Chapter 106: The Unlucky One in the Survival World (Part 7)

Looking at the contents of the man's backpack, and then at her own, Zheng Haoyun couldn't help but feel like it was the difference between a landowner and a common peasant.It was painfully clear—many of his supplies were far higher quality than hers.

Unfortunately, she could only take half.Still, she didn't regret it—after all, she hadn't sensed any real killing intent from him during their fight.

In the end, Zheng Haoyun chose:

A fireplace blueprint

One attribute card

50 ice bricks

30 wood planks

The blueprint and the attribute card were especially valuable.The game, cunning as always, didn't divide items by number but by total value, so she couldn't take everything high-end.

But that was fine. To her, this arena fight was just a warm-up round.

It was a shame she could only participate once, but since she finished her match early, she decided to watch the others, especially those in the top ranks.

The top player, "I Am Possessed by Euro God," was as flashy as expected, wielding a cool, glowing longsword.

Zheng Haoyun stared, full of envy. Then she glanced down at her own rusty shovel and immediately felt the sting of poverty.

Watching his fluid sword techniques, she guessed he had a background in ancient martial arts.The only flaw was that his style was a bit too rigid—probably trained in a traditional "gentleman's sword" style—he was too merciful to his opponents.

Then she turned her gaze to a heroic-looking girl diagonally across from her.That girl seemed to know karate—even without a weapon, she had her tall male opponent on the defensive with sheer skill.

It looked like the girl had the match locked in—until a few seconds later, the man feinted a move, tricked her, and suddenly pushed her off the platform.

Sigh. She had the skill, but lacked real combat experience. Zheng Haoyun mentally analyzed the whole encounter.

During this time, she also spotted an especially ruthless player.By his outfit, he was clearly a Wokou (a Japanese player), and he was using a katana, slashing at every vital spot—obviously intending to kill.

Sure enough, despite the other man's best attempts to dodge, he still ended up being butchered by the savage katana wielder.

Watching the twisted Wokou laughing maniacally after the kill, Zheng Haoyun immediately used her panel to screenshot his profile and mentally marked him as her top enemy.

The sheer delight on his face after killing someone—it was clear this guy was a deranged psychopath.

Zheng Haoyun wasn't afraid of most enemies.But she feared maniacs like this—because you could never predict their attacks, and they had no concept of self-preservation.They'd fight to the death without hesitation.

Beyond that, Zheng Haoyun made sure to observe the so-called Arbiter.

She noticed:

Whenever a match ended peacefully, the Arbiter looked disappointed.

But whenever someone died, the corners of his lips would twitch upward in glee.

This chilling realization made her skin crawl.

She started to seriously question the true purpose of this "survival game."

One hour later, the Arbiter leisurely announced:

"That concludes this round of the arena!Sadly, 2,000 players have perished, and another 4,000 have been injured.Let's all offer a prayer for their souls.The next match is in 15 days. It will be even more thrilling—stay tuned!"

After that, he began distributing rewards to those who had bet successfully.

Then, with a dramatic wave of his hand, the Arbiter teleported all the survivors back to their shelters.

As soon as Zheng Haoyun got back, she was about to open the Silver Chest she'd won.

But then she remembered—she hadn't checked out that attribute card she took from her opponent.

It turned out that the card would randomly increase 1–3 points in one of the following three stats: Physique, Spirit, or Luck.

Zheng Haoyun was overjoyed.

Maybe—just maybe—this was her chance to finally get lucky.She prayed it would add points to her luck.

Survival Game: You still believe in your luck? Good luck dying, then!

Unsurprisingly, the attribute card completely bypassed her luck stat and added just 1 point to her highest stat: Spirit.

But then, a system message appeared:

"Ding! Because your Spirit stat has broken the base cap of 10 and reached 11, you are awarded 1 freely assignable stat point."

Without hesitation, Zheng Haoyun used the bonus point on Luck.

Now, her panel showed:

Physique: 5(Average is 5. Congratulations! Your hard work has finally reached baseline.)

Luck: -2(Your luck has improved, but you're still among the unlucky survivors in the world.)

Spirit: 11(Wow—despite being frail and unlucky, you actually broke the spirit stat cap.)

Inventory slots: 5(Default. Not affected by luck.)

All in all, her stats had improved significantly, especially in the Luck department.She was no longer the most unlucky player, just one of the many unlucky ones—a huge difference.

Also, seeing her Physique was now average gave her hope that it could be trained.Which meant Spirit could also be trained!

She recalled her previous life's "Divine Tempering" technique, which was already burned into her soul.If she resumed training it, she might be able to improve further. She'd just have to practice at night.

Feeling hopeful, she opened the Silver Chest.

Inside she found:

A worn iron bow

A Level 1 land tile

20 ice bricks

The loot was definitely better than last time.Maybe she shouldn't have opened all her chests so early—she should have waited until her luck improved.

But before she could finish feeling pleased, trouble struck again.

While she was still half-lost in thought, she suddenly heard wolves howling outside.From the sound of it, it wasn't just one, but a whole pack.

Around the shelters of other survivors, ferocious snowfield beasts also began to appear, circling them restlessly.

Some timid survivors started begging for help in the world channel:

"Someone help me! Something's scratching at my ice shelter!Can anyone give me a few ice bricks so I can patch the damage and last a little longer…"

There were countless cries for help, but everyone was barely managing to stay alive themselves.No one had the time—or supplies—to help anyone else.

Zheng Haoyun now faced a crisis of her own.

Even with her wooden fence providing some protection, it would eventually collapse under continuous assault.

So this pack of wolves—She had to deal with them, and fast.