CH 6.2

His gaze settled on the figure racking the rifle by his side.

The wind in Blue Smoke Wilderness drifted along the clothing at the corner of his shoulder and the hair on his temples. He was as unrestrained as the wind that roamed free in this vast world, yet as bright as the boundless galaxy hiding above the dull blue smoke overhead.

This look of Duan Wenzheng was like the wind of Blue Smoke Wilderness that blew with might and unbridled power.

It was as if Xue Lan was passing through the sky of the Wilderness.

Unfortunately, he did not have a rifle in his hands right now, a rifle that could let him stand alongside Duan Wenzheng.

“What are you gawking for?”

Duan Wenzheng’s voice snapped Xue Lan out of his daze. He raised his guard up and turned his gaze onto the bunker at the side.

He thought that petty streamer would attempt something, but found that he was still silently hiding behind the bunker restoring his HP.

Duan Wenzheng sized up the little medic on the screen who became alert and enabled the skill of stacking a lot of buff because of his words. As if amused by his action, he said in delight, “Go over there.”

A place had been marked on the map—it was precisely that boulder the streamer used to hide.

Every second counted in a battle. Letting a medic directly go against an assaulter—it was probably obvious what this meant, but Xue Lan walked over without a second thought toward that bunker.

Ever since the other teammates went to tear down the enemy base, that streamer had always hidden behind the boulder and used the continuous healing injection that restored HP in small amounts. While he cursed his teammates’ death countdown, he still relentlessly counted the seconds of the injection restoring his HP.

He sized up the three opponents that had gone to attack his base—

With Dawn of the Last Day’s configuration, if someone in the party still had not died, an extremely difficult layer of a shield would emerge outside the base. This way, as long as he delayed, there would not be a chance to completely turn the tables.

He did not know where the other two people went, but he restored his HP as he waited for an opportunity.

It was at this particular moment that he suddenly saw a figure treading through the overgrown grass of the wilderness, charging toward his location with a quick pace.

But that person was—

“What is this? A medic wants to court death?” His drive that had just deflated was ignited again. He spat, “Yo, is this sending the girl as bait or giving the girl away?”

When the people in the live stream saw this act, they also had the same thought as the streamer.

A medic who couldn’t even equip a rifle came rushing to face an assaulter…what were they doing?

That streamer bantered as he lifted his rifle, but he was still on alert as he glanced at the boulder that the sniper might be hiding at.

There was no one.

He was shocked but still racked his rifle. As if finally finding the opportunity for revenge, he strafed his bullets toward that figure.

Xue Lan who was stepping on the wilderness’ overgrown grass faced the bullets that suddenly swept toward him. He deftly avoided them and hid behind a bunker at one side.

He had walked all the way, yet he did not see Duan Wenzheng shooting behind him.

Xue Lan couldn’t help being confused.

That streamer’s successive firing did not wipe out any of the other party’s HP. His face darkened, but his actions remained calm as he pulled open the fuse of the grenade, throwing it toward that stone bunker where Xue Lan used to hide and which was closest to him.

At the same time, he lifted his rifle again, planning to take Xue Lan’s head the moment Xue Lan left the bunker to avoid the grenade.

But who knew that when the grenade exploded behind the bunker, he saw no trace of Xue Lan’s shadow.

Behind the boulder, Xue Lan carefully avoided that grenade, but his attention settled on that figure that did not move one bit.

Did Duan Wenzheng…lose connection?

Then should he still attract the fire?

He still could hear the occasional light sounds from Duan Wenzheng in the headset. Xue Lan was hesitant for a while, then typed.

BabyCandy: ?

A hint of a lazy smile was in Duan Wenzheng’s voice. “Get your head by yourself.”

Xue Lan was stupefied.

BabyCandy: I’m just a medic, I’m useless to take someone’s head…

Xue Lan still wanted to say something, but Duan Wenzheng casually said, “Didn’t you want to become a professional player?”

Xue Lan’s breathing stifled as a rather peculiar feeling rose in his heart.

He didn’t know if Duan Wenzheng said this because he knew he wanted to become a professional player and saw his eagerness as he followed behind Duan Wenzheng, or if it was to let him go by himself.

But he actually…wanted to leave a head for him.

Although he wanted to play professionally as an assaulter, Duan Wenzheng was not aware of it.

But he actually believed, he could fight against an assaulter in the top 100 of the national server as only a medic?

Xue Lan lowered his eyes, holding back the dark light in his eyes.

That streamer had spied on a head several times but still saw no sign of movement.

He was bewildered, but thinking that the other party was just a medic and did not have any support, he planned to go and find out about the situation. With this thought, he raised his rifle and walked over to the bunker, carefully fumbling toward the bunker Xue Lan was suspected to be.

At this particular moment, a clear sound of a mine bomb striking the ground came from below his feet—