I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1803: PUBG After a Hundred Years


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Chapter 1803: PUBG After a Hundred Years

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“An Lin-san…”

Ying Luoqing held her witch costume to her chest and looked around the room with a dazed expression.

She recalled the paramount aura that had erupted from An Lin’s body, and she trembled as an intoxicated expression appeared on her face. “So… so powerful…”

Near the crack.

An Lin returned to his original post.

Da Bai and Ne Zha were both a little surprised to see An Lin back so soon.

“Big Brother An, isn’t that too fast? Less than five minutes have passed since you went in, woof!” Da Bai’s eyes widened.

“Shush, Da Bai! Never criticize a man for how long he lasts!” Ne Zha glared at Da Bai before turning toward An Lin with a sympathetic expression.

An Lin: “…”

Bam!

An Lin slapped Da Bai in the head. “Horny perverts! It’s not what you think!”

“What happened then?” Ne Zha asked.

“This…” An Lin faltered momentarily. Was he supposed to tell them that Ying Luoqing stripped and tried to seduce him, only for him to glare at her and scare her sh*tless before leaving her behind?

No one would believe him!

Sigh… Xiaolan, do you see how hard I’m working to save myself for you?

A disconsolate expression appeared on An Lin’s face.

Da Bai and Ne Zha thought that An Lin was sad about his inability to last more than five minutes, and they both tried to comfort him, upon which they were both slapped into the ground again.

Soon, Ying Luoqing had donned her witch costume again and made her way over to An Lin.

Her delicate cheeks were still a little flushed, and she bowed slightly to An Lin. “An Lin-san, I apologize for my impulsive actions earlier.”

An Lin waved a dismissive hand. “Make this the last time.”

“An Lin-san, if you ever change your mind, you can come and find me at any time. I’ll be waiting for you…” Ying Luoqing spoke in a faint voice as she hung her head. Her breathing was a little fast, and An Lin could see her intricate collarbone as well as her smooth skin over her loose witch robe.

She didn’t wait for a response from An Lin and immediately left, leaving An Lin rooted to the spot.

An Lin: “…”

Da Bai and Ne Zha finally believed that things hadn’t progressed as they had imagined.

But why was it even more exciting now?

“Alright, let’s play some games!” An Lin suggested.

Da Bai and Ne Zha immediately raised both hands in agreement.

The nature of the cracks had already been determined. An extremely powerful Heavenly God had forcefully broken the formation around Earth, just like how the Heavenly Heaven God had broken into Tina’s Divine Mirror World. However, the cracks that had been torn open this time were very stable and did not show signs of receding. Instead, they were constantly expanding and allowing more and more powerful Heavenly Humans access into Earth.

Nuwa could only slow the rate at which the cracks were expanding, but she couldn’t stop or reverse this trend. Nuwa was the Goddess of Creation of this world, so everything was up to her. They were still waiting for a verdict from Nuwa, and before that verdict was delivered, they had nothing to do aside from play games to waste time.

“Let’s play another game,” Ne Zha suggested. “I’m already sick of this game.”

He had already reached number one on the Heavenly Court Immortal Battle leaderboards, and the loneliness of invincibility was taking its toll on him.

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“Hmm… Let’s play this PUBG game.” An Lin pointed at a game icon. This was a game he was very familiar with, but he didn’t know what it would be like now after over a hundred years.

The three of them quickly made accounts, one of which was called Fake Daoist Priest, another of which was called Da Bai Is Very Pure, and the last one was called Ne Zha Is A Noob. Thus, they began their PUBG journeys.

At this moment, the adorable Daoist Priest of the Six Paths had just returned to his humble abode after a grueling battle and began a new stream. He was a renowned streamer on the Internet and was one of the best PUBG players in the world.

“Hello, long time no see, everyone.” A bunch of loyal fans instantly logged onto his stream and were greeted by the sight of the Daoist Priest of the Six Paths’ smiling face. “I’ve just endured a grueling battle, so I’ve decided to relax and play some PUBG unranked squad mode with three random viewers.”

In unranked squad mode, there were twenty-five teams with four players each, totaling a hundred players. All one hundred players would spawn on an island before collecting items and battling it out to decide the most powerful team. In this mode, one could encounter Bronze-rank noobs or Grandmaster-level veterans.

“Six Paths isn’t playing ranked anymore.”

“Holy sh*t, he’s about to wreck some noobs!”

“Please carry me, bro.”

All of the spectating fans became very excited.

One had to realize that Grandmaster-rank veterans were extremely rare, and they normally steamrolled the opposition in unranked mode.

Thus, the Daoist Priest of the Six Paths began to play a guessing game.

“Alright, everyone, guess if I’m going to kill more than fifty or not in this round; those who guess correctly will win prizes.”

Almost ninety percent of his fans vouched for him to kill more than fifty. What a joke! The Daoist Priest of the Six Paths could rack up more than thirty kills even against other Grandmasters, killing fifty in unranked mode was a piece of cake!

A team of four was soon established, and the game began!

The environment began to transform, and an extremely three-dimensional image appeared before everyone.

Through the stream, all of the viewers had the same perspective as the streamer. They could experience the game from a first-person perspective and transform into gods that ruled over the battlefield.

From the beginning, the Daoist Priest of the Six Paths was parachuted down to a huge city, where the most intense battle was taking place!

This city’s rooms were loaded with countless equipment, and if one could quickly grab some high-level equipment for themselves, it would set them up for the rest of the game!

The Daoist Priest of the Six Paths rushed into a small apartment and picked up a pistol before insta-killing two enemies with headshots.

“Double-kill from the get-go, badass!”

“I’m looking forward to seeing Six Paths crush the opposition now.”

“I’ll eat my own sh*t while doing a handstand if Six Paths doesn’t end up killing fifty!”

All of the fans had erupted into a frenzy.

Notifications popped up relentlessly in the lower left corner of the screen.

[Six Paths has killed Kitty of Hope with a pistol.]

[Six Paths has killed Bei Chenchen with a pistol.]

[Six Paths has killed Please Try Not To Fall In Love With Me with a Jacques assault rifle.]

The Daoist Priest of the Six Paths went on a killing spree from the get-go, cutting down batches of enemies. His three comrades didn’t even get a chance to shoot before their enemies were dead. They could only follow along and cheer the Daoist Priest of the Six Paths on while picking up dropped equipment.

At this moment, a series of unfamiliar notifications appeared on the bottom left corner of the skin.

[Fake Daoist Priest has killed Shen Meng Please Love Me Again with his fists.]

[Da Bai Is Very Pure has killed Nai Liangliang with his frying pan.]

[Ne Zha Is A Noob has killed Streamer Dou Yu with a gas can.]

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