Chapter 620 - Player Unknown Battleground (2)

Chapter 620: Player Unknown Battleground (2)
Translator: 
Henyee Translations 
 Editor: 
Henyee Translations

Pada!

A metal object fell onto the floor. The clear sound caught Ming Shu’s attention. A metal hook was flipped up by someone and it hooked into the side of the balcony.
Ming Shu rolled down her sleeve and walked toward the edge of the balcony.
The metal hook was linked to a metal chain. It hung down and a black shadow was rushing toward her from the bottom at a fast pace.
Ming Shu made a prompt decision and kicked the metal hook off the balcony.


The black shadow lost its support and fell straight down.

Fuck!

A loud curse rang out and then there was the sound of a heavy object slamming onto the ground. After that, silence resumed in the area.
Ming Shu raised her head and looked afar. This was a city filled with ruins. The buildings were all covered with a thick layer of dust and they were all old and dilapidated. The only colors came from the golden lights scattered among the buildings. These were the stars of the city.
The stars of the city shone the brightest when they just landed. As time passed, their glow would get dimmer.
Ming Shu looked up at the sky. I am so hungry!

I’m doomed to die here!

Only those who brave hardships can climb to the top—your head!

Give me a bunch of drumsticks.

In every city, there were safe spots. Every safe spot would have weapons and food, but the map had not been updated with the locations of the safe spots.


Hence, besides looking at the sky, shouting that she was hungry and praying that egg pancakes would fall from the sky, there was nothing Ming Shu could do.
This fking world!

Ming Shu took out Little Beastie.
Is there still food in your space?

Little Beastie shrunk into a ball. No, no, I don’t have any food.

Little Beastie thought for a while and realized that something was wrong. It exploded.
You are the trash-picker. You should be the one feeding me. Why are you asking me for food! Do you have any face?


I don’t have any. I’m hungry.
Ming Shu pinched it.
If you have food, hurry up and give me some.

Little Beastie used its paws to push against her hand and scolded her.
You don’t even store snacks. Why will I do it then?

Ming Shu:
…



Such a sad topic.

What do you have a space for, then?
Ming Shu threw Little Beastie away, kicking it to the curb when it had outlived its usefulness.
Little Beastie was so angry it jumped around in the dust.
The space is filled with all your random items! Trash-picker, don’t go too overboard. I will be angry!

Ming Shu smiled.
Oh.

Little Beastie:
…
 So angry!

Why did it have such a trash-picker?
The sky started to get brighter. The sun appeared over their heads and the temperature rose significantly.
The lights from the stars of the city had disappeared. Ming Shu checked the map again. There was a countdown on the map. The game had officially started—
The number of people in the teams changed.


(Black) 1560:1692 (White)
Before the game started, close to a thousand people were eliminated. The cruelty of the game could be displayed clearly through this.
The map changed too. Before this, the map was just a normal map. Now, you could see the black and white dots scattered on the map.
There was only one green dot on it. That should be Ming Shu herself.
The game… is really cruel!


Ah!

A scream sounded from the other side of the balcony. Ming Shu went to the side. A woman was being killed below. Blood splattered on the walls and the walls turned brownish red.
Two men stood beside the woman. One of them was the person who wanted to climb up the balcony just now.
When Ming Shu looked down, the two people looked up.
They saw each other.


The other party sized her up and didn’t come up. He told his partner to retreat and they quickly disappeared into the building below.
…
The safe spots in every city were different. Also, they would not be marked and you would have to find them yourself.
Ming Shu walked along the dilapidated streets. Screams sounded around her occasionally. It was a hopeless and helpless sound.
New people would not act so quickly. Players who took action now were mostly old players. They needed to get the lives of the new players before they fully understood the situation.
As for Ming Shu, even walking was a torture to her now. She didn’t have the energy to kill people. Luckily, when she appeared, no one attacked her actively. Most of the people would just size her up and then run away.
Could it be that they can’t bear to kill me because of my beauty?

There was also a small portion of confused people who talked to her.

Hey, pretty lady, are you alone?

A voice sounded above her. Ming Shu looked up. It was a person dressed up as a clown. His hair was green and curly and he’d painted his face with colorful makeup. He looked funny and sinister at the same time. He sat on the balcony on the second floor and looked at her while swinging his legs.
His clothes were vibrant and colorful. It was a stark contrast to the dull buildings in the city.
This is definitely an old player.
Ming Shu felt tired after looking up for a while. She lowered her head and continued walking forward.
I need to conserve my energy.

The clown jumped down from the second floor and caught up with her. He asked her using a pure and innocent tone,
Where are you going? Maybe I can guide the way for you!


Safe spot.

There was no emotion on the clown’s funny-looking face. He tilted his head.
Are you going to the safe spot to snatch the weapons there?

Ming Shu huffed.
I am going to snatch food.


Oh.
The clown laughed funnily.
I really don’t know about this.

Why are you talking so much when you don’t know anything then?

Food is the most important thing in the world.

I need to find my snacks.

The clown seemed to have taken a fancy on her and kept pestering her the entire journey.
When they walked past a cross junction, they met three people. They were new players and were just getting a handle on the situation now.
However, they were too weak. When they saw someone suddenly, they panicked. Ming Shu looked normal, but there was a weird person dressed up as a clown beside her.

Should we run?


Didn’t you see their speed just now? Are we able to escape?


What should we do then? Wait for death?

The conversation floated over. The clown looked at Ming Shu first. Ming Shu looked over with a lack of interest. The clown then used his pure and innocent voice and said,
Aiya, we are from the same team. I will not kill you all.

A hint of regret appeared in his tone.
Ming Shu silently moved away from the clown. This is a psychopath.


Team?
The person on the other side obviously didn’t understand what he was saying. He finally found a person who was willing to talk so he immediately asked,
What team?


New players are always so interesting.
The clown’s eyes betrayed him. He was looking at them as though they were noobs.
The clown continued,
It means that we are on the same team. However… the person behind you all is not.


What…


Ah!

The three people fell down one after another. They didn’t even have the chance to retaliate. Fear and confusion remained on their faces.
The person who killed them glanced over and then ran away.

Why is he running away?
There was no one around her before this so she couldn’t ask anyone. Since the psychopath was beside her now, Ming Shu felt that she should ask him.
The clown said in an obvious tone,
If he doesn’t run away when he sees a high-level player, what else is he supposed to do? Wait for death?

Something flashed across Ming Shu’s mind. The Host was a level-four player… a higher level player was able to see a lower level player’s information. For example, she could see black and white words on top of everyone. This represented their teams.
However, lower-level players would not be able to see such information. If they didn’t have the confidence to kill the other party, most of them would run away.
They could only survive if they protect themselves properly.
Ming Shu turned around and saw the black words on top of the clown’s head.