Picking Up Fragments

With a 12-kill streak in the Bootcamp, Jiang Siming only obtained one fragment, which happened to be a red fragment for the guitar skill.

He already had four fragments for the guitar skill, just one short of synthesis. Jiang Siming noticed that the refresh rate of white fragments had decreased. It was likely that the game's skill fragments were nearly all obtained, which explained why he rarely found white fragments these days.

Today's goal wasn't collecting fragments, though; Jiang Siming aimed to climb to the top of the Asia server.

After leaving the Bootcamp, Jiang Siming hopped on his Yamaha electric bike and headed towards places with more players. Where there were people, there were opportunities—so easy!

Vroom, vroom!

Passing by a residential area, Jiang Siming was blocked by a pedestrian. However, with the skill "Ultimate Vehicle Maneuver," he remained calm. He zigzagged on his electric bike, fast and slow at times, evading all the shots from the other person.

The audience enjoyed the scene.

"What's this guy doing? Setting off fireworks?"

"He's outlining the human body with bullets?"

"The ones who don't understand are idiots. It's not the guy's fault; it's just that Ming God's driving skills are too excellent, okay?"

"Notice that Ming God's vehicle has always been outside the opponent's line of fire. How does he do that?"

"Hiding behind a car from bullets isn't a skill. If you're so capable, get out of the car and dodge bullets! If you can dodge a round of bullets, I'll gift ten super rockets! Idiot!"

Jiang Siming took a moment to glance at the chat, catching a specific message.

"Since someone wants to see me dodge bullets on foot, I'll satisfy them. Whether or not it earns super rockets doesn't matter. If I succeed, just send a chat saying 'Dad, I was wrong.'"

Haha.

The audience enjoyed it; Ming God was a bit mischievous.

Unexpectedly, the sender of that chat spoke up again.

"No problem! If you can do it, not only will I send a chat, but I'll also gift you ten super rockets!"

The sender seemed to be a small duke with the economic capacity to make such promises.

"Deal."

Jiang Siming genuinely stopped the vehicle, switched to fist mode, and didn't carry a gun. The guy blocking him thought Jiang Siming was panicking and jumping off the vehicle.

He quickly loaded his gun, ready to take a single shot at Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming was on this open space, starting to move wildly, sometimes crouching, sometimes jumping, occasionally spinning in circles in a somewhat silly manner.

But what left the audience astonished was that the opponent's bullets, as if insulated from Jiang Siming, always flew past him.

Each bullet came dangerously close to hitting, but never actually hit.

The skill "Extreme Movement" was showcased to its fullest at this moment.

"He has thirteen bullets left, assuming he has an extended magazine." Jiang Siming even took the time to calculate the opponent's remaining ammunition.

The guy who was shooting became irritated, realizing that Jiang Siming was toying with him.

He jumped directly out of the building.

With a broader field of view, he confidently readjusted his aim on Jiang Siming and started shooting!

Biubiubiu...

The opponent's bullets came densely towards Jiang Siming, but he still managed to evade them using various inexplicable twists and turns.

"Last shot, I'll block it with the pan on my butt."

After saying that, Jiang Siming turned around, facing away from the person, and jumped into the air.

The opponent's bullet, as if it had eyes, obediently hit Jiang Siming's flat-bottomed pan, making a crisp sound.

"Alright, you've had enough fun, now it's my turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, the 98k in Jiang Siming's hand returned to its original position.

Turning back, he fired a shot without even opening the scope.

The person's head accurately caught the bullet and fell to the ground with a bang!

This shot was executed by simply turning around, without any aiming or pre-aiming.

After a moment of silence in the live broadcast, a frenzy of bullet comments followed!

"666666"

"My Guanyin Bodhisattva, I've seen something incredible! I've seen a divine being!"

"Can you really dodge bullets by moving? Is it that I don't understand this game enough?"

"Ming God is amazing!! I'm in awe! Where's that idiot duke? Get out!"

"My mom asked me why I'm kneeling while watching the livestream..."

"Ming God, you've once again amazed me with your skills!"

...

All the audience members were amazed by this kind of skill.

If it were a particularly long distance, that would be understandable; it's easy to dodge at such distances.

But Jiang Siming was less than twenty meters away from the other person! And there wasn't any cover.

At this distance and in this environment, even someone with mediocre aiming skills like Dumb Little Sister could hit the opponent at least five or six times.

But miraculously, this was what actually happened, witnessed with their own eyes!

If you were to say the opponent was an actor, Jiang Siming using a frying pan to catch a bullet at the end wasn't something that could be acted out.

Many affluent viewers began showering gifts and rewards, as if that was the only way to express their feelings at that moment.

For a while, planes, rockets, VIP subscriptions, and even a super rocket were flying across the screen, totaling a value of over five thousand.

Then, a duke's purple comment appeared in the livestream.

"Sorry, Dad, Ming Dad, from now on, you are my idol, I won't go anywhere else!"

"Duke [Forgetful Scholar] rewards [Ming]'s livestream with 10 super rockets!"

The Duke user promptly sent ten super rockets, along with five regular ones.

"Thank you for the Duke's generous gifts. Let's not make fun of him anymore. This guy keeps his word; he seems like a big businessman. I'll make you a moderator later." Jiang Siming said with a smile.

The Duke was even more grateful upon hearing Jiang Siming's words and sent another five rockets.

Easily impressing a duke user, Jiang Siming realized the more impressive his maneuvers, the more the audience loved it.

Since that's the case, let's all prepare to be amazed!

After rummaging through the person's bag, Jiang Siming didn't pick up anything, just took all six grenades inside, even discarding some bullets for this.

Getting back on the electric bike, Jiang Siming headed towards the safe zone.

"Too few bullets, right? Only sixty, is that enough, Ming God?"

The worried audience asked; in their gaming world, a rifle should have at least two hundred bullets to be sufficient.

"I won't need that many. Sixty bullets plus the dozen or so in the sniper rifle will be enough for me to kill at least twenty people." Jiang Siming replied.

This time, no one argued back because Jiang Siming had already proven himself with his skills.

The electric bike arrogantly entered the center of the safe zone and found an airdrop, surprisingly containing an AWM, the most powerful sniper rifle.

But Jiang Siming didn't pick it up; he only took the bullets and left only one in the gun, then found a place to discard it.

The audience laughed and scolded Jiang Siming for being too bad; anyone who came to pick up the airdrop and found an AWM without bullets would probably curse angrily.

One bullet, don't pick it up, and you'll regret it; pick it up, and one bullet isn't enough to shoot.

The choice is a nightmare for someone with indecisiveness...

Having done some mischief, Jiang Siming chuckled and drove the vehicle to a higher point, waiting for prey.

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