I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today
Chapter 1102: Spin-off - Live Streaming World 71

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102: Spin-off - Live Streaming World 71

The elevator fell silent.

After a while, Ada laughed softly, her casual tone tinged with irritation, "So what are we doing here now? Waiting to die?"

Natasha frowned, "Wait for the Aliens outside to disperse..."

"And once they scatter, we can break out?" Ada closed her eyes in frustration, punching the floor of the elevator, "We’ve spent almost ten million points on equipment this time. If we can’t clear the level, preparing another batch like this would take at least a month of accumulating points."

The reality before them was cruel.

With their strength, escaping from hundreds of Aliens wasn’t impossible, but it would definitely consume a lot of ammunition, which wasn’t free but actually bought with points!

If they wanted to exchange for an equivalent amount of weapons and ammunition again, it would take time to earn the points, but time was something they no longer had much of.

Nick’s team could clear the remaining parts of the game at any time and grab this year’s slots.

Time was pressing!

...

The atmosphere in the elevator was oppressive, and the barrage on the screen was more desperate than ever:

[It’s over, the outside is full of Aliens, more than half the ammunition is gone, it’s really over this time]

[My heart hurts...]

[Damn, NB Team is ranked first on the monthly leaderboard! The top of the monthly leaderboard, yet fallen to this state!]

[I don’t even want to watch anymore... Just end this and start a new round...]

[Yeah, start a new round! Hurry up and restart!]

[Restart and don’t bring Cabbage!]

[Begging the team leader to sober up! Stop bringing trash!]

[Trash, get out of the livestream! Gosh, just roll out! Rolls rolls rolls rolls rolls!!!]

[Where is the commentator? Make a sound huh! Has gone silent?]

...

Shen Mo tidied up his backpack and said calmly, "As long as they’re not soldiers, the other Aliens can be dealt with using knives, and with the remaining explosives, we actually have enough."

Yuri slowly nodded, "To deal with soldiers, we must first find the right terrain, lure them to a place like a cinema, and then use explosives... Fortunately, there have been no casualties so far, this progress isn’t unacceptable..."

Both were still quite steady, not immediately despairing but actively replanning.

Ada’s impatient mood somewhat eased, he sighed, "Alright, let’s give it another shot..."

"I also think we have a good chance~" Bai Youwei naturally joined the discussion, confidently stating, "Isn’t the mission objective to eliminate all Aliens? We’ve already wiped out half in the underground parking lot, right? Now the rest are all gathered on the eighth floor, there definitely aren’t any Aliens guarding the Queen’s location, as long as we also eliminate the eggs, we can clear the level~"

Her tone was so relaxed.

Shen Mo once again felt that inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Ada and Yuri were at a loss for words.

Natasha hesitated to speak but couldn’t help saying, "The hatchery is on the 32nd floor, to get there we need to break through the encirclement of those Aliens outside, but right now..."

"We just take the elevator up~" Bai Youwei moved closer to the floor buttons, stretching her finger to press the topmost "32" button, which elicited no response.

"The elevator requires a password." Natasha frowned, "Do you see the electronic screen above? A four-digit code must be entered to unlock it, and clues for the sequence might be scattered anywhere in the building, we currently have no way to search..."

"Why would a public elevator need a password? This design is strange, could the clue be in the elevator itself?" Bai Youwei bent down, leaned close to the electronic screen, and squinted.

After looking for a while, she softly exclaimed, apparently discovering something.

"What’s up?" Ada looked at her strangely, "Don’t tell me you can actually see what the password is just by looking!"

Bai Youwei changed her angle, continued looking, and said in surprise, "I really can see it, the numbers 3578 have fingerprints on them~"

"What?!" Ada hurriedly leaned in to look, "...Damn! There really are fingerprints! They’re especially clear from this angle! How didn’t we notice before!"