Encountering such a terrible teammate for the first time, Wang Zhifan felt he would need to solo this dungeon, but just as he was pondering the most efficient way to handle the giant wild boar, a sudden mutation occurred!
At that moment, the massive tusked wild boar about a hundred meters away suddenly stopped its digging, turned its massive head towards Wang Zhifan and the others, and then its hind legs kicked the ground a few times, stirring up large swaths of weeds and dirt, before charging at them like a bulldozer at terrifying speed!
"Oh no! Why did the wild boar suddenly start attacking?!"
Wang Zhifan was somewhat surprised. Although he hadn't played many dungeons yet, he'd never encountered a situation where the monsters charged before the players engaged. In this unexpected situation, he had to quickly move his position while keeping a close watch on the wild boar's movements to avoid being hit directly.
The young man in the trench coat, a pistol player nearby, responded similarly. He started cursing while running quickly, fearing the wild boar would crash into him.
But after the two of them ran a short distance, they suddenly stopped in their tracks and turned to look in the same direction—in the specific direction where the short, chubby guy had detached from the group!
The reason was simple: they both realized that the wild boar's charging target wasn't them, but rather directly aiming at the short, chubby guy escaping into the distance!
"Is this... some kind of punitive mechanism in the dungeon?"
Seeing this scene, Wang Zhifan immediately had a thought. He had never seen anyone mention on the forums what would happen if a player detached from the team and bolted during a dungeon run. Today, he witnessed it firsthand. It seems that if a player chooses to run without engaging the monsters, leaving all the pressure on their teammates, they would immediately face the greatest trial in the dungeon!
While Wang Zhifan was mulling this over, the wild boar, weighing over a thousand pounds, ran faster and faster on the grassland, in a single breath crossing Wang Zhifan and the trench coat youth and charging straight at the still jogging short chubby guy in the distance.
The short chubby guy probably didn't know yet that he was already targeted by the terrifying wild boar behind him, since he hadn't looked back since he started running. But soon, he would realize that disaster had befallen him.
On the grassland, the short, chubby guy with glasses was panting as he ran. He initially thought the two teammates behind him would catch up and stop him. Little did he know that after running for a while, he didn't hear anyone pursuing him, prompting him to run even more desperately, believing that if he ran far enough, he could avoid all potential dangers. He wouldn't have to endure the terrible ordeal of being devoured by beasts, like he did during the first dungeon run a week ago where he almost lost half his flesh.
However, this short, chubby guy who already had a psychological shadow about beasts, discovered just two seconds later that there was an undeniable loud presence behind him, as if a tank had suddenly descended on the grassland and charged towards him with full power.
Bewildered, the bespectacled short, chubby guy continued to move his two stubby legs in a run, twisting his neck to observe behind him, and then he saw a pair of huge curved tusks, a pair of blood-red beast eyes, followed by alternating wide grassland and blue skies with white clouds, and then eternal darkness.
"WC... That guy's body just got shattered into pieces... his head went flying…"
Seeing their chubby teammate smashed by the wild boar two to three hundred meters away, Wang Zhifan's eyes were wide with shock. After all, it was the first time he witnessed someone go from life to death directly, though the distance made it hard to see some details.
"Damn!!! The wild boar turned back! It's charging towards me! Get in there and deal with it!!! Get in there!!!"
After the chubby teammate was instantly killed, seeing the tusked wild boar turn its massive body around on the grass where bits of blood and flesh were still flying, directing its massive head towards Wang Zhifan, the trench coat youth nearby immediately yelled out nervously, urging Wang Zhifan to rush forward and shield him from danger.
But was Wang Zhifan the kind of person who would obey just because someone yelled at him? Long before the wild boar started its charge, he had already decided not to cooperate with this ill-mannered teammate. So when the trench coat youth started yelling at him, he didn't head towards the wild boar, but instead subtly moved closer to the trench coat youth's position.
In such an urgent moment, the trench coat youth apparently didn't notice Wang Zhifan's abnormal behavior; he was just furious that Wang Zhifan wasn't listening, so he began to curse loudly:
"You can't be serious! Get in there!!! If you don't, both of us are dead! You idiot!!!"
But Wang Zhifan didn't care about the curses. He just observed the wild boar charging at them while discreetly moving closer to the trench coat youth's location.
Finally, as the wild boar running wildly on the grassland came closer and closer, the trench coat youth seemed to lose his mind. He suddenly raised the gun in his hand, shouted fiercely at Wang Zhifan:
"You're not going in?! Fine!!! If you won't go, I'll kill... argh!!!"
Just as the trench coat youth was about to risk penalty and use the gun to threaten Wang Zhifan, he suddenly toppled over in pain and started screaming. It turned out that when he had just pointed the gun towards Wang Zhifan, who was already near him, Wang Zhifan quickly sidestepped and slashed, cutting off the youth's gun-holding right hand in an instant!
And at that moment, the charging wild boar also arrived in the area. It seemed to have chosen Wang Zhifan, the only one still standing, as its target, and charged at him with incredible ferocity!
But with Wang Zhifan's fantastic 19 strength and 17 agility, his movement speed, reaction speed, and motor coordination far exceeded that of normal people. He deftly dodged the wild boar's first charge, and before it could turn around and adjust its direction, he quickly retrieved the pistol from the ground, attached to the trench coat youth's severed hand, and specifically positioned himself behind the screaming trench coat youth!
The simple-minded wild boar had never seen a human who treated it so dismissively. When it found that this guy not only didn't run but dared to stand nearby awaiting it, it furiously charged again like a tank!