Resurrection Empire-Chapter 961 - 370: "Game"_2

Watching Hu Yang joyfully layer equipment onto herself piece by piece, Zhou Ya couldn't help but ask.

The outermost layer was a piece of leg armor equipped with eight retractable mechanical arms.

Hu Yang effortlessly hooked the leg armor onto herself, and then these eight mechanical arms began to move autonomously, pulling out one component after another from the large box.

Moreover, support frames extended from the heel and sides of the leg armor, alleviating most of the weight for the slender and slightly weak Hu Yang, instantly lowering the difficulty of suiting up by numerous levels. Additionally, Ren Zhong had prepared several external loading boxes, categorizing and placing numerous small components inside, further reducing Hu Yang's time spent equipping.

Ren Zhong shrugged, "I'm different from the pampered high-ranking citizens you might recognize. Although I'm now a major enterprise owner controlling several cities, you might overlook the fact that I started from scratch. I understand well how grassroots professionals assemble their equipment one by one. My equipment boxes are always self-organized, knowing how to arrange things rationally. These are valuable experiences from frontline combat personnel. And I, beneath the various glamorous surfaces, am essentially still a frontline combatant."

Zhou Ya: "..."

She instinctively wanted to mock Ren Zhong for his seemingly overconfident arrogance, but the facts speak for themselves; in the brief moment they chatted, Hu Yang had already suited up.

By this time, most participants were just beginning to lay out various components and rack their brains over assembly.

Of course, there were already some who had fully equipped themselves.

Uh-huh, a high-powered, real-ammunition third-level heavy sniper, with no buffering function, priced precisely at 9900 Source Star Coins.

Obviously, the participant's backing player was a newcomer with not much sense, who sorted the product list by price from top to bottom for convenience, and chose the most expensive heavy sniper.

The player indeed treated this "game" as a game.

The result was that the participant who acquired this gun became the first kill.

This participant had no professional training, didn't understand the Gunsmith's advancement system, and immediately pointed the gun at another participant nearby struggling to put on armor, then fired. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He missed.

The terrifying kinetic bullet whizzed past the other participant.

The force sent the person sprawling sideways, tearing off chunks of flesh, but he didn't die instantly, only suffered severe injuries.

As for the participant who fired, he was already struck by the recoil of the heavy sniper's butt, which shattered half of his torso, killing him instantly.

The scene from Ren Zhong's side immediately switched to the location of the participant labeled 6421.

Ren Zhong was silent for a moment, shook his head without speaking, and switched the perspective back to Hu Yang, opening up the player communication channel to eavesdrop.

The player behind that participant was swearing at the incompetent participant for ruining the fun, ending up dead quickly.

Other players were either mocking, pointing out his new player blunders, or asking if he was deliberately seeking attention.

The player marked as 6421 spat out, "Seeking attention my ass! I'm not a Gunsmith; how was I supposed to know the recoil was this strong? Forget it, it's not fun, I'm heading back, maybe another day. Just not interesting."

Nearby, another player labeled as 514 advised, "No problem, leave me your contact; I'll teach you. The more you play, the more experience you'll gain."

6421 replied, "True, it's not expensive anyway. I finally got membership, can't let it go to waste. Watching the livestream looked lively, so I wanted to try it myself, but didn't realize there's so much involved."

514: "Haha, there are lots of techniques, take your time learning. Barely any player survives to see the shrinking circle on their first play."

Ren Zhong slightly clenched his fist.

"Not interesting," "Not expensive," "Lively," "Take your time learning"...

These people truly are just playing.

At this moment, Hu Yang had already completed her first movement.

Using the armor's assistance, she climbed a nearby large tree, glided over to another tree with thicker branches and denser foliage, then clung to the trunk, using the armor's built-in basic optical camouflage suite to disguise herself in a brown shade, seamlessly blending into the natural environment like a dead-leaf butterfly.