Translator:
StarveCleric
Editor:
Milkbiscuit
There was a car some distance away from those two and Mister Numbers. Before Mister Numbers could catch up, the pair had already gotten on the car and driven away.
Shi Yao assumed that Mister Numbers would just give up and head off to the nearby buildings to gear up and pave his way to victory.
But as luck would have it, the sight that she saw afterward gave a tight slap to her face.
Mister Numbers did head to a nearby building, but he dived right into the garage instead. In there, he found a motorcycle, and he raced in the direction of the duo.
The speed of a motorcycle was the fastest amongst all the vehicles in the game.
Even though the two drove off slightly ahead of Mister Numbers, it didn’t take long for their car to appear in Mister Numbers’ sight once more.
Both parties engaged in a cat-and-mouse chase for quite a while before the duo passed by a house and abruptly leaped out of the car. They immediately dived right inside it.
Shi Yao understood what they were trying to do. They hadn’t had the chance to pick up any equipment ever since parachuting down, and they were intending on gearing up a little to launch an effective counterattack against <111111>.
A second after the duo entered the house, Mister Numbers parked his motorcycle and leaped into the house through the windows. With his mini pistol, he began firing at the duo.
The duo swiftly took cover and tried to flee. The three of them circled around the building for a while before the two players finally found an opportunity to return to their car, and they quickly drove off.
Given that they both had escaped, and the loot in the house still remained untouched—not to mention that the blue zone was starting to creep in—Shi Yao assumed Mister Numbers was bound to start gearing up.
But again, everything went contrary to her expectations. As soon as Mister Numbers saw the two of them escaping, he leaped out the window and chased after them as well. He didn’t even spare a glance for the Level 3 Helmet on the floor before he broke the windows and ran straight for his motorcycle.
The duo was driving a UAZ, and perhaps they were annoyed by Mister Numbers’ relentless pursuit—they soon attempted to knock him down with their car.
But each time, just as Shi Yao thought that Mister Numbers would be knocked to death, he would skillfully maneuver his motorcycle and evade their car with ease.
The duo tried for roughly a dozen times, but they found that they simply couldn’t knock down <111111>, and they eventually gave up. Noting that the blue zone was creeping in on them, they could only start making their way over to the safe zone.
On the other hand, Mister Numbers remained tight on their tails.
Just as before, the two of them attempted to enter a house to pick up loot, only to quickly encounter Mister Numbers’ pistol assault.
It was as if the three of them were playing hide-and-seek, and in the end, no one managed to kill anyone, but no one managed to pick up any equipment either.
Just as the trio was making their way over to the third safe zone, the duo finally reached the limits of their patience. They rolled down their car windows and spoke to <111111>, who was driving just alongside them.
Brother, I’m begging you to stop chasing us, alright? It’s been ten minutes since the game started, and we haven’t gathered any equipment at all. At this rate, none of us will be ready to fight in the final circle. All we did was kill your teammate; is there really a need for you to go this far?
That’s right! You realize that you’ve already chased us halfway across the map? Why don’t we just talk things out instead?
Right right right. Brother, if you think it’s unfair that you lost a teammate, why don’t the three of us work together?
We won’t kill you, but you shouldn’t kill us either. Let’s pick up equipment and gear up together, and once it’s just the three of us left in the final circle, we’ll see who’s lucky enough to have more recovery items on them, alright 1
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