In an instant, the ambulance lost balance, spinning twice on the highway.
However, Poisonous Love Trap reacted quickly. As soon as the vehicle came to a stop, Qi Xu saw the dark muzzle of a gun appear outside the window.
Qi Xu immediately ducked to dodge. The bullet struck the window but didn’t shatter it—instead, a web-like crack formed in the glass, with the bullet embedded in it.
Qi Xu fired back. The ambulance’s windows were completely blacked out, making it impossible to locate Poisonous Love Trap’s position. So, Qi Xu emptied his magazine, shattering every window in the process.
Poisonous Love Trap was seething. What kind of handgun is this? How many guns does he have? Why does it feel like his bullets never run out?
The day before, after upgrading his firearm, Qi Xu had crafted 200 extra rounds on the workbench—just to ensure smooth shooting today.
Blood streaked Poisonous Love Trap’s face, his head having been pelted by the rapidly shattering glass.
Now, he was stuck—getting out of the car was dangerous, but staying inside wasn’t any better.
While continuing to fire, Qi Xu maneuvered to the side of the ambulance, then pulled out his pink chainsaw and ripped the door clean off.
The moment he spotted movement, another hail of bullets followed. Poisonous Love Trap still had his poisonous gas pills clutched in his hand, but before he could throw them, he was gone.
Poisonous Love Trap died filled with resentment. He had just gotten his hands on a precious item, hadn’t even had the chance to use it. He had just allied with his arch-nemesis, Invincible Black Whirlwind, and hadn’t even begun plotting against Qi Xu…
Now, all those opportunities were lost forever.
The gap in both weaponry and skill between the two was glaringly obvious. The outcome of this battle had never been in doubt.
Qi Xu looked regretfully at the ambulance. The body was riddled with bullet holes, the windows were almost entirely shattered, and the passenger-side door had been completely torn off.
It was a complete wreck.
He pulled out his work ID and scanned it with the light screen.
[Detected: One severely damaged multi-functional ambulance, Tier-3 vehicle. Multiple critical damages detected. Vehicle is no longer operational. Current recycling price: 99 Survival Coins. Confirm transaction?]
Despite its condition, it was still a Tier-3 vehicle—a rare multi-functional ambulance—so the price wasn’t entirely unreasonable.
Qi Xu voiced his skepticism, "This is a Tier-3 vehicle. It’s selling for less than a Tier-2 one."
The light screen responded, "The damage is too extensive."
Qi Xu stood silently, waiting, but the appraisal price didn’t budge. He sighed.
Fine, not every attempt at haggling succeeds.
"At most, add another 50 Survival Coins. If not, forget it."
Just as Qi Xu was about to give in, the light screen suddenly updated.
He quickly changed his mind. "Deal! Sold!"
[Detected: Intact special item in the rear seat. Would you like to sell it as well? Additional 999 Survival Coins can be earned. Esteemed player, this is a rare opportunity! In 10 seconds, the system will default to agreement. 10… 6… 4… 2…]
Qi Xu was stunned. What kind of math teacher taught you to count down like that?!
Panicking, he shouted, "No! Don’t sell! Stop! Leave my special item alone!"
The light screen finally stopped. 149 Survival Coins were deposited into his account, and a large crate thudded onto the ground.
Qi Xu hurriedly scanned it.
[Universal Copy-Paste Crate (requires energy stones for activation) (monthly usage limit: 1): Place an item inside my belly, and with sufficient energy, I’ll spit out 1,000 identical copies within a day! Owning me will be the highlight of your life!]
Instantly, Qi Xu realized where those 1,000 hot water bags had come from.
This thing is amazing! And they wanted to sell it for 999 Survival Coins? I wouldn’t sell it even if they added another 9! The only downside was that energy stones weren’t easy to come by.
I’ll gather them slowly. These things can’t be rushed. The more desperate you are, the harder they are to find. Stay casual, and they’ll come eventually.
Due to rebinding, the monthly usage limit had reset.
A bold idea struck Qi Xu.
If I use up the monthly limit and then transfer ownership, does that bypass the restriction?
The light screen responded, "No! Only upon the original owner’s death can the special item be claimed by another!"
Hearing this, Qi Xu understood—Storm Dragon King must have been killed by Poisonous Love Trap for this very crate.
The method was probably simple:
Either Poisonous Love Trap found a monster crate, used a prediction card to identify it, and then gave it to Storm Dragon King… or he placed a hit through the Assassin’s Guild.
Either way, the Chi Kuang squad of five had been completely wiped out. Qi Xu felt a weight lift from his chest—no more lingering unease.
Though the crate’s description didn’t explicitly state it, Qi Xu guessed that the rarer and more valuable the item, the more energy it would consume.
Energy stones are the key.
Not wanting to linger, Qi Xu packed up and left, planning to study his new treasure that night.
With another 149 Survival Coins and a priceless item secured—and a potential future enemy eliminated—today was perfect.
As usual after a fight, Qi Xu cleaned up the battlefield. The wrecked ambulance was recycled, the bodies tossed into the black mist by the roadside, and even the torn-off door was disposed of.
Then he hesitated—should he use another basic vehicle repair card?
Right now, only the lower right corner of the windshield had a "spiderweb" crack, but the rest was intact. Using a repair card felt wasteful.
After a moment’s thought, he decided to drive as-is.
The tracking card’s effect wore off, and Qi Xu continued forward. The group chat was buzzing about hot water bags and mini heaters—almost no one noticed Poisonous Love Trap’s disappearance.
And those who did? They didn’t dare say a word.
After lunch, the snowstorm intensified, and the battery drained faster. Qi Xu decided to stop for the day.
He had already covered 70 kilometers—if needed, he could drive more tomorrow.
Since he hadn’t traveled far, he only found one loot crate—a silver supply box. Strapping the pink chainsaw to his arm, he opened it… and a massive shadow lunged out.
Qi Xu blocked with the chainsaw while rapidly firing. The combo worked—the monster collapsed, green blood splattering everywhere.
Only after it died did Qi Xu get a clear look.
A giant green-headed fly—capable of flight and venom-spitting. Lucky I killed it the moment it emerged. If it had taken off, things would’ve gotten messy.
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