Chapter 155: Chapter 65 Absurd Battle for Survival Chapter 155: Chapter 65 Absurd Battle for Survival “Mysterious backpack?”
This competition was exuding strangeness at every turn.
And now, at the final round, it was still so abnormal!
“Please proceed into the preparation room in order.”
At the officer’s command, everyone saw another side door open within the room they were in, the dark entrance looking incredibly grim.
“Hmph, what’s this nonsense?” A young man snorted coldly and walked in.
The rest looked at the entrance, trying hard to see or hear something.
Unfortunately, there was no sound.
Everyone looked at each other, while the smiling officer on the side watched them without hurrying them along.
When Mu Fan saw that nobody was moving, he stood up and slowly walked into the entrance, until the darkness swallowed him.
After Mu Fan had walked along the dark and winding passage for five minutes, he unexpectedly entered a large warehouse.
The lighting here was very bright, with mountains of parcels in front of him and rows of armed soldiers surrounding them.
This must be the core area, right?
A black Army Combat Uniform pack was thrown to him, and Mu Fan caught it and opened it to find neatly stacked combat gear and a dagger.
“Please select another backpack and then leave according to the directions on the electronic map.”
An officer with the rank of Captain spoke indifferently, his tone showing no intent of being polite.
Yet Mu Fan was frowning.
Selecting a backpack from these mountainous parcels – was this the mysterious backpack?
Secondly, why should they choose on their own?
Could it mean that the backpacks were different?
His gaze swept over, and Mu Fan suddenly realized that the sizes of the parcels varied!
No, the smells were different, too.
Sniffing, Mu Fan picked up the scent of food, the aroma of medicines, and even the distinct mechanical smell of firearms.
“Do not touch.
Just say the number.”
The Captain stopped Mu Fan from trying to find out more by examining them.
Oh?
Mu Fan’s eyes lit up, confirming there must be a catch.
So what did he need?
Food, medicines, weapons, armor, or other unknown items?
His eyes darted around, indecisive.
Suddenly, Mu Fan’s ears twitched – someone else was coming.
It must be the next candidate.
“I choose number 31.”
Mu Fan pointed to the backpack, which was not big on the outside but carried a smell that Mu Fan was familiar with.
It was the Repair Liquid he had just used yesterday!
He didn’t need anything else right now; if he was really going to survive in the jungle, he wouldn’t need to worry about food either.
Only if his left arm could form an effective combat capability, would he be able to survive in this kind of test.
The scent of blood from the wound would definitely attract the attention of wild beasts, and he had to find a way!
“Please confirm your choice is number 31?”
“Confirmed!”
The officer waved his hand, and the soldiers threw the backpack to him.
“Look at your electronic map, the rules are all there, and now… enter the ejection capsule.”
An oval-shaped single-person transporter slid up the ground track, the transparent hatch popped open, exposing a seat just big enough for one person to sit in.
Mu Fan didn’t have time to check the electronic map and could only sit in it first.
“Bang!” came a huge noise!
As soon as the transparent hatch closed, a strong thrust surged from behind, and he, along with the rush of adrenaline, entered a pitch-black tunnel.
Sparks flashed around him; he could feel himself still ascending rapidly, and then, after a mere 2 seconds, a blinding light filled his vision.
Had he come out!?
Peering through the hatch cover, Mu Fan quickly turned his head, realizing he was already amidst the sky!
“Estimated one minute until descent.”
A voice from the carrier reminded, and then the entire cabin finally flew at a constant speed high in the sky.
Below him stretched an endless primitive forest.
In one minute, he would crash into one part of it and then survive?
Taking advantage of the moment, he looked down at the electronic map, which was now covered with a long list of textual rules.
“Survival Game Rules: Contestants rely on basic equipment and the special items in the mysterious backpack.
Please confirm your location after landing.
After everyone has successfully landed, zone cancellation alerts will be issued.
If you’re still moving within the marked area after one hour, you’ll be disqualified.”
Mu Fan digested the sentence and continued reading, “This game has a finish line set 200 kilometers away at the red marker.
The first fifty to arrive will be the winners.”
Another section stated, “If only fifty contestants remain before reaching the finish line, they will also be winners, with rankings based on who arrives first.
In this survival game, contestants have free rein with no restrictions.”
This meant that if you were fast enough, to be among the first fifty when you reached the finish line, you would win…
The last three words, “no restrictions,” were especially tantalizing!
No restrictions, could that mean eliminating opponents manually was allowed, making it certain for the remaining contestants to claim victory if they were among the first fifty once the field was thinned out.
The military’s last three words even expanded this rule multiple times.
“Begin descent!”
Suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness struck, and the whole cabin began to plummet at extreme speed.
If one were faint-hearted, they might wet themselves right then since the cabin seemed utterly out of control.
Mu Fan tightly gripped the handle on the right, amid the intense shaking, the ground rushed up to meet them!
…
“Hahaha, so coming early is indeed better, no wonder there’s no noise from those who entered!”
A contestant with brown braids laughed heartily.
The meek die from starvation, the bold from indigestion.
Who would have thought that biting the bullet and coming in early would yield such a benefit, looking at that mountainous pile of backpacks, he was spoiled for choice.
Footsteps sounded again from behind.
“No, I can’t let anyone get ahead!”
Eyeing the biggest and bulkiest backpack among them, the contestant pointed, “That one!”
Without any time to inspect its contents, he was hurried into the launch carrier.
One by one, the contestants followed in succession.
Soon after, Zhang Yuanren appeared, casting a brief glance, “Number 09.”
Hmph, a meaningful smile curled at the corner of An Ran’s mouth as he stepped into the carrier.
The bulky Paje was among the last few to enter.
When he saw only a few backpacks left, he stamped his feet in regret.
What was he thinking about?
By the time he had made up his mind, only scraps remained!
Sigh, if Eli were here, he surely would’ve had some advice for him.
The brawny youth, with a heavy sigh, picked up two packs and sat in the carrier.
Bang!
“Ah!!!
I’m afraid of heights.”
The voice stretched into a whine before fading away.
The last to enter was a delicate-looking young man who glanced at the sole remaining backpack on the ground, his gaze shifting.
The backpack floated to the young man’s side and then followed him into the carrier.
The surrounding soldiers showed astonishment for the first time.
They had actually seen a Telekinetic!
This was an absolutely rare talent.
The seated young man held the backpack in his arms, his eyes seemingly piercing through the mountain to the distance:
“Flash, in the making of the future…”
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