Apocalypse Gachapon - Chapter 1867: Letting points

When she reappeared, she was in another place not far from the battlefield, but outside the ambush range of Ye Zhongming and the others.

Airezeiya did not pause at all and began sprinting rapidly toward the captain’s direction. After more than ten seconds, she finally paused slightly, looked up, and sent a signal into the sky.

She hoped this signal could help the teammates she had abandoned, although… she felt no guilt about it.

Ye Zhongming naturally saw this fleeing woman, but he did not care. He only narrowed his eyes slightly when she used that gray mist to disappear and reappear suddenly.

A fellow Earthling—well, he would leave her to Ji Ruiguang and the others.

On the battlefield, Ye Zhongming’s team had already taken complete initiative. The target team, originally eleven people, had now five killed, one escaped, and the remaining five were all injured and trapped within a narrow area.

The shield warrior from the Fengkan Race felt this battle was truly satisfying, not because it was long or evenly matched, but because it was easy.

It was genuinely easy.

Logically, the opponents were also nine-star evolved, with strength basically on par with his. If they had truly fought head-on, regardless of the outcome, it would have been extremely intense.

But now, from the very beginning, his side held an absolute advantage.

Due to racial traits, he was a shield warrior. Whether within his race or outside, he was responsible for defense—in other words, for taking hits. But this time, he truly experienced the thrill of dealing damage.

The two giant shields whistled fiercely in his hands, beating the already panicked enemies into crying for their parents.

As for why it was his turn to attack, it was simply because everyone in Ye Zhongming’s team was now attacking. If he didn’t attack, would he just stand and watch?

Since he had agreed to join the “Win” plan, this Fengkan Race warrior didn’t care about being red-named or not; only points mattered. Even a green name would do.

He gathered all his strength, spotted an opportunity, threw the shield in his right hand, then followed up, bending and lowering his head, charging forward.

One person, who had just been forced back by Ye Zhongming’s knife and was nearly injured, was unlucky. By the time he noticed the shield, it was too late to dodge. He could only rely on his equipment and nine-star body to withstand it. First, he swung his weapon, hoping to reduce some force, but the weapon broke first. In panic, he raised his arms, so his arms broke too. The shield hit him and then fell to the ground. In severe pain, he began to fall backward, but the Fengkan Race warrior gave him no chance to hit the ground. He headbutted the opponent’s now defenseless body, and the shoulder spikes Ye Zhongming had made for him pierced through the opponent’s chest, killing him instantly.

Seeing his points suddenly increase by several hundred, the Fengkan Race warrior seemed as if he had taken stimulants, howling and charging toward the next opponent.

If he went too late, there would be nothing left.

After creating an opportunity for this big guy, Ye Zhongming stepped back.

These people indeed had many points. Each kill was equivalent to nearly a day of hunting gains, but he did not want to compete with his teammates for points at this time. In the initial stages of the plan, allocating some points to these individuals in a way that allows them to gain tangible benefits would greatly benefit team unity and morale in the future.

The battle ended quickly. From the moment these people stepped into the ambush to the last person falling, it took only about two minutes. From the initial traps to ranged attacks, and then to the separating tactic, these people were overwhelmed. Along with the strongest one directly fleeing, the remaining people basically caused no trouble.

One person was severely injured but not dead. It wasn’t that everyone didn’t want to kill him, but there was no chance during the battle. No one could abandon their position to kill someone obviously dying, specifically, it would seem like point-grabbing and break the completeness of the encirclement.

After the battle ended, these people did not rush to kill and take points, but waited for Ye Zhongming to distribute them.

“Everyone knows He’s unique status. Although she didn’t engage in close combat with the enemy, her role was irreplaceable. Giving this person to her—any objections?”

The others almost simultaneously nodded in agreement.

If Ye Zhongming had given this person to someone else, there might have been some objections, but giving it to He—absolutely no complaints.

Not to mention that the medicines in their pockets were all handmade by her—for this, they were even more grateful to Ye Zhongming. During the battle, whenever danger arose, a water chain would inevitably buff them, ensuring no one was injured by the end. Giving up one kill? Even several, they would agree.

Building good relations with the healer was the second most important thing, right after building good relations with the captain.

Ye Zhongming’s team, which included him, consisted of nine people, plus an external member, Qiuqiu. After this brief engagement, everyone except Qiuqiu had kills. The Six-Eye Race member killed two, while the others got one each—fair and impartial.

As for the Six-Eye Race member killing two people and gaining two shares of points—that was his skill. A ranged warrior, alone on the flank, diverting the enemy, risking being rushed—earning an extra kill was reasonable.

After briefly cleaning up the battlefield, Ye Zhongming waved his hand, and the team started running toward the other side. Now, there were about ten minutes left until the one-hour countdown of the third small cycle. If Ji Ruiguang’s side hadn’t completely taken out the target, they might have to intervene.

The distance between the two sides wasn’t far; it took Ye Zhongming and the others only about half a minute to arrive.

The battle wasn’t over, but basically no intervention was needed because only the highest-strength captain was still putting up a stubborn resistance, though covered in injuries. On the ground lay more than ten corpses; it seemed Ji Ruiguang’s side had casualties.

Seeing Ye Zhongming and the others arrive, Ji Ruiguang, who wasn’t participating in the attack, walked over and gestured with his chin toward the captain.

“A person with over three thousand points—killing him yields over a thousand points. Interested?”

“Give it to me?” Ye Zhongming raised an eyebrow. This was over a thousand points—higher than the total points of many newcomers ranked lower.

“If I had the final say, giving it to you would be fine, but there are many people here. So, you’ll have to exchange it for equipment, medicines, and so on. That way, it’s easier to get their agreement.”

Ye Zhongming looked over; the captain was clearly unable to hold on, only refusing to surrender and planning to take someone down with him. At the same time, he got a rough idea of Ji Ruiguang’s team size—nearly thirty people.

“Deal.” Ye Zhongming thought for a moment and agreed with Ji Ruiguang. If he gained these over a thousand points, his total would exceed five thousand, not far from six thousand. This would propel him into the top five! And the gap with the top three would be very small.

When he obtained these thousand points, the impact was something even he had not anticipated.