Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 88 - 88 2 5 Newbies VS 5 Conquerors Part 2

88: Chapter 2: 5 Newbies VS 5 Conquerors (Part 2) 88: Chapter 2: 5 Newbies VS 5 Conquerors (Part 2) “Kid, you’re their leader, right?

It’s your turn to make a decision.” Although Huang Ya singled out Tang Zheng, his gaze never swept over him, instead focusing intently on Bai Guo.

“I refuse.” Tang Zheng responded curtly, pulling out his Howling Reaper.

Despite his appearance of nonchalance, the five Conquerors felt the weight of his words.

Because as his voice fell, the six companions standing by his side all drew their weapons, assuming a posture ready for combat at any moment.

Bai Guo, Pang Meiqin, and Zhou Zhou were using firearms they brought back from Los Angeles.

Although they were ordinary ones that didn’t even require points, they could still kill people.

The weapons of Li Xinlan, Lin Weiguo, and Qin Yan were naturally higher-ranking, entirely C-level props, undamaged M4A1s, with a hundred-round drum magazine.

“Hmph.” The young man immediately cocked the AK74, sneering disdainfully, but his heart tightened.

After all, he could somewhat discern Tang Zheng’s importance to these people based on his outstanding ability, else why would they follow him wholeheartedly.

“Kid, you’re…

not bad.” After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Yan and the others, confidently saying, “But if you follow me, I can bring most of you back alive.

Otherwise, just wait for death.”

“Hmph, Tang Zheng can bring us all back.” Bai Guo was very resentful, thinking, what makes this muscular man so special?

Just because he has a muscular body, does he think he’s extraordinary?

“It seems you don’t understand the cruelty of survival games.

They get harder with each round.

In the previous round, we had a total of nineteen people, nine of them were Conquerors, but only five survived.

This was all thanks to Brother Zhang Hao’s help; otherwise, the casualties would have been greater.

You newbies should know better.” The woman named Jiaojiao sneered as if following Zhang Hao were a great blessing.

“In our previous round, there were seventeen newbies.

Under the leadership of Captain Tang, seven survived.

If it weren’t for the unfortunate luck of a few, more would have survived.” Pang Meiqin disliked this woman and directly mocked her in response, “Nine Conquerors returned with only five; is your leader useless?”

“Haha, I’m useless?

Okay, if you’re willing to go die, I won’t stop you.” Zhang Hao couldn’t be bothered with these people, “Once you’ve had enough of suffering, you’ll be begging at my feet.”

“Dream on.” Zhou Zhou sneered and Lin Weiguo frowned, thinking to himself that this was trouble.

This kind of person definitely wasn’t cooperative; it seemed they would have to go it alone as seven.

“This kind of person, hard to deal with.” Tang Zheng furrowed his brows, his mind racing, thinking of strategies.

“Excuse me, what is this place?” The male white-collar worker didn’t understand and boldly asked.

“This is the room of the Silver Trojan.

Next, we will participate in a survival challenge game.

If we survive, we can return to reality.” The straight-black-haired woman casually explained.

She looked them up and down and then said nonchalantly, “How did you die, what abilities do you have, please tell me.”

Even though she had said ‘please’, no one thought that this person was polite.

Because of her remark, everyone’s eyes fell on her.

She was a beautiful woman, comparable to Qin Yan in attractiveness.

Unlike Qin Yan’s leadership, she exuded a wanton aura, standing there with an air of aloofness.

“Like a lawless Medusa, she seems to enjoy this game?” Tang Zheng believed he might be wrong.

How could anyone enjoy this kind of game?

But what explained the slight smile on this woman’s face?

Was it mockery?!

Or was she excited?

“I am an advertising planner, twenty-eight years old, reside in…” The male white-collar worker started sharing his details as if planning to hit on the straight-black-haired woman.

Out of everyone, she seemed to be the only one he could rely on.

“Hey, you’re not on a dating show, just give us the gist.” Huang Ya squatted on the ground, finally beginning to pay attention to the five newbies.

“I died from alcohol poisoning,” the white-collar worker quickly replied, then turned to the high school girl to let her continue.

“I am a sophomore in high school and…

I…

committed suicide,” the girl admitted in a low voice, looking like she was about to cry at any minute, avoiding everyone’s gaze.

“Huh?

You’re so young.

What could be so terrible that you wanted to kill yourself?

Maybe your brother could give you some counseling,” the young man who had put away his AK74 sneered at Lin Weiguo and approached the high school girl.

“Housewife,” the middle-aged woman muttered, trembling, “I want to go home, please, let me go.”

“We…” the two hooligans were about to speak when the young man interrupted them.

“Unemployed.

You don’t need to tell me, I can tell because I used to be in the same situation,” the young man glanced at them and said, “If you stick with Brother Hao in the future, I guarantee you’ll live a prosperous life.

No, it will be more than just prosperous.”

“Hey, stay away from that high school girl.” Tang Zheng saw the young man persistently moving towards the high school girl, who tried to evade him but was grabbed by the arm.

“Damn it, it’s none of your…,” the young man was about to lash out but was startled to find a woman wearing a Venetian mask and holding a silver musket to his head.

The immense pressure forced his neck to bend unwillingly.

The burly man with yellow-tinged teeth was about to move when a female gunner appeared beside him, aiming her firearm at him.

“What were you saying?

I didn’t hear clearly.

And you, Mister Yellow Teeth, please keep your eyeballs to yourself.” Tang Zheng did not aim his Howling Reaper at any of the five Conquerors, but stood in his place, coldly staring at the young man.

“Don’t attempt to use your abilities, otherwise my maids will be the first to blow your brains out.”

“Don’t…

don’t be rash,” the young man dared not retaliate.

His eyes flickered, shouting, “Hao…

Brother Hao, save me.”

Meanwhile, the yellow-toothed man covertly measured up the female gunner beside him, preparing to counterattack when he saw an opportune moment.

“What do you want to do?

Fight with me?

Or fight for the position of group leader?” Zhang Hao’s face turned sour.

The guy was a seed ability user, what a pain in the ass!

Zhang Hao was confident that he could take down newbie Tang Zheng, but he wouldn’t risk entering the game with his body battered.

Plus, Tang Zheng had six other people; starting a fight would be a foolish move.

When it came to fighting spirit, Bai Guo was a little scared but both Pang Meiqin and Zhou Zhou were eager to fight.

Having killed zombies and seen people dying, they considered a brawl as nothing more than child’s play.

“Keep your men on a leash.

I’m curious how hotheaded they are to have survived this long,” Tang Zheng fully understood that someone as shrewd as Zhang Hao wouldn’t start a conflict when the situation was uncertain.

He needed to make a stand to not only showcase his ability to the newbies but also to put pressure on the other side.

He didn’t want to be a pawn sacrificing itself for others.

If he couldn’t control them, then it was better to part ways.

“Humph,” the yellow-toothed man was disgruntled and about to make a move when the Silver Trojan in the center of the room started spinning, and the sound of the International Song filled everyone’s ears.

“Enough, let’s stop here.

The game is about to start,” Lin Weiguo stepped in to mediate.

Tang Zheng had achieved his purpose; it was time to withdraw.

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Thanks to ‘I Am Always Victorious’ and ‘Xiaomi MI’ for their generous gifts!