Community Traversal: I Have a Daily Rescue Kit

17: Gunshot

The residents stared at the eldest son of the Zhang family, who was holding a card on the scaffolding, and fell silent for a moment.

After the deathly silence, a flood of voices burst forth like a bursting dam—surprise, envy, regret, jealousy, all mixed together.

"Killing monsters really drops equipment? Isn't this just a game?!"

"This wasn't such a tough job after all! I shouldn't have slacked off earlier!"

"What incredible luck did Zhang's eldest son have! Out of so many people attacking, he was the only one who got blown up?"

"I should never have helped him set up that crappy scaffolding! I did all the work, and he just reaped the benefits?! Is there such a disgusting thing in the world?!"

People were shouting and crowding towards the scaffolding.

No one was paying attention to the defense points anymore, and no one was killing the owls. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the card in the eldest son of the Zhang family, and their greed was impossible to hide.

Seeing this, Su Chen frowned, turned away from the wall, and walked to the place where the timber was piled up. He took out his knife and began to whittle the wood while observing the movements over there from a distance.

Before I could even chop a few times, I heard someone shout at the top of their lungs:

"Boss Zhang! What exactly is that card you're holding? What's it for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Chen clearly saw the burly body of the eldest son of the Zhang family on the scaffold tremble.

"N-nothing, it's just a card, it's not very useful," he stammered.

"You think we're fools?!"

"This is at least a bronze-level equipment card! That's how it's described in novels!"

"Boss Zhang, is there a lot of supplies stored in that card? Are you trying to keep it all for yourself? Are you even human?!"

"I think it's definitely Ultraman printed on it. With a transformation device, it could become Ultraman Tiga!"

More and more people gathered around this section of the wall, quickly surrounding the scaffolding where the eldest son of the Zhang family was located.

Ultraman has even appeared; that's quite an imaginative concept.

However, this also illustrates one thing—most people don't understand what the "home system" is at all, which is why they treat building cards as equipment, resources, or even Ultraman transformation devices.

"The lace is different? Could it be... a public building card?" Su Chen pondered, feeling that it was very likely.

In the mysterious ruins of the Gray Fog World, he had seen many defensive public buildings, the style of which was very similar to the arrow towers in the relief on the card.

Moreover, when he logged into the homestead system, he browsed almost all the building cards.

Looking back now: the building cards for personal homes only had patterns decorating the four corners; while the patterns on the arrow tower cards covered all four sides.

However, he did not intend to remind anyone.

He didn't even bother to join the crowd, so he sat down next to the pile of wood and quietly whittled the wood, making gunheads.

It was getting noisier and louder over the scaffolding.

Many people have already started climbing onto the scaffolding. Judging from their impatient and envious looks, they probably want to take it by force.

"What are you trying to do? Don't force me to take action!" the Zhang family shouted, warning them.

"Let me appraise it for you! You're just a roughneck, what good stuff could you possibly know!"

"We hunted owls for three days before finally getting this one card, and you're saying it's useless? Are you blind?!"

"Give it to me!"

Someone has made a move.

He was a tall, agile man.

Taking advantage of the moment when the eldest son of the Zhang family was looking around, he grabbed the other man's right hand that was holding the card and started to forcefully crack his fingers.

If you can't pry it open, just pinch it!

If you can't pinch it, smash it!

"Damn it! This is blatant robbery!" The eldest son of the Zhang family looked at the tall man who had grabbed his right hand with shock and anger.

He was surrounded by people all around him. Some were holding his arms, some were trying to pry the cards out of his hand, and others were pressing against him, using their bodies as cover, and kneeing him hard in the stomach!

"Don't speak so harshly! Didn't we put in any effort?"

"Exactly! Did you erect this scaffolding all by yourself?"

"Without us standing guard over the other owls, you'd be dead a million times over! This card, it's our turn too!"

"That owl you killed, I stabbed it several times! Without my shots, it wouldn't have even farted!"

"This card might save my life; it's definitely a good thing!"

"With such a low drop rate, it's not easy to get something, and you old bastard want to hoard it all? Trying to steal everyone's credit? Have you no shame!"

"Brothers, beat him up! Let him learn his lesson!"

The scene on the scaffolding was completely chaotic. Seven or eight people were crammed into a space of less than three or four square meters.

They scrambled around in a chaotic frenzy, the white card being passed from hand to hand.

As they pushed and attacked each other, the people on the scaffolding grew increasingly agitated.

They stopped trying to hide it; whoever had just received the card was immediately met with punches, kicks, and elbows from the others...

Moreover, while they were fighting, even more people below couldn't resist their greed and risked climbing up the already shaky scaffolding.

As more and more people gathered, some began to be pushed off and fall from the scaffolding.

Those who fall towards the inside of the wall are relatively unharmed; at most, they will be knocked unconscious, suffer head injuries, or bleed profusely.

But those who turned to the outside of the wall, to the gray fog, met a tragic end.

As soon as the fight began, a large flock of human-faced owls had already climbed up the section of the wall facing the scaffolding.

As soon as someone fell to the side, these owls immediately kicked out with their claws, their sharp toenails digging deep into the concrete wall, then they swung their upper bodies and opened their mouths to bite!

Snap! Pfft!

The sounds of bodies being torn apart and flesh being bitten through by sharp teeth suddenly erupted near the scaffolding. Simultaneously, the victims' agonizing screams filled the air.

Blood dripped continuously from the beaks of the owls, which swayed their bodies. They emitted cooing, malicious laughter, continuing to wait for the next "prey" to fall from the scaffolding.

Seeing this, the people under the scaffolding hurriedly scattered, not daring to approach the wall again, for fear that an owl might swing and snatch them away from the base of the wall.

But they didn't go far; they all gathered on the side of the scaffolding closest to the grass, craning their necks to look up, as if hoping that the white card would fall from the sky.

No one cried out for help for the person being eaten, nor did anyone raise a spear to attack the ever-growing horde of owls on the wall.

It was as if those monsters weren't crunching on their fellow human beings, but rather on some insignificant snack.

at the same time.

The men on the scaffolding were completely bloodthirsty, none of them willing to back down, continuing their frantic struggle for the white card.

As the struggle intensified, more and more people fell from the scaffolding, and most of them fell towards the outside of the wall—it seemed that the people on the scaffolding had discovered this trick of "using someone else's knife to kill," and they all tacitly used the human-faced owl to eliminate their hated opponents.

Click! Click! Click!

The human-faced owl swung its body repeatedly, carrying one person after another who had fallen from the scaffolding back to the top of the wall, and then tearing them apart with all its might.

Blood and bits of flesh splattered all over the wall, and in no time, that section of the wall was stained crimson.

Seeing these scenes, Su Chen could no longer stay.

He got up to leave and go hunt owls elsewhere.

boom! boom! boom!

Just then, three deafening gunshots rang out from behind him.

Su Chen immediately turned around to look—

On the scaffolding, the crowd that was fiercely scrambling for the item seemed to be paused, freezing instantly.

The crowd gathered inside the scaffolding, waiting for a windfall, also looked at the gunman behind Su Chen with shocked expressions.

It's Captain Chen.

He gripped a black pistol in his right hand, wisps of white smoke rising from its muzzle. He stared coldly at the scaffolding and shouted sharply:

"Take them all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, sixteen soldiers and police officers in two rows wearing red armbands immediately sprang into action. They quickly stepped forward and pinned all the people who had come down from the scaffolding to the ground.

Su Chen stared quietly at the gun in Captain Chen's hand, not surprised at all.

The rabbit has three holes.

These days, who doesn't keep some cards up their sleeve?

He never let his guard down from the beginning; after all, the temporary management team was composed of military and police personnel, and it was impossible for them not to have guns.

Although guns are rare in Xia Kingdom and are difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with, they are not completely extinct.

Just imagine, Director Qi could keep a sniper rifle in his trunk.