Chapter 129: Who Else (Congratulations to Wan Xuanxiu for becoming the first Elder of this book, additional chapter)

"Oh, damn it!"

Chen Mo slapped his forehead abruptly. Damn it, he had been so caught up in the thrill of showing off that he had accidentally flung away that Xing Tian "meat shield." That was a player who had activated Slaughter Mode—that was a Sophon!

In the F-Zone desert, the number of players participating in the siege of the S-rank boss dropped from 19 to 16.

The remaining players were stunned by the sheer power the boss had displayed. Although many on the Evolution Forum had claimed how formidable and terrifying S-rank zombies were, only by witnessing it firsthand could one truly understand the extent of this boss's strength.

"Huh?!!"

Just as the players were petrified by the boss's terrifying aura, the creature suddenly began pounding its own head, howling and wailing as if in frustration.

"This... this is too realistic! The boss's programming is perfect; it's exactly like a human!"

Just as every player assumed the boss zombie was about to slaughter the little girl, the boss suddenly—

*Whoosh—*

Its body vanished from the spot, and a second later, a scream echoed out.

The Xing Tian Guild’s so-called "meat shield," boasting twenty thousand health points, had his head swatted by the S-rank zombie with such force that it was twisted from the front of his neck to the back. *Crack!*

The burly meat shield collapsed to the ground with a thud. An orange Sophon flew out from his twisted neck. Chen Mo made a grab in mid-air—"Mind's Eye!"

This time, the Sophon could not escape as it had before; a massive, irresistible gravitational pull sucked it directly into his palm.

[Sophon +1]

Tai Hong, the second-in-command of the Xing Tian Guild, wailed in despair: "What, what is going on? Is this boss malfunctioning? We weren't the ones shooting ice blocks at you! It was over there! Over there!!"

*Slap!!*

Another strike. So much for a meat shield; he was nothing but a paper tiger. Chen Mo swatted the man's head clean off, though this time he grabbed it mid-flight to retrieve the Sophon within.

[Sophon +1]

As for the head, Chen Mo tossed it aside, landing near the zombie that had just evolved to A-rank. The A-rank zombie picked it up and began eating it like a watermelon, sucking out the juices. It looked so delicious that Chen Mo couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Wow! You zombie, this is completely unreasonable!! Why do you only kill our people?!" Second-in-command Tai Hong finally realized something was wrong; the boss ignored everyone else and focused solely on them.

"Run! Run!" Tai Hong gave up on his delusions of grandeur—forget the S-rank loot, he just wanted to live.

Chen Mo’s primary targets were the players who had activated Slaughter Mode. Of the entire group, only the five meat shields from the Xing Tian Guild had done so. If he didn't kill them, who would he kill?

"Golden Kirin Twin Blades!"

*Pfft! Pfft!*

Clean and decisive, Chen Mo decapitated the remaining two meat shields simultaneously.

[Sophon +1]

[Sophon +1]

[Second Sophon component unlocked (84/100)]

Terrifying. Truly terrifying. Before Chen Mo entered the PUBG dungeon, he had only 23 Sophons. Now, he had 84. He had slaughtered 61 players who had activated Slaughter Mode, looting 61 Sophons in the process. Among these were some incredibly rare skills and equipment he hadn't had time to master yet. Once he had the chance, he would need to sift through them and train accordingly.

"Trying to run?!" The Golden Kirin Twin Blades in Chen Mo’s hands flew out, transforming into two golden kirins that pounced toward Tai Hong.

*ROAR! ROAR!*

The two golden kirins bared their fangs and claws, looking majestic and fearsome.

Tai Hong felt a massive surge of energy behind him. He turned back just in time to see the two golden kirins lunging right at his face.

"No!" Tai Hong let out a cry of disbelief before he died. He never imagined that this S-rank zombie could casually manifest energy into the shape of a divine beast, a kirin no less. How was one supposed to fight this? It was bullying the weak!

Gongzi Wei saw the pattern: "This boss seems to prioritize killing players who have activated Slaughter Mode. It appears to be a system setting."

Ning Xuan was a pragmatist. She had already accumulated over a hundred thousand points, and it would be a huge loss to die to the boss now: "Gongzi Wei, let's retreat. This boss doesn't seem like something we can handle right now!"

Gongzi Wei shook his head: "Points and equipment can always be obtained later, but the chance to encounter an S-rank zombie is rare. I’ll use this S-rank zombie to test my skills. Ning Xuan, you step back. I’ll face this S-rank zombie myself!"

Gongzi Wei came from an ancient martial arts family. Unlike ordinary people, he did not rely entirely on equipment and skills. He adhered to the principles of his family's cultivation, which focused on the mind, the realm, and the path of righteousness!

If he, Gongzi Wei, were to run away simply because the S-rank zombie was strong, his achievements for the rest of his life would likely be limited to this point.

One grows stronger when facing the strong, in the face of life and death!

Gongzi Wei wanted to force himself into this desperate situation to ignite his combat potential and unleash his true power!

Scientists had claimed that humans only develop 5% to 10% of their brain's potential throughout their lives, and even Einstein had only reached 15%. Thus, no one knew just how much potential a human truly possessed!

The ancient martial arts families existed to push these human limits and potentials to the surface!

The other players had already been ready to pull out, but seeing someone step up, they stopped in their tracks, prepared to watch from the sidelines.

Zhao Yinglong, the top-ranked student at Kyoto No. 1 High School, cast a gaze filled with jealousy toward Gongzi Wei. As one of the top ten evolutionary schools in the country, the fact that Zhao Yinglong held the number one spot was a testament to his immense strength.

Yet, even Zhao Yinglong had considered retreating in the face of such a powerful S-rank zombie. That this Gongzi Wei dared to face it head-on struck a blow to his pride as a peer!

The moment Gongzi Wei made his move, he unleashed one of his strongest skills!!

"Feather Fan, Silk Kerchief!"

Gongzi Wei’s hand, as delicate and fair as a woman's, held a feather fan and swept it toward Chen Mo. The feathers on the fan detached automatically. These were white goose feathers, light and floating like snowflakes. Thousands of them moved with incredible speed, sharp as razor blades, drifting toward Chen Mo.

Chen Mo looked closely and realized these white feathers were not real goose feathers, but entities condensed from special energy.

"Energy manifestation? Gongzi Wei is only at the peak of the General-level; how could he possibly release solid energy entities?"

At Pingli Middle School, the only two people Chen Mo truly guarded against were Gongzi Wei and Zhang Shengmo. Both always maintained an air of detachment, like masters above the mundane world, appearing mysterious and unfathomable.

Not long ago, Chen Mo had tested Zhang Shengmo’s strength; he was indeed strong, capable of using telekinesis to control swords. However, since Chen Mo had looted Zhang Shengmo’s "Mind's Eye," his strength would likely be significantly diminished.

As for Gongzi Wei, Chen Mo hadn't expected him to be a mage—no, that wasn't quite right. It was better described as a spell-based long-range physical attack.

Data scanning could only reveal the name of Gongzi Wei's skills, not their specific metrics. Chen Mo intended to force out all of Gongzi Wei’s trump cards, so he did not counterattack, allowing the skills to land on his body.

*Swish-swish-swish-swish-swish!*

Thousands of feather-blades formed a rhomboid array, slamming into Chen Mo.

-1000 HP!

"Not bad damage. But if this is all Gongzi Wei has, he’s not worthy of being my opponent."

As expected, Gongzi Wei did not disappoint.

The "Feather Fan, Silk Kerchief" skill was not an attack skill, but a crowd control one. Chen Mo’s body was encased by the feather-blades, which moved rapidly in a rhomboid formation, creating a special wind field that reduced Chen Mo's speed by 50%. Chen Mo attempted an aerial attack and discovered his attack speed had also been reduced by 50%.

"Alright, the data for this skill has been recorded by the brain."

"Next!"