The moment he crashed into it, the God of Light immediately regretted it. The airbags deployed, and half the front of his car was crushed, but the opposing Level 5 vehicle stood unmoved, like a small mountain.
Qi Xu was also startled. Though he knew the car would be fine, he wasn’t sure if Little Seven would be scared.
Only when a fiercely growling little dog’s face pressed against the "non-recyclable window" glass did Qi Xu relax—the kid had nerves of steel.
Little Seven barked furiously at the God of Light, his entire face squished against the window in a comically exaggerated snarl!
Qi Xu couldn’t help but laugh. What a ferocious little fighter. No surprise for a combat-type—aggression was in his blood. Qi Xu was already looking forward to fighting side by side with him in the future.
The God of Light didn’t dare stay in the car. Waiting there would be suicide—once surrounded, the confined space would turn him into an easy target.
So he seized the moment while "Invincible Black Whirlwind" was still processing the crash, grabbed his machine gun, and leaped out. Without bothering to aim, he sprayed another round of bullets in Qi Xu’s direction.
Qi Xu feigned surprise, as if he hadn’t expected the God of Light to jump out. He rolled to cover, hiding in a blind spot, making himself look desperate in the God of Light’s eyes.
"Little girl, is this all you’ve got? You think I’m some pushover? Come here! Make it easy on yourself!"
When Qi Xu circled to the back of the God of Light’s car, he smirked. Why the hell did it have a climbing ladder? Who was that supposed to help?
Using the blind spot, Qi Xu took a few silent steps back, then vaulted onto the roof of the God of Light’s car. The machine gun’s roar masked his movements completely.
He crouched low, waiting. The moment the God of Light peeked out, Qi Xu fired a single bullet straight into his skull.
One shot. One kill. The Dongfang Yuan Sect’s instant-death technique—this was the result of all those brutal sparring sessions in the gym.
Money well spent.
Even as the God of Light collapsed, Qi Xu didn’t let his guard down.
He kept low and emptied another dozen rounds into the body. In this world, who didn’t have some life-saving trinket if they were lucky?
Bullets were cheap. Better safe than sorry—even the strongest could fall to a cheap trick.
Sure enough, a golden shield flickered to life around the body, deflecting the bullets. Had Qi Xu rushed to loot the corpse, he’d have been shredded.
Only when the shield faded did Qi Xu fire another barrage.
Not until the God of Light’s upper half was pulp, his avatar icon darkened for good, did Qi Xu finally hop down.
He pulled out a "Plunder Card," eyed the mangled corpse with distaste, and slapped it onto one of the less ruined patches.
[Congratulations, player Invincible Black Whirlwind! You have successfully plundered all of God of Light’s supplies!]
An exhaustive list popped up—basic supplies alone took up a full page. Qi Xu was stunned. This guy had even more stockpiled than he did.
What a scumbag. Anyone stuck in the same zone as him was cursed.
Qi Xu skimmed for the valuables.
Level 5 Vehicle Upgrade Card ×1, Vehicle Upgrade Fragments ×53, Energy Stones ×98, Smart AI Chip, Survival Coins 956, Any Station Selection Card ×3, Dungeon Protection Shield ×2, Dash Cam, Title Imprint Stone ×2, Auto-Loot Mechanical Arm ×1, Primary Enslavement Stone (includes one female slave), Level 3 Machine Gun ×1, Machine Gun Ammo ×539...
There was also a mountain of food—what shocked Qi Xu most was the sheer quantity of basics like compressed biscuits, bread rolls, and bottled water: nearly 2,000 units.
This bastard had been one step from upgrading to a Level 5 vehicle. He’d already gathered 1,000 upgrade fragments and synthesized a full card—now it all belonged to Qi Xu.
But something didn’t add up. He had the card, the chip… so why hadn’t he upgraded?
A closer look revealed the answer: the upgrade required 99 Energy Stones. The God of Light had 98.
One. Stone. Short.
Had he succeeded, taking him down would’ve been a nightmare.
No wonder the Survival Highway’s golden rule was prioritizing your vehicle. Even against an unbeatable foe, a superior ride meant you could always turtle up inside.
Now Qi Xu fully understood last night’s system announcement about the Plunder Card. This was indeed a windfall—unbelievably satisfying.
The Auto-Loot Mechanical Arm he’d been obsessing over was finally his! And acquired through theft, no less. Qi Xu could hardly believe it.
So much easier than grinding for Merchant encounters, saving up coins, or risking reputation hits with robberies.
This was the definition of "striking it rich."
The Title Imprint Stone could copy a player’s title onto itself.
Qi Xu jolted, immediately pressing the stone against the God of Light’s corpse.
[Would you like to imprint the title 〖Brutal Bandit〗?]
Without even checking the title’s effects, Qi Xu mashed "Yes," terrified the corpse might expire before the imprint completed.
When 〖Brutal Bandit〗 appeared in his title list, he let out a gleeful chuckle.
〖Brutal Bandit: Upon entering combat, all three stats increase by 6 points. When a lethal skill is triggered, a golden shield forms, reflecting all damage for 5 seconds before dissipating.〗
This was leagues better than his old 〖Carefree Little Kid〗 title, which only gave +3 to stats and no defensive perks.
As for the "Primary Enslavement Stone (Includes one female slave)" in the list, Qi Xu’s face twisted in disgust. He had seen this vile item in the last game cycle—almost used on him by the God of Light.
Even in a reset game, this scum had somehow gotten his hands on it again.
Trash attracts filth.
Qi Xu hesitated. He’d planned to trash-talk in the global chat: "And this guy called himself the God of Light? Came at me like he was hot shit, but look at him now—pathetic."
But words alone felt lacking. So he snapped a photo of the corpse and posted it in chat instead.
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