her bandaging would have been useless.

The fat man, pale from blood loss, smiled bitterly at the high school students' teasing, "This is the only lucky thing that happened to me today because of my fat."

Shortly afterward, the three men heard gunshots coming from the direction of the cabin.

That's why high school students are worried about Feng Lan.

The fat man snorted, "What's there to worry about? She's the fastest runner, she disappeared in a flash. Maybe she's the one who fired that shot!"

After the fat man finished speaking, he thought it made sense. "That's right. This hunter stabbed me, but then suddenly put me down and rushed home. It must be that female player or that male veteran player who went to raid my base!"

The fat man's words made sense. The high school student and the professional woman looked at each other, and a hint of expectation flashed in their eyes.

"If it really was the hunter who got hit, then the dungeon should end quickly, right?" The high school student opened the panel, but unfortunately, there was no number of survivors in the dungeon, otherwise she could be more certain.

However, the three of them were destined to be disappointed. They waited for quite a while but did not hear the sound of the dungeon being cleared.