Chapter 1722: Chapter 38, Game 3 Starts

A two-headed flying dragon flew by from a distance, the demon hunters onboard aimed their crossbows at Tang Zheng but were struck by lightning before they could pull the trigger and fell down.

Tang Zheng took out the demon hunters and aimed the Shaman’s Staff at the William airship. With all competitors aboard, if he didn’t kill them now, would he leave them as opponents?

Zzzap, zzzap, blue lightning suddenly appeared, shooting toward the airship’s balloon, filled with flammable and explosive hydrogen gas. If hit, it would definitely turn into a ball of fire.

Several team leaders had extremely strong combat instincts, directly grabbing their crossbows and shooting at the balloon. A South American threw a spear.

Szz, the spear pierced the top of the iron suitcase, breaking the balloon, causing a large amount of hydrogen to leak out, making the airship start to wander erratically.

The lightning missed, Tang Zheng fired another shot, but the distance was too far and the range was insufficient.

“Damn, missed the opportunity.” Watching demon hunters fiercely attack the airship and a third of them chase after him, Tang Zheng decisively withdrew.

When he saw the South American, he knew this guy’s Shaman’s Staff posed the greatest danger to him, likely able to knock him down, so he decided to strike first and also gain active defense.

Demon hunters trying to get close had to endure lightning strikes, several had already fallen.

Not only the fifteen team leaders on the airship but even the people in the lobby hated Tang Zheng and were thoroughly disappointed.

“Why isn’t he dead yet?”

“It’s a glider, why didn’t I think of it?”

“I did think of it, but this thing requires hand skill and calculation ability, if the parameters are wrong, it will definitely fall down, that Tang Zheng must have played with similar aircraft models.”

Tang Zheng had personally made a model of a glider, otherwise, he wouldn’t dare do this.

“A hot air balloon, a glider, although the tactics are good, compared to that team leader who can make piston airplanes, it’s still a bit less, is it because the steel and industrial technology of this era aren’t good enough to make a good engine, he would absolutely get first place.”

All team leaders felt regret for that guy, driving an airplane equipped with machine guns, even the two-headed flying dragon had to avoid it.

A team leader sat in a carriage, furiously whipping the horse to keep it accelerating.

The carriage raced along, knocking over many pedestrians, but the team leader didn’t care, seeing the square marked as the finish line just less than a hundred meters away, his face was flushed with excitement.

“The sixteenth place is mine!” The team leader finished speaking with emotion, but then found pedestrians looking at the sky, he instinctively looked up.

A glider like a big bird swooped down, flying over the team leader’s head, landing steadily on the square.

“Death Rally, sixteenth place, Warhammer Team, completed the entire course in 79 days, rewarded with five hundred points!”

“Seventeenth place, Blackwater Smoke Gun Team, completed the entire course in 79 days, rewarded with three hundred points!”

“FU~CK!” Blackwater Team Leader jumped off the carriage, staring intently at Tang Zheng, about to explode with anger, missing two hundred points by just a few seconds.

Tang Zheng tapped his palm with the Shaman’s Staff, hesitating whether to take this guy out, after all, this weapon was now a powerful weapon, the braided man had killed many people with it.

Blackwater Team Leader was shocked internally, just about to strike up a conversation, and the world went black, teleported.

Tang Zheng returned to the lobby, team members immediately gathered around.

“Trojan, didn’t we kill three team leaders? Where are the bonus days?” Jiang Xiuming asked calculatingly.

“They have been balanced out, nearly every team received bonus days, this is the final result.” Trojan is absolutely fair, there’s no doubt about that.

“The teams that completed the rally can enter the Rest Area, three days later, the third game begins!”

“Finally, I can take a bath!” Lu Fan cheered, pulling Tang Zheng away.

Those surviving team members with contestants watched these dozen or so departing teams with extreme envy, it meant they could rest for an extra day.

“All blame goes to Yu Deye, that fool, not only lost his own life but also cost us the first place.” Chu Baichuan was extremely frustrated, Tang Zheng and his team being able to chase up to sixteenth place from behind was incredibly impressive: “That’s three thousand points!”

“Be satisfied, you can keep working hard later.” Tang Zheng waved his hand, following his wristwatch’s direction to find his room: “I’ll sleep first.”

Almost fifteen days of combat made Tang Zheng feel exhausted, in urgent need of rest.

After taking a hot shower, the mechanical maid had already delivered a sumptuous lunch without Tang Zheng ordering, all were his favorite dishes, after all, Trojan’s understanding of survivors covers all aspects.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

“Uncle, open the door, the rally is over.” Lu Fan waved his small fists, pounding the door persistently, complaining non-stop: “Trojan is too nasty, actually doesn’t let me sleep with Uncle.”

“How’s the battle going?” Tang Zheng rubbed his eyes, opened the door, and went to fold the quilt.

“I’ll do it, you go brush your teeth and wash your face.” Lu Fan pounced on Tang Zheng, giving him a good morning kiss first, then reported the battle situation.

“Around the World in Eighty Days officially ended. There were a total of six teams that fell too far behind and didn’t reach the finish line within the time limit and were collectively obliterated. The last team was also obliterated, and from the bottom ten teams, one was randomly obliterated. Two unfortunate team leaders got their heads blown off.”

“A team without their leader has no competitiveness.” The cold clear water splashed on Tang Zheng’s face, invigorating him.

“All teams pay attention, head to the lobby for assembly in ten minutes. Anyone who is late will face obliteration punishment!”

The Trojan announcement sounded out, and those who had already experienced its terrors didn’t dare delay. In less than five minutes, they were already waiting in the lobby.

“A bunch of commoners, to actually make this lady wait for you, how very despicable. If there’s a next time, there will be electric shock punishment!”

The Trojan’s voice changed, causing the survivors to whisper among themselves. It seemed the host of the third game had changed again.

“To think 621 teams are still left, it seems the teams participating in this Holy Land War are quite strong this time.”

The Trojan’s compliment didn’t make the survivors feel at ease; everyone’s expressions were extremely grave, making the atmosphere in the lobby incredibly oppressive.

“But don’t celebrate too early, this is the Holy Land War, not child’s play. The third game is the real killing field.” The Blue Trojan snorted coldly, “This time, it’s a team melee; it won’t stop until there are only 300 teams left.”

The crowd erupted in uproar, a wave of noise instantly drowning the lobby. In the previous two rounds of fighting, a total of thirty-six teams had been annihilated, but this time, they had to wipe out three hundred teams.

“Isn’t that too cruel? A one-half reduction rate!” A team leader shouted, causing others to agree.

“It’s those small teams at a disadvantage in team battles.” Jiang Xiuming whispered in Tang Zheng’s ear, explaining. After a few days, he had already figured out the team size ratios.

“Warning you all, don’t interrupt me, and besides, I’m not your nanny, I’m the referee.” The Blue Trojan was in a particularly bad mood, as the arrival of the Holy Land War also meant it had a chance to make a new choice, and it hadn’t made up its mind yet.

The lobby quieted down again.

“The first round tested wisdom, the second round tested personal basic qualities, the third round will test the overall strength of the team.”

“The third game is the Furious Sea Competition, you will be teleported to the Age of Sail, where you’ll have to strive to earn money, buy sea ships, and then engage in combat, trying your best to annihilate the enemy fleets.”

“The final score will be based on the number of teams annihilated and the number of ships acquired!”

“Understood? Now there is a five-minute question time!”

As soon as the Trojan finished speaking, someone couldn’t wait to shout out.

“This is unfair, we have so few people, it’s too disadvantageous.”

“Yeah, don’t even mention Moscow Doesn’t Believe in Tears with about sixty people, even the Warhammer team has twenty-three, with each person taking one sea ship, they can completely overwhelm us.”

The teams with more people were arrogant, while the smaller ones felt miserable.

“That’s your problem, who told you to always overlook your team members, letting them die?” The Trojan scolded, “Besides numbers, team cohesion is also the key to winning this round.”

“How many sea ships can we buy, is there a limit?” Dantai asked.

“There’s no limit, but the premise is, can you afford it? Also, having a survivor on board gives a morale +2, defense +2 bonus.”

“How biased.” Someone began to wail like a whining wife.

“This is the reward for teams with more people. Did you really think the Trojan Horse Game is a cruel world worshipping the law of the jungle, where emotions are unnecessary?” The Trojan lectured these guys, “Cold-blooded people must pay the price for their selfishness.”

“Sea ships are very expensive, it takes a long time to build one. If that were the case, the game cycle would be too long, so I’m sure there must be other ways to acquire sea ships, right?” The Smiling Witch began to probe.

“No comment, please explore for yourself.”

Someone else wanted to ask, but the Trojan interrupted them: “Question time is over, please get ready. In ten minutes you will be teleported into the game!”

“Listen carefully, everyone, if we are not together after teleportation, don’t rush to develop, everything should be done carefully. I will try everything to contact you!” Dantai reminded, since it’s a team battle, every combat power is important, even someone like Fang Zhiwen, who usually seemed insignificant, now had value.

“Don’t trust any strangers, if you sense danger, act first or escape promptly, don’t be afraid to kill.” Tang Zheng also became fierce: “Don’t treat NPCs as humans, your survival is what’s most important.”

“Remember the code I taught you, make sure you recognize the signs clearly before regrouping.” Dantai seriously emphasized every crucial point.

Not just the Warhammer team; every team was making their final instructions, and the cold countdown, like a death warrant, made the atmosphere extremely tense.

“I hope to be teleported together with Tang Zheng!” Fang Zhiwen prayed to the gods. Just watching until now had already scared her to pee herself several times. This time, it’s her turn to take the stage personally, and her legs were nearly too weak to move.

“Time’s up, teleportation begins!”

A series of white light beams chilled the air, and the survivors disappeared. Moments later, the lobby was empty! (To be continued. If you liked this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)