Chapter 694: Chapter 50: Number 1
"It turns out the people killed by the plague are indeed counted as mine."
Su Changxing pondered.
He had already speculated about this before. During the Celestial Gate, the plague poisoned people to death, yet it was counted as his.
In the system’s view, this was considered a method of attack by Su Changxing.
However, the tenacity of these players exceeded his expectations, as the outbreak of death was much slower than he anticipated.
With the massive number of deaths, his points skyrocketed, and strength surged continuously within his body.
Su Changxing used this to constantly enhance his Physique. Although the enhancement effect became weaker each time, his Physique still broke through to forty.
After breaking through forty in Physique, his body strength, resilience, and resistance also significantly improved.
But the situation was still beyond his expectations. When he thought he could suppress the plague, it started growing rapidly like a rat that had been poked.
Su Changxing noticed something unusual; the plague on him seemed tied to his Physique. The stronger his Physique, the stronger the plague would become.
"What’s going on here."
He felt a bit helpless, thinking this plague would be easy to handle, but it turned out to be a persistent trouble.
Due to so many people dying in his hands at once and the abundance of strength he could use for enhancement, he was unrelenting in pouring it into Physique, feeling he had to compete with the plague.
[+0.1 Physique]
[+0.1 Physique]
[+0.1 Physique]
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Su Changxing’s points skyrocketed at an even faster pace, soon breaking into the top 100 and heading towards the top 50.
At this rate, it wouldn’t take long for him to enter the top 50.
From outside the top 1,000 to now, it hadn’t taken much time, just a few dozen minutes.
Players watching the leaderboard on the forum all thought there was an error.
A player anonymously claimed confidently, "I’m sure there’s an error in the system records; otherwise, there’s no way to have so many kills in such a short time."
The novice player called "Blue Worm" was extremely excited:
"As I said before, ignoring the facts, he might survive the Slaughter Game."
"At this rate, he’s about to be number one. Those who said it was impossible before, come and speak now."
Someone who had argued with him before immediately replied upon seeing this:
"It’s obviously the leaderboard that’s wrong. Damn it, he’s still going to die. Every player attending this Slaughter Game is more formidable than the next; how could a Tier Seven player survive?"
At this point, right or wrong doesn’t matter as much; winning or losing is more important. Even if it’s nonsensical babbling, he had to win the debate.
Considering "Blue Worm" was just a novice player, he couldn’t back down now; that would be too disgraceful.
Soon, both sides engaged in a heated argument over the issue, with more people joining the debate over time, forming multiple topics.
"Is the leaderboard broken?"
Pro: It’s broken. Con: Absolutely not broken.
"Can the Lucky Child survive?"
Pro: Definitely can survive. Con: How can they survive.
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"First place!"
"My god, really first place now, and his points are rising at an even faster rate, terrifying!"
A group of players on the forum were watching the leaderboard like a spectacle, sitting down row by row.
Wang An took a sip of tea and stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth, looking at Wei Wei’an beside him:
"What exactly did this guy do inside to make it to the top of the leaderboard like this... Feels like he’s tied many people together and then killed them one by one."
He recalled the scene in his mind but couldn’t make sense of it; it seemed too superfluous.
Capturing and killing someone are entirely different challenges. Usually, you need to be a level above your opponent in strength to bind and capture them.
Even though he said the leaderboard was broken, he rationally believed it wasn’t broken. Even if the sky fell, the game system wouldn’t be wrong.
Because he knew the game system was the Heavenly Dao, the manifested Heavenly Dao, the greatest Heavenly Dao; everything else could go wrong, but not the game system.
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Su Changxing noticed his ranking, easily reaching number one, as thousands had died from the plague.
It’s not that these people were the weakest; they just couldn’t combat the plague and had no resistance to it. Their Physique was relatively weaker as well.
So they were the first to die in the plague, their bodies gradually deteriorating and Life Force consumed, dying in torment.
This also provided Su Changxing with thousands of enhancement opportunities.
The Physique value easily exceeded Spiritual Power and kept increasing until it reached forty-nine, nearing fifty, at which point it completely stalled.
Due to the significant increase in his Physique over a short period, he temporarily suppressed the plague.
But he could clearly feel that the plague grew faster with the significant increase in Physique.
It seemed to have become a part of his body. As he grew stronger, this thing would grow stronger along with him.
It was quite an unsolvable situation.
Su Changxing took a deep breath and noticed the red light in the sky beginning to move towards his location.
Due to the plague, too many people died at once, forcing the Slaughter Game to advance in progress, directly entering the third stage. The red light enveloping the Land of Slaughter quickly shrank inward.
This red light had a destructive force on living things, with an instant-death trait for the Slaughter Game contestants, hitting it meant instant death.
Su Changxing wasn’t careless and immediately ran inside, holding a significant advantage. Since everyone was infected with the plague, as long as he could last long enough, he would definitely be the last winner.
Furthermore, there’s another issue.
After reaching the fourth stage, most of the Land of Slaughter would be covered by the red light, leaving only a small area.
The top seven on the leaderboard would receive special buffs from the Land of Slaughter, marked by a pillar of light visible to everyone, in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.
At this point, the chaos had just begun!
By the fourth stage, the top seven on the leaderboard are generally the strongest. Killing them would grant corresponding points, ranking, buffs, and partial inheritance of power.
Su Changxing hid in the shadows of the jungle, running forward, seeing many corpses rotting from the plague.
The points he gained were not as much as he had initially imagined, as many weren’t killed by the plague, but because of it, were in a weakened, paralyzed state, and were killed by others.
Yet even so, he easily reached first place, having eighty thousand points, far ahead of the second place by over seventy thousand.
So far, over eight thousand contestants had died under the plague, and a total of about thirty thousand had perished.
This meant nearly one-fourth had directly died at his hands because of the plague.
The second place was a guy called "Temperature Kill." The Saintess from the Doomsday Cult was in fourth place, while Gurulu was in ninth.
As for the others, Su Changxing didn’t know who they actually were as they all used forum ID pseudonyms.
But that wasn’t important.
His current goal was to hide himself, prevent others from discovering him, and especially at this stage ensure others don’t know he’s number one.
