84: I bet there's no bullet in your gun

Li Xiao tried to open his backpack, but it could no longer be summoned; as expected, he would need to find his own supplies and equipment.

Fortunately, the map was still usable. Judging by the scale, this was a relatively regular, isolated island, measuring eight kilometers in both length and width.

The map marked some towns and villages, as well as some bodies of water. He was currently on another small island at the southwestern end of the map. This island stretched for three kilometers, and there were large bridges on the left and right sides leading to the main island in the north.

[The final round of confrontation has begun! The Black Hawk Empire Patrol will appear in ten minutes. The map will refresh every hour to expand the death zone. Staying in the death zone will cause continuous health loss. Please head to the safe zone in time!]

Li Xiao listened carefully to the system's prompt and immediately understood that the system intended to use the death zone and the Black Hawk Patrol to continuously drive and gather the survivors, thereby achieving the goal of making them harm each other.

"Better find a defensive weapon first."

Li Xiao glanced at the map and decided to head west; there were a few houses a few hundred meters away.

The weather was hot, and hot winds kept blowing in from the sea. Li Xiao's stamina and hydration were depleting quickly. He felt that if he didn't find water soon, he wouldn't be able to last long.

A few minutes later, Li Xiao arrived in front of the houses marked on the map.

Looking at them from the outside, these houses had been abandoned for a long time. There were two small bungalows, one wooden hut, and a two-story building with a maximum area of twenty square meters.

Li Xiao pushed open one of the bungalows, and a musty smell made him feel very uncomfortable. Fortunately, after the air circulated, the smell dissipated.

Perhaps because of the hot weather, the room was quite dry.

He looked around and found a small backpack on a dilapidated little table, as well as a steel crowbar.

Li Xiao picked up the crowbar and swung it a few times, finding it quite handy. Without a firearm, this was a decent melee defensive weapon.

"Alright, you'll do!"

Li Xiao tucked the crowbar into his belt at the small of his back and put on the relatively clean small backpack.

Next, Li Xiao entered another bungalow, but there was nothing there.

After coming out of the bungalow, Li Xiao intended to check the small building, but its front and side doors were locked.

He had no choice but to climb in through a broken window nearby. The room was just as empty, but there was a box of bandages on the floor.

"It seems this is what the system referred to as supplies."

Just like the bandages outside, applying this bandage would restore ten health points within three seconds. There were five in a pack.

Unfortunately, this was the only thing in the entire building. He stuffed the bandages into his backpack and continued walking west along the road.

Looking along the way, the vegetation was desolate, the scene was ravaged, and there wasn't a soul in sight.

Before long, Li Xiao arrived at the southern end of the steel bridge that connected to the main island.

There were quite a few houses on both sides of the bridgehead, and Li Xiao hurried over.

However, the supplies in these buildings were truly scarce; he searched several rooms in a row and didn't get anything.

So, he turned his gaze to the three-story red brick building at the very edge of the bridgehead.

"I'm not asking for much, just a gun or a bottle of water will do."

Muttering all the way, he arrived in front of the red brick building and pushed the door open to enter.

But before he could clearly see the layout inside, a small-caliber pistol suddenly extended from behind the door, its dark muzzle silently pressing against Li Xiao's temple.

"Don't move!"

A deep voice said from the dimness.

Li Xiao hurriedly raised his hands, his expression tense: "Hey buddy, don't be impulsive. I don't have anything on me, and killing me won't do you any good. How about we team up and cooperate first?"

"Sorry!"

The owner of the pistol switched hands to hold the gun, and with his other hand, he took the crowbar from Li Xiao's waist and threw it aside.

"There is only one winner in this game. If we team up, won't we still have to fight to the death in the end? So why should I bother dueling with someone who should have died by my gun in the first place?"

"Damn! Your logic is very sound, I admire that!"

Li Xiao feigned surprise and applauded, but then changed his tone and said: "How about we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet?" The other party's tone was calm, clearly confident of victory.

Li Xiao curled the corner of his mouth: "I bet your gun has no bullets!"

"Hmph, a strategic deterrent, Yan Shuangying?"

The other party said indifferently: "Although we are compatriots, it's survival of the fittest. It's just your bad luck!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!!

Gunshots rang out by Li Xiao's ears, and a continuous, slight stinging sensation followed, but that was all.

After the eighth shot, Li Xiao was still standing there perfectly fine. The other party was immediately shocked: "How is that possible? A P92 pistol does at least seventy points of damage to the head per shot. You've been hit eight times, why aren't you dead yet!"

"If you hadn't fired, I might have considered making you my temporary teammate, but now..."

Li Xiao turned around directly and looked at the young man with dyed dark green short hair in front of him.

"You'll just have to die!"

The young man sneered: "Fine, it seems your base has probably reached level ten! Otherwise, it's impossible for you to have over five hundred health points. I'll just have to waste a few more bullets at most!"

As he spoke, he fired two more shots to empty the magazine, then removed it, pulled a handful of bullets from his pants pocket, and actually started reloading on the spot.

The backpack system provided by the system actually had an automatic reloading effect; one only needed to put the magazine into the backpack and then take it out, and the system would automatically fill the magazine with ammunition from the backpack.

But now that the backpack was locked, the other party could only reload in front of him, looking somewhat comical and pathetic.

Li Xiao did not intend to give the other party another chance to fire. After all, even if it wouldn't kill him, getting shot in the head still hurt.

He lunged forward and kicked the other party in the chest. The green-haired youth was forced to retreat, but he didn't stop the reloading action in his hands.

Li Xiao didn't pursue; his only goal was to pick up the crowbar that had been thrown away.

At this moment, the other party had also quickly stuffed ten bullets in, skillfully inserted the magazine, chambered a round, and aimed.

"This time! You can die!"

The young man shouted coldly, and the dim room flashed with continuous orange muzzle flashes. However, Li Xiao did not dodge or avoid them; he rushed straight forward, taking the bullets head-on.

The ten bullets were fired again, and the green-haired youth stared as if he had seen a ghost, watching Li Xiao rush to his face with a wicked smile.

Slap!

The steel crowbar struck heavily against his face, and the momentum directly threw the youth into the corner of the wall.

At this moment, Li Xiao followed up, gripping the crowbar with both hands, and brought it down on his head again.

The youth immediately felt his vision blur, and the gun in his hand slipped away.

This was one of the benefits of melee cold weapons; they were better at weakening a person's reaction speed than bullets.

In a panic, the youth struggled and tried to flee out the door, but Li Xiao kicked him in the lower back, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.