Chapter 159: The Kill

Seeing someone under the tree in the game, Yin Jian raised an eyebrow.

Among the ten dungeon instances he designed, this one was considered quite challenging.

In this game, players were not only inside the houses; they were also outside.

Moreover, they belonged to the intelligent zombie faction.

The controllers were players using the immersion mode.

"Zombies that can go prone and pick locks."

Yin Jian rubbed his chin. When he first conceived this mode, he felt it would be extremely interesting.

With that thought, he glanced at the backend data of *Infinite*.

Although there was a noticeable increase compared to before, this was entirely the result of the starting game platform recommendations.

It wasn't generated by the live broadcast itself.

"The show has just begun; I probably won't see the real impact until the broadcast ends."

Thinking this, Yin Jian redirected his attention back to the live stream.

He placed most of his energy on the bullet comments.

He wanted to know the players' genuine evaluation of his game.

As for why he didn't check the comment section,

he simply had no choice.

His fans were outrageous at bragging, each one more absurd than the last.

They had completely transformed into defense masters. As long as it was his game, no matter what issues arose, they could find a unique angle and write debunking explanations that even he found embarrassing.

It was utterly ridiculous.

He skimmed through the comments left by the audience.

Aside from those who had actually played the game, most people were calling it boring.

Regarding this, Yin Jian felt somewhat helpless.

With the infinite stream genre, jumping straight into the middle without experiencing the beginning naturally made people feel a bit lost.

"It seems the effect won't be too great this way."

While Yin Jian was pondering these random thoughts,

the live stream continued.

Seeing the player named "Someone Under the Tree" walk up to the door across the hall and knock, Bode immediately spoke up:

"It looks like Brother Under the Tree wants to check if anyone is next to him. In this situation, having someone to look out for each other increases the chances of survival..."

However, right in the middle of Bode's sentence,

he saw that after discovering no one was home, Someone Under the Tree decisively picked up a fruit knife and thrust it into the door crack.

Then, with immense familiarity, he gave it an upward swipe.

"Click!"

The door swung open in response.

Someone Under the Tree slipped directly into the room and began rummaging through cabinets.

Seeing this, Bode felt slightly awkward, but his excellent professional training allowed him to recover quickly as he continued:

"In this situation, utilizing all kinds of methods to scavenge for supplies is the absolute best choice. Of course, everyone must not imitate lock-picking in reality; that is illegal."

...

Someone Under the Tree searched the room thoroughly, taking all the useful items and carrying them back to his own room.

Then he stepped out once more, heading toward the remaining two rooms on the same floor.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

After three knocks on the door,

there was a distinct rustling sound from within.

Someone Under the Tree frowned, pressed his ear against the door to listen closely for a moment,

and quickly returned to his room.

He retrieved his toolbox and swiftly crafted a simple tripwire trap in the hallway.

Once the trap was finished and his tools packed away, he returned to the door that had made the noise.

Using his previous lock-picking technique, he instantly forced the door open and quickly stepped back.

"Bang!"

The moment he retreated, the door was shoved open with tremendous force.

A blood-stained zombie appeared before him,

charging toward him at high speed.

"Roar!"

Unflustered, Someone Under the Tree stepped neatly over the tripwire trap he had prepared and retreated another two meters.

The pursuing zombie was remarkably straightforward. Evidently, it had not anticipated that the human before it would set traps, and thus fell into the snare without the slightest suspense.

Following a dull thud,

the zombie tumbled directly onto the ground.

Its arm broke upon impact because of the awkward angle.

Even so, it persistently crawled toward the direction where Someone Under the Tree was standing.

Seeing this, Someone Under the Tree didn't give the zombie a chance to crawl within reach. He plunged his knife directly into the back of its skull and twisted, putting an end to it.

After dispatching the zombie, Someone Under the Tree carefully scouted the outside area to ensure there were no other zombies before entering to search.

Repeating the same procedure, he soon searched every single room on his floor.

Returning to his room, he took stock of his inventory.

He now had enough food to last himself eight days.

At the same time, he had acquired several new tools.

A crossbow and a wooden club.

Upon seeing the wooden club, Someone Under the Tree immediately bound his fruit knife to it, transforming it into a makeshift spear.

When fighting zombies, the farther away you were, the better.

Taking damage meant an instant Game Over.

After finishing his inventory check, Someone Under the Tree hid most of his supplies, leaving only a small portion in easily discoverable places.

Then, carrying several pieces of equipment, he headed downstairs.

Based on his experience from the previous run, there was one player on each floor.

At first, it was fine; players had no conflicts of interest.

But once food became scarce, the first to kill you wouldn't be the zombies, but the players in the same game.

Therefore...

"Who's there!"

Just as Someone Under the Tree reached the lower floor, a vigilant voice entered his ears.

He looked toward the source of the sound and saw a female player wearing a pink floral dress.

Upon seeing that it was a human and not a zombie, the female player breathed a sigh of relief.

Earlier, seeing zombies everywhere had given her a severe fright, making her think the entire building was swarming with them.

"Are you a player too, big brother?"

Hua Xiaoman looked at the equipment on Someone Under the Tree, her eyes rolling as she asked in a sweet, coquettish voice.

Hearing Hua Xiaoman's question, Someone Under the Tree seemed somewhat embarrassed, yet afraid of causing a misunderstanding, he nodded shyly.

Seeing this reaction, the corners of Hua Xiaoman's mouth curled up:

"Then can big brother take care of little sister? This is little sister's first time playing this game, and I don't know anything."

"Sure thing, sure thing."

As he spoke, Someone Under the Tree walked straight toward Hua Xiaoman, and before she could react, he thrust his spear straight through her.

"Puff!"

"Bang!"

Hua Xiaoman collapsed to the ground, dead with her eyes wide open in grievance.

Someone Under the Tree withdrew his spear and delivered another thrust into the back of her head to prevent any resurrection.

As for why he killed her—

the reason was very simple: the food on a single floor could sustain at most ten days.

Therefore, women would only hinder his clearance success rate.

After disposing of Hua Xiaoman, Someone Under the Tree did not hesitate, immediately beginning to search the floor's supplies using the exact same method.

Meanwhile, the audience watching these events unfold in the live broadcast room went wild.

*‘Holy shit! Awesome!’* ...
*‘I thought... turns out women really can't compare to how fun games are.’*
*‘Feminist warning.’*
*‘So merciless, I pray for this female player's psychological trauma area.’*
*‘I really want to go comfort this little sister in the hotel.’*
*‘Is that comfort even innocent?’*

Although Someone Under the Tree did not play by the rules, his actions successfully sparked a glimmer of anticipation among the viewers in the chat for him and the subsequent game content.

They eagerly awaited what absurd stunts Someone Under the Tree would pull off next.