The Anti-Korea Hero: Sun Yalong

Until the fourth circle, when the safe zone refreshed to the other side, Jiang Siming finally drove off to escape the poison.

Xiaoxiao huddled in that old house, shivering, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

He had been hiding in that house the whole time, listening to the sounds of cars and gunfire outside. He was so scared that he almost passed out and didn’t dare to go out at all.

That kill feed in the top right corner, displaying that globally feared ID, terrified him.

"It's fine, it's fine. If I survive a great disaster, there will surely be blessings ahead. Ming God has already left, and there’s not a single living soul within a hundred miles. In fact, I’m the safest one here."

Xiaoxiao rationally analyzed the situation and felt that he was really lucky to have Ming God as his bodyguard.

Although the experience was terrifying, the rewards were huge—utter silence all around, not a single living player left.