Doomsday Roulette

The more complicated the rules are, the more opportunities there are to exploit them.

Take this new player battlefield for example.

You can cooperate, you can kill each other, and if you kill more than three people, your position will be revealed.

After three days of adapting, many people started to have numerous ideas, leading to many different methods.

One of these methods is hunting red names!

A red name indicates that the player has killed at least three newbie lives, and the points earned will definitely not be low. After all, someone who can kill three beings of the same level must be quite strong, and their speed of earning points will surely not be too low.

In a sense, the points gained from killing them are higher than those from exterminating many mutated lives or parasites.

Husky's team had their eyes on this point, so they began hunting red names.

“Husky, we've chased for so long, hasn't it been more than an hour? Is this worth it? If we cooperate to hunt those mutated lives and parasites, I think our points would grow quickly. This approach seems a bit counterproductive,” said the man called Hus.

Hus had a distinctly European appearance and was a very handsome human from an ancient family in Western Europe.

He once served as an agent for a major family among the All Races of the Universe, and his close relationships led to him receiving considerable care after arriving in the sky, along with learning many little-known facts.

For instance, he knew that more than twenty people had come from Earth this time, making it one of the least populated among the major newbie source planets. Among these, more than half were representatives, and only three or four managed to evolve into nine-star and obtain their entry tickets entirely on their own.

Husky admired such individuals; at least he did not belong to that category.

But this did not mean he feared such people. On the contrary, he found it interesting to take them down when necessary.

After all, who said you were better than me but didn’t have a high enough IQ?

Husky often thought this way.

Just like now, he made a powerful individual from Earth his target for hunting.

The strongest from the country district, Ye Zhongming.

Under normal circumstances, he would not provoke this guy, but this was different. The number one from the country district had become a red name, and coincidentally, he was not far from their active area.

“Counterproductive? No way. Look at how many points Ye Zhongming has now! Killing him will earn us over twenty points, aren't you tempted? We’ve worked hard for two days, how much have you earned? How much has everyone gained?”

The muscular man, who appeared to be a mixed-race individual from Earth, frowned, “What you say is correct, but it’s also because we currently lack manpower. Once we gather more people and races, our points will naturally increase, and the scores will rise quickly.”

Husky glanced at the recorder device, and after seeing no changes in the situation, he replied, “Kevin, do you think a solid foundation is important?”

The mixed-race Kevin was a bit unhappy but still answered, “Of course, a good start is half the battle.”

“Correct!” Husky snapped his fingers.

“So tell me, what constitutes a good start? Is averaging fifty points a good start? Is ranking in the four digits a good start? Is being friendly with everyone and trying to persuade them to join us while having less than ten people so far a good start?”

Others listened, their faces showing slight displeasure. They were the ones who had believed in Husky.

Kevin pressed his lips together and remained silent.

“No, even if we are trying hard, our points still aren’t increasing. This is not what we want. At this rate, after seven small cycles end, even if we don’t die, our ranking will lag behind. What’s the point in that?”

“Then what do you suggest we do? Hunt red names? What if we turn red ourselves? Will we be hunted in return? Besides, those red names are strong. Isn’t that a big risk?”