# Chapter 141: Paper Kill
"Shengnan." The blonde man spoke. "How are things on your end?"
The short-haired woman in the projection was the same hypnotist player Wang Chaoqing had seen in the skyscraper. A faint red light lingered in her pupils as she nodded woodenly. "The little torpedoes have been released. Five just exploded."
"So the Super Item has already reached Hai City." The blonde man's expression remained unchanged. "Can you estimate the location?"
"Three directions," the short-haired woman said. "The possibility of feints is high."
"But I just caught a player from Zone 004. He said he saw Lawrence Li, not in those three feint directions."
She then gave the location.
When the blonde man heard the name "Lawrence Li," an exaggerated smile stretched across his face, his eyes nearly squinting into slits. "Lawrence Li, who never stirs without profit, has appeared. Where he is, the good stuff naturally follows."
"Shengnan, stay put and await orders." After cutting off the communication, he turned and gestured to the tattooed burly man.
The tattooed burly man let out a strange laugh and clapped his hands together. The next second, an armored vehicle crashed through the wall at a speed far exceeding its normal capacity, piercing through several walls in succession and creating a wide passage through the massive aquarium. Then several sports cars parked on the street drove in one by one, picked up the men, and sped straight toward the southwest direction of Hai City!
Meanwhile, inside a large amusement park in southwest Hai City, Nie Xuan quickly wrapped his heavily bleeding thigh with cloth, downed two bottles of Self-Healing Agent, then dragged his severely injured body step by step toward the exit of the amusement park.
He was covered in blood, with more than twenty wounds on his body—the result of a bloody battle with two Outer Zone players.
When truly facing the enemy, Nie Xuan was consumed by a mix of anger and regret.
He realized that all his previous thoughts had been completely wrong.
When the Super Item announcement was made and he was transferred to Jing City, his first thought was to organize players for guerrilla warfare to confuse the enemy's line of sight, then sneak into the Instance while chaos reigned.
Because he didn't have a real Super Item in hand, and Zone 014 had no Super-Strong Players, he couldn't fight the Outer Zone players head-on, nor could he fake the appearance of being robbed and killed. The only path left was to escape Zone 014.
The Special Affairs Bureau's plan to divert trouble and shift blame to Outer Zone players was completely unworkable. Reaching the point of "the holder escaping the Instance after a desperate bloody battle" was already the best outcome—at least it could divert some attention in the short term and buy the country some buffer time.
However, of the seventeen like-minded players he had contacted, fifteen died within half an hour of implementing the plan. The remaining one escaped separately from him. And this was even with the Special Affairs Bureau deploying over a dozen "holders" to disperse the firepower.
Those Outer Zone players were like sharks smelling blood, appearing from nowhere. They wouldn't even bother trying to interrogate the whereabouts of the Super Item—they just killed directly!
Companions were slaughtered one after another like chickens and ducks, and it made him understand one fact:
Absolute disparity in strength cannot be compensated by any amount of tactical maneuvering!
Footsteps sounded behind him—deliberately made footsteps by the enemy. He turned around, pressed his thumb, index, and middle fingers together, and rubbed them lightly. The black leather covering on his fingers slowly turned the color of magma.
A player emerged from the woods, glaring at him viciously. "You're quite capable, killing two of my men."
Nie Xuan said coldly, "It's kill or be killed. No need for nonsense."
"Ha!" The other laughed. "You still think you have the strength to fight? At best, the item in your hand is a C-grade prop. If your teammates hadn't taken blades for you, you wouldn't have survived until now."
As he spoke, five or six figures flashed out from the woods, surrounding him and cutting off all possible escape routes.
Seeing that they were taking orders from the man opposite him, Nie Xuan let out a long sigh. "After all this effort, I haven't lured a single high-level player from the Eerie Sound Knights. Instead, I've attracted a bunch of small fry."
And now he couldn't even fool these small fry!
He dropped his defensive combat stance, straightened his back, and looked around at the group. "The ones you killed were all E-grade players—no props, no potions. You've paid no small price yourselves, and in the end, you'll gain nothing. What a waste of effort."
These words struck directly at the hearts of several players. One of them said, "Boss, this bastard has some nerve—he doesn't take us seriously at all!"
The player who had been talking to Nie Xuan was furious. "Quite a tough mouth. Once we deal with you, we'll naturally find a way to recover our losses!"
As he spoke, he swung the long blade in his hand and leaped to slash at Nie Xuan. The latter, with no strength left to fight, was about to use his Ticket to leave when suddenly a huge poster fell from the sky, blocking the blade for him!
"Shiiing!" The giant poster was cut in two, but the two halves flexibly flew toward the blade-wielding player, wrapping around his legs and head respectively and slamming him hard into the nearby lamppost!
The surrounding players thought this was Nie Xuan's prop and exchanged glances before shouting, "Kill him!"
The six attacked Nie Xuan simultaneously, but at that moment, countless posters flew from all directions, swirling around them like snowflakes. As the players were distracted, the posters stuck to their faces or wrapped around their limbs, dragging them away!
Nie Xuan looked around in shock and uncertainty but couldn't find anyone else. Without time to think about who was helping him, he seized the opportunity while the players were entangled and quickly fled the scene.
Although the posters could temporarily disrupt their vision, they were just paper. The players soon realized that the paper had no killing power and chased after Nie Xuan.
Catching up to Nie Xuan was effortless, but as they approached, the torn posters also flew after them, persistently burrowing into their mouths, ears, and eyes. One player, annoyed beyond endurance, roared angrily, "Damn it! If you've got the guts, cut me with that paper!"
In that instant, all the paper fragments floating in the air stopped, suspended in midair as if time itself had frozen. Only three pieces, each bearing the characters "Good," "Idea," and "Indeed," flew forward to form that sentence.
"What the—!" Before the player could finish his curse, a layer of light passed over all the paper pieces, and then they descended like a torrential rain of blades!
From a distance, these flying paper pieces looked more like a washing machine drum, wrapping around the few people and attacking them continuously. Wherever they moved, the paper followed. The more the players shredded the paper, the more blades there were!
Watching this scene, a thought flashed through Nie Xuan's mind.
"This is a Super Item."
But the words didn't come from his mouth. He was startled and turned around to see a man in a wheelchair appearing three meters away from him!