Kingdom of Corrosion
Chapter 566 - 280 Black Room_2

Chapter 566: Chapter 280 Black Room_2

Lin Wu reflected on the battle, giving himself a thumbs up for finally pulling out an incendiary grenade, but upon reviewing his performance, Lin Wu was not entirely satisfied. His use of the Continuous Silencer caused the crosshairs to bounce wildly with consecutive shots, and he should have slowed down the pace.

Another oversight was running out of bullets, he should have refilled the ammunition of his three guns when he didn’t need to shoot. Had his Forest Wolf been loaded, Nightmare wouldn’t have died, and he might have had a chance to withdraw from the battlefield. On second thought, from a standard combat perspective, Nightmare proved to be a trustworthy comrade, and he should treat her better next time.

Why didn’t Lin Wu suspect that Maya had also perished? It was because Maya had given the strict order not to risk anyone’s life to save others. Given his own dire situation at the time, Lin Wu knew that she would definitely decide to abandon him. And he didn’t let everyone down, he delayed the pursuers with an incendiary grenade, buying time for them to board the armored vehicle.

Additionally, Stone’s armored vehicle drift was indeed quite cool. However, after this ordeal, the durability of the armored vehicle must have dropped significantly, and it’s something they really can’t afford to repair, as a single repair kit only adds 2% durability.

In his mind, Lin Wu simulated a defense battle at Doomsday Fortress and discovered that, with equal ammunition, Doomsday Fortress could easily fend off zombies. They could even set up positions outside the south gate and utilize crossfire to defend the seawall road, preventing the zombies from entering the Doomsday Fortress.

Cursed Titan! No, it wasn’t all its fault. They should have used a fixed rack instead of a rope rack, and as long as he didn’t shake it, the Titan wouldn’t have had the chance to approach their position. Such a pity. The more Lin Wu thought about it, the more he felt they had a chance to defend the Sawmill. An even greater loss was the waste of two artillery strikes. He should have triggered Wind Stinger to command artillery fire while simultaneously setting off smoke grenades. That would have been a glorious death, not being pushed to the ground by a horde of zombies.

From disbelief and anger to tactical recollection, Lin Wu underwent a process of mental fortification. Looking up at the dark room, scanning left and right, the more he thought, the more annoyed he became, so he began again with anger, going through another mental fortification cycle. Done, without even a drink, he felt wronged and started over. Looking at the time, only an hour had passed, so he began another round. The difference this time was that Lin Wu was too lazy to be angry; he skipped that step and let his mind freely wander.

Damn it! Why the dark room? The question circled back, but this time Lin Wu held no emotion, instead, he pondered the question earnestly. Theoretically and in practice, Dawn couldn’t cheat, so the dark room must be correct. Why was it correct? Didn’t it contradict Dawn’s principle that the longer one survives, the higher the score? There was a contradiction in Dawn, but Dawn couldn’t have contradictions, so the problem must lie in some detail.

Detail? What detail? Lin Wu began to recall his interactions with Dawn, attempting to find any clue. Did Lin Wu love to think? Of course not, but what else was there to do here? During his contemplations, Lin Wu realized that even the worst treatment couldn’t be the dark room; the dark room was zero, the absolute lowest of the low.

No, a dark room with no cushions and no light at all is zero.

He felt he was on the verge of a breakthrough but couldn’t penetrate the key information. So, he stopped thinking about it. Just let it be, he thought, he should be nicer to Stone in the future. Getting a job as a small security guard on Earth wouldn’t be too bad.

Time to sleep!

After lying down for a while, he got angry again. Damn it, not even a blanket.

In this cycle of frustration, the 24 hours finally passed. Others respawned as if they were on holiday, but his respawn was like being in jail, except even jail had better conditions than a dark room. The more Lin Wu thought about it, the angrier he got until he was finally released and teleported away.

Standing on the ground, Lin Wu scanned his surroundings and his heart skipped a beat as he saw snow capping a mountain peak dozens of kilometers away.

The mountain ranges in North Town were crisscrossed, and it was normal to see mountains, with visibility usually not exceeding ten kilometers.

There were mountains and peaks in North Town, but none so high as this one.

Outside of winter, no snow was visible in North Town.

Looking down, he was in a gobi canyon with nothing but barren land, green patches of thorns here and there. A few hundred meters to the left, there was a cliff edge over 50 meters high.

Was something wrong with Dawn’s brain? Being put in a dark room, then exiled to a gobi. The only comfort for Lin Wu was that Wai was still by his side, good for a comforting rub.

The sound of a ’ding’ interrupted the playfulness between Lin Wu and Wai, as a red dot appeared in the lower left of Lin Wu’s field of vision. Surprisingly, it was an electronic map, which normally only showed up inside a base. What did the red dot mean? Lin Wu rummaged through his backpack and pulled out the novice weapon provided for free by the system: a steak knife, and headed towards the red dot, 1300 meters away.

Coming down the slope, Lin Wu discovered a hidden world beneath the canyon. Besides the gobi, there were more thorn bushes, many wild goats and camels, but no sight of zombies. Looking in the distance, there seemed to be a cluster of buildings about four kilometers away from him. Odder still, there was a road crossing the gobi.

The red dot was moving. When the two red dots met, Lin Wu immediately kneeled. He had solved the first mystery: why he found himself in the gobi. Of course, it was because both he and Maya had died.

Seeing Lin Wu’s shocked expression, Maya knew exactly what he was thinking, and she couldn’t help but chuckle, "We’re dead," handing him a pistol.

Lin Wu took the pistol still in shock, pulled out the magazine and checked it. It was full, with a total of 20 bullets. The question arose again, where did the gun come from? Perhaps found on the road.