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Chapter 187 "Can You Give Your Grandpa Some Challenge?

"This feeling..."

Tuberculosis Rabbit pulled out his Tang Blade and glanced at the wound on his left hand with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

It was as if he had been wounded like this before.

Yet, in his memory, his left hand had never suffered such a severe injury—why then did it feel so familiar?

But at that moment.

The sound of the Tang Blade cleaving through the air from behind was already ringing beside his ear. There was no time to ponder these trivial matters, as Tuberculosis Rabbit took a deep breath and pushed his body to its peak condition.

A clumsy somersault dodged that strike.

He then casually wrapped his shirt around his left hand for an extremely rudimentary bandage. There was no time to worry about infections. What was most crucial was preserving his left hand's maximum fighting ability.

...

"Hey."

Tuberculosis Rabbit stood in a pool of blood, covered in countless gruesome wounds with the flesh turned out. He leaned on the Tang Blade, his body slightly swaying. His eyes, filled with blood, looked blurrily towards the Replica standing a few meters away.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly from the pain, and he breathed heavily, his chest heaving, sounding like a bellows. His voice weak, he broke into a wry smile.

"So this is your strength, huh?"

"Aren't you my Replica? I remember not being this weak."

"Could you please give your grandpa a bit of a challenge?"

"Beating the weak is so boring."

Standing on the spot, Tuberculosis Rabbit held his stomach with his left hand, where there was the most terrifying wound of all.

A horizontal cut.

Almost enough to bisect his body at the waist.

Several intestines were already slipping through the gaps in Rabbit's fingers, dangling in the air, a ghastly sight to behold.

Blood spread across the entire auditorium, turning the scene horribly bloody. The auditorium was littered with numerous bodies, and Tuberculosis Rabbit, standing amidst the bloodbath, looked like the fierce Gods and Demons descended, unbearable to look upon!

The Replica standing opposite Tuberculosis Rabbit was the only one left.

At this moment, this Replica too was severely wounded, its entire left arm chopped off. Thick blood flowed down from the sleeve of the left arm onto the ground, dripping and tapping in the silent auditorium.

Hearing Tuberculosis Rabbit's scorn.

The Replica didn't respond, more precisely, it seemed to lack the ability to speak.

It just gripped the Tang Blade tightly and charged at the wobbling Tuberculosis Rabbit for one final assault.

"Clang."

Tuberculosis Rabbit raised his right arm and blocked the Replica's descending blade with his Tang Blade. However, already exhausted, he didn't completely block the attack, and his right arm was dislocated, losing its fighting power for the moment.

But he stopped the Replica's life-risking strike.

"Heh."

The disadvantaged Tuberculosis Rabbit looked at the last Replica, who had already rushed right in front of him. Far from despairing, he grimaced again with a smirk; his left hand, which had been holding his belly, suddenly stabbed out straight towards the eyes of the Replica in front of him.

"Bang."

The sound of an eyeball bursting echoed.

Under severe pain, the Replica did not hesitate and immediately dropped its blade and retreated. However, Tuberculosis Rabbit was not about to give it the chance. He was at his last stand, and if the Replica managed to evade him for just a bit longer, he would surely die.

The taunts he had thrown out before were also in hopes that the Replica would not delay any longer. He wanted it to attack him before he passed out from excessive blood loss.

This was his last chance.

And his only chance.

Tuberculosis Rabbit's two fingers hooked tightly around the Replica's eye sockets, his body following through, tackling the Replica to the ground.

In the instant before landing, propelled by inertia, he aimed for the Replica's groin and lifted his knee to smash forcefully!

"Thud!"

Though the Replica didn't scream out loud from the pain, its suddenly pale expression, the contorted face, and the way its body curled up like a shrimp gave away how much pain it must have been in.

Without his weapon and at the end of his strength, Tuberculosis Rabbit took a heavy breath, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and didn't release the left hand hooked in the Replica's eye sockets. With his right hand, he fiercely grabbed the Replica's groin.

Then, a fierce light flashed in his eyes as he squeezed hard.

"Aaah!!!"

He thought he could faintly hear the Replica's painful scream.

The next second—

The Replica that had been frantically struggling suddenly convulsed a few times and then fell still, apparently passing out from the pain.

Tuberculosis Rabbit, lying on top of this Replica, took several deep breaths before managing to stand up again with effort. He picked up the Tang Blade that had fallen nearby and looked at the Replica lying on the ground, now unconscious from the shock.

Both hands grabbed the hilt of the blade.

Aimed at the neck, and thrust down fiercely!

"Pshht!"

Blood spurted out!

At the same time, an alert sounded right in his ear.

"Ding, congratulations on successfully clearing Ruin Number 4..."

And, slowly emerging on the wall of the auditorium was a white light door allowing exit.

"Cough cough cough."

Choking on his own blood, Tuberculosis Rabbit coughed violently a few times before spitting another thick glob of phlegm. He then bent down to stuff the protruding intestines back into his abdomen.

Afterward, he stood still, sweeping a glance around him.

He threw aside the Tang Blade in his hand.

Clutching his stomach with one hand, his body trembling slightly, Tuberculosis Rabbit shuffled step by step towards the exit of the cinema hall.

Behind Tuberculosis Rabbit, the pools of blood, corpses, and the Tang Blade slowly turned into white light and dissipated.

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A voice slowly echoed throughout the entire cinema hall.

"With such a big bug going unchecked, this game is bound to cool off sooner or later."

"Damn, it hurts like hell."

"Speaking of which, I've got a tough life, not dying from this."

...

As soon as Tuberculosis Rabbit stepped out of the cinema hall, he saw Chen Yi and Sword Without End standing at the entrance. He paused and then cracked a smile, "Yi, what are you guys doing here? Weren't you waiting at the entrance of the cinema?"

"How did you end up inside?"

"Mhm."

Chen Yi frowned slightly, nodded without saying much, and quickly inspected Tuberculosis Rabbit's injuries before looking towards a new feature that was added to the squad upon leveling up.

?Squad lv.2 added feature: Injury Share.?

?Injury Share: When a teammate suffers from extremely serious injuries, the leader can choose to distribute those injuries among the remaining teammates, pulling the injured teammate back from the brink of death. The cost is that all squad members will sustain a certain degree of injuries.?

And at that moment.

The tight string in Tuberculosis Rabbit's eyes that had been holding firm shattered at the sight of Chen Yi, and afterward, he suddenly lost consciousness and collapsed backward.

"Motherfucker!"

Sword Without End, with quick reflexes, reached out and caught Tuberculosis Rabbit, preventing him from crashing to the ground. He gazed at the terrifying wound on Tuberculosis Rabbit's belly with fear in his eyes!

The wound had nearly sliced Tuberculosis Rabbit in half!

As Tuberculosis Rabbit fell, his legs remained standing in place without budging, while his upper body toppled backward. If not for Sword Without End's quick reaction to catch him, Tuberculosis Rabbit would probably have turned into a 'pancake' split in half and pressed back together.

The severity of the injury was truly frightening.

Even Sword Without End, who was often carefree, couldn't help feeling a shiver, his voice trembling, "Yi, it seems like he isn't breathing..."

Without any hesitation, Chen Yi quickly activated the lv.2 squad's new feature.

?Injury Share!?

The next second——

The wounds on Tuberculosis Rabbit's body began to heal rapidly, but correspondingly, wounds appeared on Chen Yi and Sword Without End as well!

Wherever Tuberculosis Rabbit was injured, they were injured in the same places.

However, the severity of the injuries was not as significant anymore, only turning what had been fatal into serious injuries.

Just like that, Tuberculosis Rabbit who was nearing his descent into hell was pulled back from death's door.

...

After bandaging Tuberculosis Rabbit's wounds, Chen Yi took off his upper garments and sat at the entrance of the cinema to bandage himself.

Even though the severity was distributed among the three of them, the injuries were still severe.

After finishing, Chen Yi tossed a bandage prop into Sword Without End's arms, "Treat your wounds."

"Okay."

Sword Without End caught the bandage prop and pulled another prop from his bosom, placing it on the ground, "I've got some more here, with anti-inflammatory, regenerative panda blood, and flesh-regeneration properties."

"Thanks."

Chen Yi didn't fuss and began to activate and use these props.

He had similar props, but they were all in Tuberculosis Rabbit's backpack, and since Tuberculosis Rabbit was unconscious, he couldn't retrieve them.

Half an hour later.

Tuberculosis Rabbit, who had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes and glanced around. Seeing Chen Yi and the others sitting cross-legged in the Wasteland, roasting barbecue on a makeshift grill, he realized what was happening and said excitedly with a chuckle,

"We've got barbecue, haven't had that in a long time."

"Awake?"

Chen Yi glanced at the now-awake Tuberculosis Rabbit, casually picked up a grilled pork intestine from the grill, and handed it over, "Have some intestine, you've lost a good deal of yours; eat some to compensate."

"The movie theatre is closed now. Once all players in the map have cleared it, the theatre can't be entered anymore."

"We'll have to stay out here in the Wasteland."

"But with the sleigh for protection, there isn't too much wind."

"Alright then."

Disregarding his injuries, Tuberculosis Rabbit took the grilled intestine from Yi and bit into it, nodding in appreciation as he chewed, "Nicely roasted, firm and flavorful."

"It just hurts a bit because I've got too many cuts in my mouth, and the chili powder stings them when eating."

"That's Sword Without End's handiwork."

Chen Yi pulled out a box of chilled beer from his chest and threw it on the ground, "Rinse your mouth with a bit of this. Alcohol numbs the pain, drink some, and it won't hurt as much to eat."

"No rush this time on the map, no time limits."

"Let's heal up properly before moving out."

They leaned against the sleigh, with the grill in place, the sleigh blocking almost all the wind.

Across the endless plain of the Wasteland, and the thick clouds hanging low in the sky, blotting out the sun, the atmosphere felt incredibly oppressive.

It wasn't dark, but it was dim.

A sense of extreme greyness permeated.

But for the three seated behind the sleigh, there was a sense of tranquil leisure often stolen amidst fleeting life.

Utterly relaxed.