Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1530: Chapter 828: Qing Chen’s Home Field, Exploiting Bugs!

Behind Qing Chen, players from the Black Water Guild were shouting, ”What about A-Class? Two fists can’t fend off four hands. Even someone like Viper, an old-school A-Class expert, would back off facing so many people. He has no guns or bullets left, and we still have over twenty guns. Don’t be afraid of him!”

”That’s right. He’s just been promoted to A-Class and isn’t yet familiar with his power. He can’t fight freely!”

The players chasing Qing Chen were no longer just from the two main guilds; there were also countless solo players, almost two thousand of them.

”The last time I was chased by so many people was when I was hunted by Demigod Chen Yu in Taboo Land No. 008,” Qing Chen muttered.

Qing Chen didn’t accelerate to shake off the pursuers behind him. Instead, he deliberately maintained a steady pace, dragging players from the two guilds in pursuit of him.

In the 8th Multidimensional World, there are only three complex terrains: a dense forest in the north, the Red River Canyon in the center, and a treacherous mountain range in the south.

The latter two were unusable by Qing Chen; he could only return to the forest if he wanted to engage in guerrilla warfare in complex terrain.

Previously, dozens of players from the Phoenix Guild suffered a heavy loss here.

However, truth tells us that humans never learn from history.

There’s still 6 kilometers to the forest.

At this moment, some players suddenly froze. They saw Qing Chen running while pulling out a tablet, sliding his fingers over it.

Some players were puzzled, ”What’s he looking at? Does he have time to look at a tablet now?”

Because of his distraction, Qing Chen’s speed continued to decrease, seemingly exhausted. Players from behind caught up and were assessing whether they were within casting distance when he had already struck down five or six players with Thunder.

By the time the players in the back wanted to make a move, they awkwardly found that Qing Chen had already widened the distance after killing those players.

Even the players with the longest casting range of 30 meters couldn’t hit him.

Player: ”???”

What kind of flashy operation is this? Is this method of deliberately staying just out of casting range a coincidence or intentional?

If it’s intentional, then this ability to calculate distance is terrifying.

In the next second, Qing Chen slowed down again. He repeated his trick, closing the distance to kill and then speeding up. Each attack distance was precisely calculated so that he could hit once and then escape before others could hit him.

This was perfect kiting, always staying out of the enemy’s range.

A player suddenly exclaimed, ”When he looked at the tablet just now, could he have been checking the casting distances of all our classes?”

Yes, the data Qing Chen had just looked at was indeed the casting distances for various classes that he had FFT help compile.

Those classes have existed for decades at least, and the data was long compiled, whereas the Thunder Deity is a new class, and Qing Chen is the first player of his class to reach A-Class, so no one knows what his A-Class Ultimate Move is.

Each class has seven skills, with one A-Class and one S-Class Ultimate Move, preceded by five basic skills.

But now the issue was, the players behind suddenly felt they weren’t even qualified to see what Qing Chen’s Ultimate Move was.

He would attack and take them down with a basic attack from just within attack range!

Casting distance has always been an undervalued and elusive concept because casting distances vary between ten, twenty, or thirty meters, and players can only roughly estimate a meter, making precise control over 30 meters impossible for anyone.

But Qing Chen can.

The distance between him and others, he only needed a glance to precisely measure to two decimal places.

Close combat relies heavily on attack distances; you must maintain a range where you can strike vital points while also ready to retreat and dodge.

Now, Qing Chen’s precision in controlling distance transformed into stunning remote attacks, as if he was entirely manipulating the battlefield.

It felt as if he was exploiting a bug in a game, with players repeatedly attempting to cast spells, only for them to fail every time...

This is one of the few differences between the Superconductor World and the real world: skills have strict distance requirements.

Once there are rules, it provides Qing Chen with room to exploit a bug.

With his A-Class powerful physical attributes, he was simply and clearly taking down the players behind him.

However, just as Qing Chen reached the sixth wave, a Shaman player in the crowd roared, ”All Shamans, come and pray, take turns to speed us up! Each person maintains the boost for ten minutes; I refuse to believe we can’t catch up with him!”

The Shaman’s Blood Dance Blessing had a time limit, one person couldn’t maintain it for too long, so the Shaman players suddenly united, like raiding a boss in a dungeon, with someone even commanding them...

Several players with blood-red markings on their faces began chanting in the crowd, and all players were surrounded by a green glowing aura, increasing their speed by a full twenty percent.

Qing Chen no longer looked back to harvest but ran straight toward the forest.

Among the crowd, an A-Class Shadow Assassin from the Phoenix Guild was mingled among them, his eyes fixed intently on Qing Chen’s back.

According to the original plan, he was to conceal his level and strength, attacking Viper and the Underworld King in a critical moment with the help of his teammates. If the plan succeeded, he would advance to an S-Class Battle Master, becoming one of the highest ranked players in the guild.

But now he had to expose himself prematurely.