Chapter 496: 496
Wang Ling felt that there weren't likely to be many people who shared the same way of thinking as him, and this TTXS gave him a very familiar feeling .
If only he could sense the other party's aura . . .
Wang Ling mused in his heart . Just like Daoist Guang had said, spells didn't work in a digital game like this, except for the auxiliary spells which could enhance the six senses . Aural perception or the Heavenly Eye were of no use . . . A lot of cultivators liked to open their Heavenly Eye during a fight to avoid illusions since it could be used to strip away what was fake and leave what was real behind . But if you really ran into a Voldemort in a ghillie suit lying in the grass, the Heavenly Eye wouldn't be of any use at all .
The first reason was that it was real data .
The second reason was that Voldemorts really knew how to lay low . . .
The only thing Wang Ling could do was use some minor spells like Daoist Guang had to enhance his hearing and sight . Casting a spell on himself technically wasn't a cheat; it could be considered a strategic "physical, external cheat," just like how some players liked to rig a focal lens in front of the computer to create a magnified effect .
But in a light-hearted contest like a water friends match, Wang Ling knew that there would definitely be cheaters, and more than just one of them .
That was when how good the software you bought mattered .
When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Wang Ling landed, the total number of people on the screen had already dropped to eighty .
It hadn't even been three minutes since the start of the game .
One player with the ID SNAKE had already appeared in a stream of kill notifications; furthermore, almost all of his kills had been headshots .
"Brother Ling, someone's using cheats . . . what should we do?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal looked at the screen and his lips twitched . He didn't need to read the bullet messages to know that everyone was definitely already swearing .
"F**k! Still want to use cheats in this type of match! Everyone just wants to play with Lord Island, so rotten!"
"Lord Island, please check this ID and don't let him take part in the water friends match next time . . . "
"I'm guessing this person is probably a fan of another live streamer and deliberately came over here to cause trouble!"
The water friends whom this SNAKE had killed at the beginning of the game rushed to the live stream room one after another and sent their complaints in bullet messages to Lord Island .
Wang Ling didn't pay too much attention to them . When they landed, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal followed Wang Ling into a building to pick up some things . They only searched one floor, but managed to pick up bulletproof vests, helmets, rifles and x scopes . . . When they reached the second floor, they opened the door to one room and immediately found First Aid Kits, painkillers and energy drinks . . .
After a two-minute search of the building, Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal were fully equipped just like that, with level three outfits, a sniper rifle and a rifle each, frying pans that hung behind them, and knapsacks full of ammunition and heal items .
Why were they so lucky today?
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was stunned . " . . . "
When he had played solo in the past, he had had to plunder several buildings one after another before finding what he wanted . The biggest headache was that there were a lot of times when he couldn't find a backpack, so even if he did find something, he couldn't pick it up!
The truth was that this had to do with the ongoing effect of the Great Fortune Spell that Wang Ling had cast previously .
Of course, this effect would vanish today .
This was why Wang Ling thought that games were really boring . . .
In this game, the majority of players delighted in focusing on looking for supplies and accessories, and then wiping out other players after that .
But for Wang Ling, as long as the Great Fortune Spell was in effect, the fun of finding supplies no longer existed .
Since the start of the game, the only fun Wang Ling had experienced so far was parachuting down .
This thing was just like a parachuting simulator . . .
. . .
At that time, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal looked at the number of people left . Six minutes had passed in the game, and only sixty people remained . The player with the ID "SNAKE" was still using his cheat to wildly slaughter other water friends .
The water friends grumbled incessantly, and this mysterious SNAKE who had come out of nowhere sent a brazen, high priority bullet message in the live stream room: "I'm on the iron tower at the airfield . If you think you can stick your head out, expose it if you dare, I'll kill you!"
Except for the number one fan in the live stream room, the rest of the water friends had to fork out money to send a high priority bullet message, at fifty HNY per message .
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