Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

Zheng Qin quickly thanked, ”Okay, I got it.”

Zheng Qin secretly decided that he would start learning the script of the Divine Martial Realm tomorrow.

In this world, not understanding the script of the Divine Martial Realm and not speaking its language is really like a bird with clipped wings.

The competition hadn’t officially started yet, and Zheng Qin wanted to chat with Ying Ziyao for a bit. He asked Ying Ziyao, ”Uncle Ying, when you first came to the Ying Family in the Divine Martial Realm to study medicine, you were illiterate and didn’t know the language here. How did you survive?”

Ying Ziyao was silent for a long time before saying, ”In the five years I spent in the Ying Family’s medicine field, the first year was like living as an invisible person. Apart from the old man at the medicine field’s gate, no one spoke to me. I learned to read, write, and spoke the language with the old man. After a year, I left the medicine field for the first time to see the outside world.”

As he mentioned this past, his tone was light, but Zheng Qin felt a pang in his heart.

When Ying Ziyao first came to the Divine Martial Realm, he appeared timid, and coupled with his gloomy nature, Zheng Qin couldn’t engage in much conversation with him.

Even though Zheng Qin knew that Ying Ziyao was a top figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, he still held some contempt for him, but Ying Ziyao didn’t argue with him.

At this moment, Zheng Qin genuinely admired Ying Ziyao.

Following two other people from the Ying Family to the unfamiliar Divine Martial Realm, he was like a bird with no nest, no support. Surviving those five years was more than most people could manage.

Zheng Qin couldn’t help but think, if it were him, could he do better than Ying Ziyao?

He couldn’t.

”Uncle Ying,” Zheng Qin said, ”when the Pilot and Madam come out, could you teach me the language and script of the Divine Martial Realm?”

Ying Ziyao only responded with a muffled ”hmm.”

Zheng Qin also smiled.

At that moment, a mechanical voice with no emotion suddenly sounded in their ears: ”Battle Royale Night, all combat dolls please prepare.”

In an instant, the shadows of the anime dolls above Ying Ziyao’s head all lit up.

The cold mechanical voice continued: ”Combat dolls, please note, in two minutes, the battle royale game will begin, and the game will end after ten hours.”

”Please note, each doll collected earns you 10 points. The more dolls you collect, the more points you earn, and the greater your chances of leaving the game alive. During the game, if your score is below 20 points, you will be directly destroyed!”

”Also note, if you reach 800 points within ten hours, you become the King. When the King is born, congratulations will come from all directions!”

”The King can participate in the ultimate challenge. If they succeed, they can leave the game and regain freedom!”

”Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!”

”The Battle Royale begins now!”

As the mechanical voice finished the countdown and announced the start of the battle royale game, the atmosphere in the entire basin’s dense forest became stern and chilling.

Ying Ziyao instinctively tapped on Xu Xingguang’s avatar and pressed the tracking button. The scenery before his eyes suddenly changed, and when he looked again, he found himself hovering over a lake.

And Xu Xingguang was...

grilling fish.

The total area of Bai Ze Island is 2,000 square kilometers, with the Toy Pool covering 600 square kilometers, and in the basin’s dense forest, there are lakes at lower elevations.

The beasts and combat dolls living in the basin’s dense forest all need to come to this lake to drink water.

Xu Xingguang directly came to the endpoint, ready to ambush anyone who came by, planning to take down anyone he encountered.

The game had just started, and everyone was in a rush to play cat and mouse, but seeing fresh fish in the water, Xu Xingguang casually caught a few to kill and grill on the spot.

When Ying Ziyao arrived, Xu Xingguang was using her Starlight Sword to scrape fish scales.

”...”

Seeing Xu Xingguang in the Toy Pool, at ease and comfortable, Ying Ziyao knew he had been overthinking.

He better go check on Captain Huo.

The temperature on Bai Ze Island in March is cold, but the combat dolls all wore thin black clothes with black pants, along with a crudely made leather jacket printed with a code number.

In the quiet and dim forest, beasts and humans were hunting each other, having to guard against each other as well as their fellows.

A male combat doll with a code 022 on his jacket was fighting a leopard with black stripes on its body.

The leopard had old injuries, with its left foreleg missing a chunk of flesh, though the skin was still attached to the leg. The bloody flesh flipped open, dangling and almost falling off.

Compared to the leopard’s state, combat doll 022 wasn’t in great shape either. His right leg was a bit lame, making movement inconvenient.

He clenched his back teeth, threw a punch to knock the leopard down, flipped over to straddle it, and used the sharp wooden spear at his waist to pierce the leopard’s eyes fiercely.

The leopard struggled for two minutes before finally being killed by him.

After killing the leopard, 022 tore off a piece of bloody meat from the leopard’s leg and ate it raw.

Before the game started, killing a beast, finding a place to hide, eating and drinking to be full, then coming out to kill a few dolls to pass was the way to survive.

In every battle royale, 022 survived like this.

carried the remaining piece of meat, climbed skillfully to a giant tree, sat down, and leaned against the trunk, eating the meat while looking at the dark sky.

The last day of the month and the first day have a new moon, thinner than a girl’s eyebrow, just a curve of silver line to be seen.

The light on the tree was brighter than the forest below, and if someone was there, they could notice 022’s face had no nose tip, just two ugly nostrils exposed.

ate the leopard meat, reaching up to touch the leopard blood that splattered on his face, inevitably feeling the two exposed nostrils beneath his eyes.

Pressing on those nostrils, he couldn’t help but remember the 099 who tore off his nose tip years ago.

That 099, who lost news after just three years in the Toy Pool, was probably killed long ago.