The car drove itself with its autonomous system, and the crates were constantly monitored by an automatic identification system, leaving Qi Xu with nothing to do.
So he continued his training, even clearing out the truck bed to practice basic combat moves repeatedly.
The only downside was that, since he’d never formally learned martial arts, many of his techniques looked awkward.
He’d heard before that some Blacklight supply crates had dropped things like "Combat Mastery" or "Staff Mastery"—ridiculously overpowered skills.
As long as your stats weren’t completely trash, you could instantly go from a noob to an expert.
But those were extremely rare drops, and anyone who got one would never sell it, so he couldn’t pin all his hopes on that.
After feeling his muscles ache, Qi Xu switched to practicing his shooting. His newly upgraded Level 3 pistol fit his grip even better now.
He rolled down the window and fired a test shot outside, noticing the recoil wasn’t as harsh as before. Previously, firing more than a few rounds would leave half his arm numb from the kickback.
Now, it just gave a slight vibration in his hand before the bullet launched.
Best of all, aiming felt easier. No need to compensate for recoil beforehand—just steady his grip, aim, and shoot.
A few shots in, and he was already getting the hang of it.
But without a proper target, he wasn’t sure how to practice accuracy.
Just then, he spotted a wooden crate.
Hearing the system notification, Qi Xu stayed by the window instead of stopping the car.
The moment he saw the wooden supply crate, he took a quick shot.
It missed slightly, grazing the top of the crate.
After driving forward another couple of meters, he fired again—this time hitting dead-on. The bullet punched straight through the wooden crate, sending it flying.
It looked empty at first, but when he got closer, he saw a fat rat inside, cleanly pierced by his bullet...
Satisfied, Qi Xu stopped the car and hauled the crate in to dismantle it.
Good. He’d been worried about wasting supplies—even the smallest loot mattered—but now he felt much better.
By noon, he’d encountered three wooden crates and one silver supply crate.
He didn’t stop for any of them, using them purely for target practice.
Shoot on sight. The second wooden crate actually had loot inside—fragile glass—which shattered instantly from his shot. But he didn’t care, because his aim had been perfect this time, hitting it in one try.
The next two crates turned out to be monsters, especially the silver one, which held an upgraded version of a green-haired creature.
It suddenly clicked for Qi Xu—today’s crate luck was terrible.
So he kept shooting every crate he saw. If they broke, so be it...
By the end of the day, he’d blasted through nearly 16 crates. Forget the lost supplies—his shooting skills had leveled up dramatically.
Qi Xu was a little confused. Even during the final day of a disaster cycle, when crates spawned like crazy, he’d never seen this many.
What was going on today? It was only 7 PM, and he’d already encountered 22 crates. And now, just ahead, another golden supply crate appeared.
Monsters in wooden and bronze crates were one thing, but he’d already shot through a golden crate earlier—and it still had a monster inside.
Qi Xu was starting to suspect someone had used a special item on him.
Meanwhile... Donut was staring intently at the chat leaderboard, locked onto the #1 player: "Invincible Black Tornado."
He’d used the "Supercharged Crate Misfortune Card" on him, so why was he still alive?!
The item description clearly stated it would double the number of crates but turn almost all of them into monster crates...
How could anyone survive a whole day of that?
Unless... he’d collected the crates in his truck to open them all at night?
Donut had nearly given up hope, but now he was eagerly waiting again.
After figuring it out, Qi Xu still shot the golden crate—just to confirm his suspicions.
Another monster inside, already dead.
He collected the crate, wondering who was behind this. His first guess? Donut.
After the crafting table incident this morning, Qi Xu had basically ruined his money-making scheme. If Donut had a misfortune card, there was a 99% chance he’d use it on him.
But without proof, Qi Xu didn’t rush to accuse him.
Mid-thought, another wooden crate appeared.
Qi Xu quickly raised his gun and fired, following up with a smooth roll. He had to admit—he looked kinda cool.
The next second, a system announcement blared:
[Congratulations, player! You’ve obtained the new title: "I Have X-Ray Vision"!]
"I Have X-Ray Vision": "When equipped, grants three daily chances to see inside supply crates! Wow, you’re lucky! Even a rare title like this can drop for you."
Qi Xu was stunned... Another title trigger?!
He tentatively asked Ball Ball, "How exactly did I get this 'I Have X-Ray Vision' title?"
Ball Ball: "By violently destroying 20 supply crates in a single day without opening them—and every single one must contain a monster!"
Qi Xu blinked.
Huh. Talk about a lucky accident.
He’d wanted to practice shooting, someone had used a special card on him, and now he’d triggered a title.
He collected the next five crates he found into his truck bed. If they were all monsters, he could use them for something—maybe even save himself a tracking card if he needed to hunt someone down.
By 9 PM, Donut was glued to the chat list again, staring at "Invincible Black Tornado’s" status, waiting...
But nothing happened. The avatar stayed bright all night. His anticipation turned to disappointment, then resignation.
Watching the trading hall, he saw that 276 crafting tables had already been sold. Donut was crushed. He’d finally found a steady way to make money...
Only for Invincible Black Tornado to ruin it all. That guy was truly evil.
Meanwhile, Qi Xu had Ball Ball search the trading hall logs for any mention of "misfortune cards" or similar items.
Every transaction in the trading hall was recorded, even failed or old ones.
And sure enough, he found what he was looking for.
A player named "Sleep Number One" had once sold a "Supercharged Crate Misfortune Card"—and the buyer, just as Qi Xu suspected, was "Donut."
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