Chapter 68: Team India, The Troll Boulevard!

"What happened?"

Inside the funeral home, Xuan and the others, who had been in the middle of an investigation, streamed out one after another.

Then, they saw the open area outside the building—corroded several meters deep—a corpse lying on the ground, and a trembling woman.

"Has the India Team attacked?"

Xuan pushed up his glasses. "And they killed three?"

Every time a member of the opposing team was killed, one's own team gained a point, while the opposing team lost one. Therefore, by checking the reincarnation wristwatch points, one could roughly deduce what had just happened and what the outcome was.

"Yes."

Zhan Lan nodded. "Three members of the India Team just came by, but fortunately, they've been res—"

The earth shook violently.

The ground split open in an instant as two snake heads suddenly burst forth from beneath the earth, opened their giant jaws, and swallowed the charred corpse along with the veiled woman.

Everything happened so abruptly. For some reason, no one could seize the opportunity to save the woman.

No!

There was a reaction.

Bao Gang raised his tubular pulse projectile gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

Accompanied by a blue glow, a storm woven from countless fine, steel-needle-like bullets was fired. Where it passed, there was not a sound; its tiny profile was small enough that even when tearing through the stagnant barrier of the air, it did not kick up massive ripples.

Yet, its destructive power was by no means diminished.

"Hisss—"

The wretched, piercing shriek of the snake lasted for less than a second.

Then, one of the heads of the double-headed cobra was completely torn to shreds. Its formidable external biological armor failed to resist firepower potent enough to rip apart a spacecraft, leaving it with no choice but to be defeated.

If it hadn't fled fast enough, its entire serpentine life would likely have ended right there.

"What the hell was that?!"

Zheng Zha exclaimed, "Are there still prehistoric creatures surviving in this world?"

Uh...

Zhan Lan didn't know what to say.

"Clearly, that was the handiwork of the India Team," Xuan said, pushing up his glasses. "A tactic similar to Qian Gu's—summoning? In that case, the strength of the main body won't be too high. Moreover, their final action wasn't a rescue, but consumption.

"I roughly understand now. The three India Team members just now weren't launching an attack; it was a premeditated act of suicide."

Premeditated...

Suicide?

At this point, even Zhan Lan could no longer keep up with Xuan's wildly imaginative train of thought.

"Yes."

Xuan's expression didn't change much, and his tone was as detached as ever. "The first attack was by that cybernetic cyborg, who used a preliminary assault to determine our highest combat capability, thereby drawing him away during the second attack.

"If the development of our team had been deformed, relying entirely on Qian Gu alone, the attack by those three just now would have been enough to wipe out the majority of our members, causing the balance of points to tilt drastically. In that case, even if they couldn't defeat Qian Gu, they could have successfully tricked him into being killed in this horror movie through negative points."

Zhan Lan understood this much.

After all, it was an extremely simple and direct method, yet profoundly effective.

If not for Qian Gu using the Magic Rope Technique to construct a rope space and protect the newcomers, the veterans might have been fine during that wave of attacks, but the newcomers would likely have died due to various factors. That would have reduced their early points advantage straight to zero, or even pushed it into the negatives.

However...

Splat!

A burst of blood exploded from Xuan's eye.

A metallic flash within a streak of scarlet vanished instantly in midair, like a lethal weapon taking a life, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Xuan!"

"Damn it!"

"Ah!!"

Everyone reacted differently.

Damn it!

"Locked on! Ten kilometers away!"

Zhan Lan's gaze narrowed.

Zero didn't speak. He simply shouldered his Gauss sniper rifle, loaded the ammunition, tested the wind direction, and then...

Whoosh!

The sound of the Gauss sniper rifle was very faint, offering exceptional concealment.

"Did it succeed?"

"Blocked." Zhan Lan shook her head. "The monk leading them used an item to block it."

...

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The young monk stroked the glowing wheel in his hand, his heart aching, as he looked with lingering fear at the bullet on the ground.

"A Gauss sniper bullet. The China Team's equipment configuration is quite complete."

"Their mental psychic is probably newly trained; they only know how to use psychic scanning without knowing how to shield," Sherna rubbed her temples. "Fortunately, we've managed to re-shield the scan."

"Yeah."

The corner of the young monk's mouth twitched slightly. "I thought they were famished farmers running a farm team, but I didn't expect a standard reincarnation team. Truly..."

Absurdly outrageous!

A standard reincarnation team was not structured around one super member and a bunch of weaklings, but rather one super member accompanied by multiple powerful individuals.

They weren't built on the exploitation of reincarnators, but rather on the "exploitation" of horror movies, madly mining side quests within those movies to secure rewards for every single member of the team, subsequently arming themselves collectively with clear divisions of labor and mutual responsibilities.

Every single member possessed enhancements suited to them, and of a high level at that.

Such a standard reincarnation team was simply a monster.

A monster known as a collective!

*So, why did we end up in a team battle with the China Team?!*

The more they interacted, the less they understood.

A team of this intensity ought to be squaring off against the Heavenly God Team or the Devil Team. Why bully small fries like them?

Could it be that the India Team's hidden points had been farmed to the max?

That made no sense!

"Fortunately, Ram took care of the enemy's strategist, which can be considered regaining some lost ground."

This could be counted as good news.

After all, a strategist held a pivotal position in such a standard reincarnation team and could not be easily lost—

"Captain."

Ram's expression was somewhat unsightly.

"Hmm?"

The young monk vaguely guessed something, and his previously relaxed expression darkened once more.

"No notification."

Damn it!

...

"The enemy is shielding again."

Zhan Lan scanned repeatedly and shook her head. "Currently, I can only confirm their approximate location."

"No need to attack for now."

Xuan's voice sounded, unchanged from before.

He reached out and rubbed the eye that had just been pierced through from front to back. The original injury had already healed; the blood hole in the back of his head, the fracture in his skull, and even the pierced crystalline lens, brain, and optic nerve had all fully recovered, as good as new.

"The troll's cellular activity evaluation can be updated."

Xuan looked in that direction. "The India Team is currently not to be feared, not even that double-headed cobra. The enemy's remote sniper position isn't a modern sniper using needle-type bullets, but actual, standard needles.

"If my deduction is correct, the opponent requires the assistance of a psychic to acquire the corresponding accuracy. Take out the mental interference scroll Qian Gu prepared in advance; it will be enough to cripple the enemy's long-range output position."