Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?! Chapter 136 Survivors

Chapter 136 – 32 Survivors

Survivors 32

The air was suffocating.

Many players found their thoughts completely blank at this moment.

Qin Jinbao had been killed with one blow.

Was Contestant Wei this strong?! Even if it was a sneak attack… perhaps suddenly pushing open a door could be considered-considered a sneak attack…

In any case, someone who’d made it to the final round during the fourth elimination match was ultimately killed off with a single shot.

47 survivors.

Wei Shi’s figure was like a ferocious beast. He didn’t delay at all after that shot acted as a strong deterrent, pulling out Qin Jinbao’s rifle and throwing it to Wu Jin.

Wu Jin stretched out his hand and quickly accepted it, his fingertips sweeping across it roughly to feel it out.

A Dreyse M1841, military, rear loading. A Prussian style––compared with France, Prussia had inherited Frederick II’s will in the 18th and 19th centuries, and their military industry had become extremely developed.

The Dreyse rifle was the first rear-loading rifle in human history, and it was commonly known as the ‘needle gun’. With this advanced design, the gun could be loaded from the rear of the gun, and its firing speed was more than five times that of a front-loaded gun.

It also had one fatal flaw.

As soon as Wu Jin fired one shot, he suddenly understood what the big boss had intended.

The insulation of the Dreyse rifle was far worse than that of later generation guns. The hot air burst out from the butt of the gun, and Wu Jin’s cheek that had been frozen for nearly half an hour suddenly felt a burst of comfortable warmth!

His frozen hands also warmed up quickly.

The big boss had snatched up a little heater for him!

On the other side, Lan, who’d been pressed back by bullets, had to call for support in a loud voice.

Wu Jin took a sideways step, bent his left arm slightly, and switched to a standard shooting posture. He suddenly felt a wave of heat at his back.

The big boss was right behind him. The two of them had their backs close together, making up for the blind spots in their defensive vision.

A bullet sliced across to Wu Jin from the right––

“One o’clock.” Wu Jin returned fire, and the other side quickly withdrew behind their bunker. Chu Chu, who was beside them, picked up the slack and swept over with her gun.

Wei Shi stepped to the side to dodge the bullet, leaving only a distance of one millimeter between him and the missile. The man’s voice was like fine spirits roughened with sand and made Wu Jin’s blood rush up to his ears, “Eleven o’clock, we’ll slaughter our way out.”

Wu Jin was excited, “Got it!”

It was like the crowd had been pierced through with a bayonet.

44 survivors.

A passing bullet grazed the base of Wu Jin’s thigh and left a slender bloody streak, beads of blood splashing in the stagnant air. It was clear that the sources of heat were the butt of the gun and the continuously burning wound, but the source of what heated up his blood came from the place where the two people’s backs were close together.

Gunfire and blood would stimulate anyone’s nerve endings to the extreme.

He could hear the big boss’s deep breathing, calling into existence a vigorous sense of battle in his heart. The speed at which Wu Jin fired his gun was slowing down, but his accuracy kept increasing––

42 survivors.

41 survivors.

The commoner camp.

Wen Lin paused in surprise and commented to Zoe in a low voice, “Little Witch is in good condition.”

In White Moonlight Entertainment, Wu Jin was the one with the worst foundation and the biggest potential for growth. The ability of a survival show contestant could be made up by putting in effort in the early stages, but they needed an opportunity to break through their own bottleneck in the middle stages. Ever since Wu Jin’s dynamic shooting reached B-grade, it seemed that he had never played this smoothly in a competition before.

Zoe sneered, “Take a look at who he’s with.”

Wen Lin: “……”

There was five minutes before 4 hours were up.

The sound of shots being exchanged slowed down slightly. Unexpectedly, Little Ran made a gesture for a truce.

Wu Jin quickly switched places with the big boss and took the opportunity to ask, “How’s it going?”

Wei Shi: “The heating equipment is being sent out from the North Wing…” The second half of his sentence was drowned out by the sudden sound of Chu Chu’s burst of gunfire.

Wu Jin was happy.

From the start of the third round, the heating equipment had appeared twice. There was no airdrop at the Palace of Versailles, but there had to be a corner rich in resources. Between himself and Chu Chu, only the big boss had scout position experience and could follow the tracks. As long as they could find the resources––

Little Ran slowly set down her weapon and made a gesture of friendship to Ning Fengbei.

Four hours into the round, the nobles and the clergy could still hold on, but the common people’s heating equipment only lasted for four hours. At this time, the survival number had dropped to 36, and some players had already escaped from the Council Hall. If they continued to fight, it would only end with the King’s camp annihilating the Jacobins.

Little Ran gritted her teeth and compromised, “We agree. The distribution of heating will remain the same. The third estate will agree to vote in favor…”

Wu Jin finally stopped shooting.

“It really is a little warmer now after exercising… Or did the temperature rise…” Chu Chu was still chattering as she popped up, “We’re not fighting anymore?!”

Wu Jin nodded, “Both sides will lose if we continue fighting. Two dogs strive for a bone, and a third one runs away with it. The nobles whose interests aren’t affected are avoiding war to retain their strength, and Wei Yan also isn’t present.” Wu Jin set aside his gun and swept his gaze over the crowd, “A ceasefire is the best choice for both sides.”

Chu Chu suddenly understood, then asked curiously, “Who is Little Witch looking for?”

Wu Jin replied softly, “The commander.”

The other side’s commander was extremely alert and hadn’t shown up until now. This could only mean that the entire situation, including Plan B if the proposal was rejected, had all been within their calculations.

––He even seemed to understand Wu Jin’s plans very well.

Wu Jin’s line of sight skipped over Caesar and Lan.

The two of them were the strongest fighters of the civilian camp, so the commander’s position was likely to be within their simultaneous scope of protection. Behind Caesar, other than Wen Lin who was helping Brother Zoe pack up bullets, there was also Lin Ke and two young women from Hyacinth who were in charge of sniping.

Wu Jin suddenly remembered the big boss’s unfinished sentence, “The heating equipment is coming from the North Wing. Also… and what else?”

Wei Shi: “Wei Yan also found it.”

Wu Jin was stunned, “Wei Yan… he’s not back yet.”

It was a fifteen minute walk from the North Wing to the Council Hall. It was unlikely that Wei Yan would wander outside instead of fighting, so his movements likely had some motivation or instruction behind them.

A thought suddenly flashed in Wu Jin’s mind.

The missing Wei Yan.

The mysterious leader of the Jacobins.

Chu Chu was still chattering, “It’s indeed a bit warmer, and the humidity has dropped. My delicate skin is very sensitive to these things…”

“Is it possible that Wei Yan formed an alliance?” Wu Jin paused.

Wei Yan might not, but it seemed that the commoner camp had taken care of Wei Yan’s female teammate the whole time, and not even a single stray bullet flew towards this ‘female aristocrat’.

The stray fragments of information suddenly linked up together.

On the stage, Lan and Little Ran discussed matters, then Lan came up to represent the commoner camp and sign the bill.

Beneath the platform, Caesar’s expression was complacent, and his left hand seemed to be patting his stomach, but there was the flash of a blade from the side––

Wu Jin suddenly spoke up, “Be careful!”

Caesar suddenly burst out to attack, and Lan made her move at the same time. With Zoe and Wen Lin providing dual lines of fire, they directly took control of Ning Fengbei. Lan’s body moved like a ghost, and her blade was held up to Vera’s throat.

“……” Chu Chu jumped up abruptly. “They… how dare they attack the King? The King hasn’t signed yet, do they not want the heating equipment? Wait a minute, it’s been four hours, how come nobody has been frozen into elimination? And this room is a little warm…”

Wu Jin fired, but the trajectory of the bullet deviated from his expectations.

The temperature had changed, and the hot air affected the trajectory of his bullet.

Wu Jin suddenly looked out the window.

It was still snowing heavily in Versailles.

The temperature hadn’t changed. What had changed was the room temperature.

The snow reflected the bright light. This light source wasn’t the sun that was near the noon position, but from the Palace of Versailles––

It was on fire.

The entire corridor was on fire.

The door to the Council Hall was suddenly pushed open.

Wei Yan stood outside the door.

A wave of heat came in from the corridor, and the people who were closest to it were barely able to stand firm. One end of the corridor was already engulfed in flames.

Wu Jin suddenly remembered the second elimination match that had also ended with a fire.

In the Versailles match, the program crew had no reason to set anything on fire. It was the contestants who’d set up the fire. It was Wei Yan, who’d disappeared for half an hour.

In the first section of the Crosson Show survival course, it had mentioned that there were two basic elements for a fire, a combustion aid and an ignition source. The fire source could have come from the gun in Wei Yan’s hands. Versailles was at -20 Celsius, which was enough to make any fuel like hay, paper, and wood useless. Unless the fuel itself was of high quality––

The heating equipment fuel.

Wu Jin spoke anxiously, “He burned all the heating equipment.”

Destroying resources was much easier than stealing them.

Wu Jin’s eyebrows jumped up. The Palace of Versailles was on fire, and the temperature in the Council Hall rose. Like this, the commoner players who’d run out of heating equipment would not be eliminated.

The loss of heating meant that all players would be in a state of extreme cold after the fire went out. This fire brought the three classes, the nobles, clergy, and commoners, all towards a unified starting line.

It was a good move.

As the fire spread to the Council Hall, Wei Yan walked toward Little Ran expressionlessly. His teammate, that young girl, soon came out of the crowd and reunited anxiously with Wei Yan.

“Holy shit.” Chu Chu looked on for a while before finally understanding, “Little Ran and her teammates were holding Wei Yan’s teammate hostage? That’s why Wei Yan helped them set the fire––fierce!”

On the platform, Little Ran gave Wu Jin a smile and snapped her fingers, “Little Witch, we’re waiting for you to come and get Sister Vera. Brother Thin as well!”

The door that led away from the fire opened.

The last King and Queen of the Palace of Versailles were taken away by the commoners.

Ning Fengbei’s eyes were cold, and her chin was still held up proudly despite being threatened. Vera was detained by a male trainee whose steps were a little slower, and he was stepped on as they left, causing him to stagger.

Vera was expressionless, “I’m really sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Wu Jin suddenly came back to his senses, “Vera!”

Lan closed the door. Vera had just been about to turn back, but she soon disappeared from their field of vision.

Wu Jin took a deep breath.

He’d made a mistake in his command that he shouldn’t have. “I––”

Chu Chu blinked at him.

Wei Shi: “Save or not.”

Wu Jin’s brain that was full of guilt was reluctantly pulled back into the present. If they went to save them, it would be the Jacobins’ home game, and they didn’t have a high chance of winning. If they didn’t go save them…

It was impossible not to go save them.

Wu Jin apologized solemnly, “I’m sorry, I didn’t think of this––”

Wei Shi: “The commander doesn’t need to apologize. What you need to do is remedy it.”

Wu Jin was suddenly spirited.

The heat wave twisted viciously, and the poorly made bayonets that the program group had sourced gradually became deformed in the heat. It wasn’t just the bayonets. In a few minutes, when the fire caught up, all the weapons would be swallowed up.

The survival number plummeted down to 32 and then remained steady.

If they didn’t save them, they could survive until the fire ended, retain their strength, and fight the Jacobins again afterwards. However, the number would go down to 30 before that, and the Red and White Roses would be beheaded by the commoners.

If they went to save them, the next person to be eliminated would be Wu Jin himself, who’d been targeted by the Jacobins from beginning to end.

Wu Jin lifted his head.

Zoe had said before that the commander didn’t need to respect the opinions of his team members, but he needed to be calm, use his judgement, take responsibility, and use absolute authority.

Wu Jin opened his mouth slowly, “Save them.”

Juurensha: Zoe, still not impressed hahaha.

xiin: dun dun dun~