Chapter 42 Part 2

One shot, it hit.

Green light sprayed from the opponent's body, but he wasn't dead yet. This guy's aim wasn't very good; at such a close distance, he fired two shots and only managed to take off half of Qin Chuan's health.

But if this continued and they exchanged fire, Qin Chuan would definitely go down before the other guy.

Just then, the opponent was shot and suddenly fell to the ground.

Bo He ran in.

Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

What timely rain.

He picked up the submachine gun that Bo He had dropped, his sense of security increasing with its heavy weight.

Following the usual pattern, all he had to do now was follow behind Bo He. Bo He didn't even need to open the mini-map; she had a complete map in her mind.

But, Bo He stopped.

"Boss, where do we go next?"

Qin Chuan: ...

He used to be the one asking this kind of question.

In the second that Qin Chuan was silent, enemies rushed in and surrounded them. The two of their death crates were stacked together, hand in hand.

The game continued to the second round.

This time, Qin Chuan didn't dare to drop at the Sacrificial Altar, let alone the Training Base or Paradise Resort. He chose a suburban area with more houses, and the two went to loot them.

After being fully equipped, they started heading towards the safe zone. Along the way, they encountered two or three enemies, some of whom were bots, and others were real players.

Bo He's performance was very normal; she even killed an enemy.

Qin Chuan looked at the level-three armor she was wearing with great satisfaction, feeling that this time, even if Bo He was hiding her skill, the two of them could definitely make it into the final circle.

Fifteen minutes later, on the outskirts of the approaching final circle, an ambush from two teams behind them forced them to stop advancing and take cover.

Qin Chuan couldn't see the enemies and said to Bo He, "Try throwing a grenade at that rock up ahead."

Bo He complied, taking out a grenade, measuring the distance, confirming the direction, and throwing it.

"President Qin, run! I threw it too low!"

Qin Chuan: ???

He subconsciously got up and dodged to the side.

Bang!

The grenade exploded.

Indeed, he wasn't killed by the explosion.

Instead, he was sniped to death by the enemy.

Qin Chuan: ...

The third round...

The fourth round...

The fifth round...

Every time, they managed to get team-wiped in an unexpected way.

One time, Bo He jumped from a high mountain and, due to poor timing, was severely injured from the fall. Before Qin Chuan could save her, she breathed her last.

Another time, there were enemies in a room. Before Qin Chuan could stop her, Bo He said she would go scout the way, then charged straight in and was gunned down in a hail of bullets.

Qin Chuan felt so tired.

As the time approached nine-thirty, everything suddenly started to go smoothly.

This time, they queued for a four-person squad and got two randomly matched teammates.

A four-person team tested coordination more than a two-person team, so the difficulty increased accordingly.

Especially in the final circle, when only three or four people were left alive, you wouldn't know if the remaining opponents were one team, two teams, or even three teams. The decision to either concentrate fire or pick them off one by one had to be made in an instant.

The four of them fought through thick and thin and finally reached the final circle. Bo He's performance was unremarkable; not brilliant, but she didn't drag the team down either.

After tonight's performance, Qin Chuan was almost beginning to suspect that "Peppermint Tea" was just a virtual character he had imagined.

In the grass, the four of them spread out.

Tire tracks appeared on the mini-map.

"Car, be careful!" A teammate's voice came through the voice chat.

The words had barely faded.

The three of them, including Qin Chuan, received a system notification.

Your teammate Peppermint Tea has been eliminated.

"I got run over by a car."

Qin Chuan: ...

Ten minutes later, they were also team-wiped.

Qin Chuan looked at the ranking results. No more, no less, their team was exactly in third place.

He immediately remembered the words he had said earlier— "As long as we can consistently maintain a top-three standard, that'll be good enough."

Qin Chuan looked at Bo He.

The latter looked back innocently.

After a long moment, Qin Chuan smiled at her.

"Let's call it a day for now. I'll take you home."

Bo He asked, holding on to a sliver of hope, "Are we still practicing tomorrow?"

Qin Chuan: "Of course we are. Since you're proficient now and we've reached third place, we must bravely strive for progress. Tomorrow, we'll aim to secure third place and push for second."

Bo He: ...