West of Mylta, Farm Plains.
Evan, the rifler from North America's Underhood, opened his backpack as he approached the safe zone.
He counted the remaining four bandages in his backpack and let out a long sigh of relief.
'Mmm, that should be enough.'
If the spectators were to witness this scene, they would probably feel a surge of sadness in their hearts.
'This kid's life is too hard.'
Especially when compared to a certain player who drove a motorcycle around the blue circle like the wind, gulping down a bottle of Red Bull every once in a while.
He was so poor that it made people want to cry.
In this match, Evan had drifted to the Shooting Range in the north to hunt in the jungles.
Unfortunately, he was unlucky. Either he did not have a vehicle, or someone else beat him to it.
This resulted in him being in the first blue circle when the second circle refreshed, but he was still in the second blue circle when the third circle refreshed.
To be honest, there were quite a number of vehicles in the map. If it were a squad match, each squad would be able to find two or three vehicles in the early stages of the match.
However, in a solo match, the number of vehicles was rather limited. It was a situation where there were too many wolves and not enough meat.
The most direct consequence of this was that players like Evan, who were far away from the safe zone and did not have a vehicle.
They could only run the furthest circle.
The most painful one was to tank the blue circle.
At that moment, the motorcycle that was moving around the blue circle like the wind was obviously targeting these people.
As professional players, even if they had not encountered such a situation in a match, they would more or less know about it after the match.
Logically speaking, these players who were able to tank the blue circle were naturally the best targets to kill.
However, it was not that they could not bear to hunt the "poor players" who did not have a vehicle. It was that no one wanted to take the risk.
In PlayerUnknown's Battleground, most people's first reaction when they saw the blue circle was to avoid it.
Who would wander around in there for no reason?
Would they not be tired of living?
Moreover, if they really wanted to snipe these players, they could also do so by camping at the edge of the blue circle.
Although it was more dependent on luck, it was definitely more reliable than running into the blue circle to look for players. After all, if they were to fail inside the blue circle, it would be over for them.
However, among these players …
This did not include Liu Zilang, who had enough energy drinks and first aid potions to open a snack shop, and was eager to hunt for kills.
Evan, who was just about to enter the safe zone, did not expect to see someone patrolling the blue circle on a motorcycle.
Therefore, when Liu Zilang discovered his target and suddenly dashed out from the side,
Evan's first thought was, "Is this guy trying to outrun the blue circle?"
However, he soon realized that he was wrong.
No matter how you looked at it, Liu Zilang did not look like he was trying to outrun the blue circle …
In an instant, Evan's spirits were lifted. He was on high alert, and he was even prepared to fight to the death.
However, what happened next puzzled him.
Even though Liu Zilang had a menacing look on his face, he did not charge straight at him. Instead, he whizzed past him.
？？？
Evan was on high alert. The moment Liu Zilang brushed past him, he looked at the man who was like a gust of wind. He was instantly flustered.
What the hell was this?
Threatening?
Biker gang?
It was only when the sound of the motorcycle gradually disappeared around the corner of the house that Evan, who had been tense the entire time, finally relaxed a little.
However, when he looked at his health, he panicked. He quickly ran a few steps forward to find a place to put on a bandage to calm himself down.
Just as Evan was putting on a bandage …
There was a sudden "whoosh" in the air. It was as if a breeze had blown past his back.
Evan, who was crouching on the ground, felt an unexpected force behind him. His entire body leaned forward!
The moment he lowered his head …
His pupils involuntarily constricted.
A thin and long arrow had pierced through his chest at some point in time.
Thud!
Evan's health was instantly emptied. Before he could think, his knees gave way, and he fell to the ground.
'Me?
Where did this cunning b * stard come from? '
At that very moment, Evan felt like he was about to explode!
He had never expected Liu Zilang, who had clearly gone past him, to stop his motorcycle and shoot him with an arrow.
The bullet screen of the Chinese live-stream channel exploded when they saw this.
"Wow!
Vic is too much of a b * stard!
It's hard to defend against an arrow in the dark! "
"This b * stard is insane. It's so frustrating to die like this!"
"That man on the motorcycle, I advise you to be kind!"
"Vic said that he's using a crossbow to prevent the victim from being frightened and dying painlessly. Isn't that kind enough?"
“.....”
In the game, Liu Zilang rushed over excitedly on his motorcycle after killing the player with an arrow from behind.
Although he did not have to worry about food and water,
But when the Realm was rich, there was no such thing as too many supplies.
After all, he was in the blue circle. "Using battle to sustain battle" was the key to sustainable development.
However, when the "Wilderness Escort" Liu Zilang rushed over excitedly on his motorcycle, he saw the three bandages in the crate of the player in front of him.
His face could not help but turn green …
Even if he did not include the motorcycle's fuel cost, it was still not enough to break even.
However, Liu Zilang felt a little better when he thought about the kill count his opponent had contributed to him.
At least it was not too depressing, even though Evan was so dejected that he was about to vomit blood.
.....
In the remaining time, Liu Zilang used the same method to roam around the edge of the blue circle.
Every time he encountered someone, he would first "brush past" them before turning around and shooting an arrow at them.
This was undoubtedly a much safer method compared to directly riding the motorcycle to attack someone's face.
Moreover, if Liu Zilang were to really attack someone's face, the motorcycle would not be able to withstand it after a few rounds.
Another thing that had to be mentioned was Liu Zilang's psychological analysis of the players.
Most players who had yet to enter the Safe Zone would not be in good condition. The first thing they would think of when encountering someone was to avoid trouble.
As long as Liu Zilang acted like he was "passing by", his opponent would definitely be happy to see it happen. That way, he would have a chance to sneak in from behind.
By the time the third blue circle started shrinking, Liu Zilang had finally ended his' Hunting Adventure '. His kill count had reached eleven.
Evidently, patrolling the blue circle had benefited him greatly. His kill count had directly pulled him into the top three.
Not long after, the third blue circle had finished shrinking and the fourth Safe Zone had spawned.
The Safe Zone had spawned in the area between the East and West Bridges, which was the area around the Farm. There was no longer a Safe Zone in the southern part of the ocean.
During the second and third blue circles, the number of players on the battlefield had once again decreased sharply. Including Liu Zilang, there were only thirty-nine players left in the Safe Zone.
At this point in time, Liu Zilang should not only be thinking about how to hunt, but also how to survive while hunting.
With that in mind, he looked at the map and quickly rode his motorcycle toward the barn near the Farm.
It was too dangerous to roam around at this point in time. The best choice was to find a spot for target practice.
Liu Zilang, who was riding the motorcycle, naturally had to utilize his mobility to find the best spot before anyone else.
However, what Liu Zilang did not know was that in the two-story barn that he had chosen …
An "old acquaintance" was staring at the motorcycle that was roaring towards him.