Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 530: Chapter 502: Friendly Fire

The time that followed was just as Fang Chenyi had said it would be—his fists were invincible.

Of course, even though he was killing enemies with his fists, he made sure to pick up every gun and all the ammunition he came across.

His reason for doing so was, of course, to test the feel of the game.

Through this series of tests, Fang Chenyi fully grasped the discrepancies between the game and its supposed settings, particularly when it came to equipment.

The game was supposed to limit players to two primary weapons, but Fang Chenyi’s experiments revealed that as long as he had the strength to carry them, he could strap any number of weapons to his back.

Take his current state, for example: he was holding two M4s, with an AWM and an AK on his back, and a Desert Eagle tucked into his waistband.

Moreover, his backpack was crammed with all sorts of items, and just like in the real world, their weight was perfectly simulated.

He could carry so much simply because he was incredibly strong.

All things considered, Fang Chenyi was quite satisfied; this way, the game could actually serve as a training exercise.

If it truly adhered to typical game mechanics, it would lose any real-world combat value.

’I just need to have the R&D department modify this game a bit, for example, by basing all the weapon data on their real-life counterparts. Hmm, and add weapon degradation, too.’

’Then add all sorts of real-world weapons, including armored vehicles, fighter jets, aircraft carriers, and so on.’

’The injury and death animations also need an upgrade to reflect the true, gritty reality of the battlefield.’

’When the time comes, I’ll donate it directly to Huaxia. This would undoubtedly be helping Huaxia improve its real combat capabilities.’

As Fang Chenyi ran toward the center of the map, his mind raced with ideas for improvements.

Before he knew it, the match had already entered the final circle.

He glanced at the player count in the top-left corner: only three people remained. Besides himself, that meant two enemies.

BANG. BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG.

Suddenly, gunfire erupted from up ahead, and a stream of bullets flew toward Fang Chenyi.

Hearing the shots, Fang Chenyi quickly dodged toward a large nearby rock, but he was just a fraction too slow.

A bullet struck him squarely in the chest. CLANG! A spark flew from Fang Chenyi’s chest as the bullet ricocheted off to who-knows-where.

To Fang Chenyi, it felt like nothing more than a mosquito bite.

By then, he had already reached the large rock and crouched behind it.

"Fuck, what kind of shitty aim is this? I didn’t hit him with a single shot from this close?"

A hundred-odd meters away, in a clump of bushes, a young man in a ghillie suit indignantly lowered his M4’s scope. Muttering to himself, he started using his third-person camera to peek.

Now knowing his opponent’s location, Fang Chenyi simply tossed aside the weapons in his hands. He was carrying far too many, after all.

’If anyone else saw this, they’d inevitably think I was hacking.’

His opponent had a good angle with his camera, but with a few nimble dodges and leaps, Fang Chenyi slipped out of his line of sight.

"Hmph, the circle’s about to close. Let’s see if you stay hidden then."

Just as Fang Chenyi silently snuck up behind him, he heard the voice coming over proximity chat.

But upon hearing it, Fang Chenyi froze. The voice was incredibly familiar.

"Hey man, have we met before?"

Fang Chenyi was sure he’d heard that voice before, so he simply crouched down beside the other player and spoke up.

The moment he spoke, the ghillie-suited player lying prone on the ground yelped, "Holy shit!"

"Whoa, fuck! How did you get here?! Hey, wait, no—you’re that hacker!"

As the young man stood up and aimed his gun at Fang Chenyi, he instantly recognized him.

It helped that Fang Chenyi looked exactly the same as before—he didn’t even have a gun on him.

At that moment, Fang Chenyi remembered, too. The young man in front of him was none other than the player named Heart Has Turned Cold, whom he had met right after landing.

’I can’t believe he’s still alive, and even made it to the final circle. Looks like he’s actually pretty decent.’

"Look, man, people play games to have fun. It’s just lame to bring hacks into it."

The young man spoke again before Fang Chenyi could reply, lowering his gun as he did.

’Hacking? How could I possibly be hacking?’ Hearing this, Fang Chenyi felt a sense of resignation.

’But then again,’ he thought, ’using this gaming helmet to enter the game is basically a cheat in itself.’ So, he just shook his head with a smile and didn’t deny the accusation.

"Heh, it seems we’re fated to meet, bro. How about this: since fate brought us together, I won’t kill you. Okay? I won’t fight you for the last guy. I’ll let you have the win this round."

After saying his piece, Fang Chenyi casually drew the Desert Eagle from his waist, aimed it at himself, and fired several shots. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

’Now that I’ve tested the gaming helmet’s effects, there’s no need to fight for first place. I might as well use the time to test another game.’

But after the volley of shots, something incredible happened.

The volley of bullets from the Desert Eagle struck Fang Chenyi’s body, erupting in a shower of sparks.

The bullets all ricocheted away. As luck would have it, a few of them flew straight into the young man across from him.

PFFT PFFT PFFT PFFT PFFT.

Fang Chenyi was completely unharmed, but plumes of green blood mist erupted from the person opposite him.

"Aaaargh!"

"Fang Chenyi" used the Desert Eagle to kill "Heart Has Turned Cold"

The scene had unfolded so suddenly that even Fang Chenyi was left stunned.

’What was that? Am I invulnerable?’

Once he came to his senses, Fang Chenyi could only shrug helplessly at the loot box on the ground and say apologetically:

"Really sorry about that, bro. I honestly didn’t mean to kill you..."

Meanwhile, in an office somewhere, a young CEO, in the middle of riding his secretary, froze in disbelief. His eyes were glued to the phone screen in his hand, and a curse escaped his lips:

"What the fuck? You can even do that?!"

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