Realized Game: I Hoarded 10 Billion Defense Towers

SWISH.

SWISH.

SWISH.

In a world of endless, swirling yellow sand, the very person Shen Yue, Xiaohong, and Number 0 were thinking of was rapidly harvesting points. Massive vines materialized out of thin air. Then, like the indescribable tentacles of a Cthulhu Deity, the vines attacked with unstoppable momentum, instantly shredding any players they touched into dust the moment they appeared. All these players, regardless of their strength, vanished in a flash of white light, and the points they carried all became Shen Fei’s.

”Next!”

Coordinating his Vine Towers and Detection Towers, Shen Fei swept the small, fifty-kilometer-radius desert map clean. He didn’t bother chasing the ones who slipped through the net. Instead, he quickly mounted the Golden Eagle. Its head was covered in lumps, a testament to the discipline it had received for trying to escape. It was now completely submissive, not daring to entertain a single thought of fleeing.

Then, the Golden Eagle soared into the sky, quickly circling over the adjacent fifty-kilometer-radius swamp map. After the fog of war over the swamp region vanished from Shen Fei’s mini-map, he had the Golden Eagle descend quickly and began his routine once more.

SWISH.

With the fog cleared, he immediately deployed a Detection Tower, covering the entire mini-map with its range. His next step was to search for the so-called finals arena. When he discovered that this particular patch of terrain did not contain the arena he was looking for, Shen Fei scanned the entire area and wiped all the black- and white-skinned people he saw off the mini-map. Countless vines erupted across the map, skewering all these people—whether they were pecking at each other like newbies, plotting something malicious, or just rushing to their destination—and tearing them to shreds.

WHOOSH.

Glancing at his soaring score, Shen Fei didn’t hesitate and leaped back onto the Golden Eagle, flying off to the next mini-map.

He continued with incredible speed, simultaneously searching for the finals arena and increasing his personal score. In the interest of speed, if some of his Vine Towers missed with their initial ambush, he didn’t bother giving chase, instead pouncing quickly on the next map. Deserts, wastelands, lakes, rainforests—Shen Fei explored all sorts of different maps one after another.

At the same time, Shen Fei also saw that besides the competing Blue Star players on this large island, there were also various kinds of neutral creatures. For example, giant pythons in the rainforest, armies of Scorpions in the desert, and wolf packs in the wastelands. These creatures could also kill players, but that only applied to others. To Shen Fei, they were all just points.

As he rapidly advanced searching for the finals arena, it didn’t take long for Shen Fei’s personal score to surpass five, then six, then seven digits. During this time, he also saved quite a few Great Xia players who were under siege. The rule that killing players awarded personal points was gradually becoming known to others as time went on. In his rapid search for the finals arena, Shen Fei even managed to save a number of Heaven-Reaching Gang members. However, because he was riding the Golden Eagle, he didn’t bring these teammates along.

SWISH.

SWISH.

Time flowed on as Shen Fei continued to advance using this same method.

”Hm?”

Soon, as he landed in a small, grassland-like map, he suddenly froze. He had seen someone he knew! It was an acquaintance more familiar, or rather, more significant than any member of the Heaven-Reaching Gang. This person, just like him, was slaughtering his way across the map to earn points.

More importantly, this person’s method of operation gave Shen Fei a huge shock. In fact, if he hadn’t left in a hurry and summoned a Defense Tower to block the attack, he felt that this acquaintance would have knocked him out of the sky with a single sword strike. And even if they couldn’t get him, killing the Golden Eagle beneath him would have been very bad.

—Zhao Li!

The acquaintance Shen Fei saw was the Immortal Emperor, Zhao Li. The vast island was divided into thousands of small maps, each forty to fifty kilometers in length and width. He never expected to run into Zhao Li so coincidentally.

Unlike Shen Fei, who had the Golden Eagle to clear the fog of war and scout his surroundings, Zhao Li was unable to directly use his Divine Sense to scout the entire island due to the fog. All Zhao Li could see was a three- to four-hundred-meter line of sight.

Ultimately, after understanding the rules and being obstructed by the fog, the method Zhao Li chose was even cruder than Shen Fei’s. After discovering that he couldn’t quickly gain vision, this man directly transformed his Immortal Sword to be two hundred meters long. Then, like a lawnmower, he had the Immortal Sword rotate rapidly around him in a 360-degree sweep. Like the ribs of a fan, he walked at the center while the Immortal Sword spun and swept furiously, shattering everything that blocked its path, be it players, neutral creatures, or even trees and rocks. He just steamrolled his way forward, advancing rapidly in search of the finals arena.

From a distance, Shen Fei saw that for other players on Zhao Li’s map, the only way to survive was to lie flat on the ground and let the ”lawnmower” Immortal Sword pass over their heads.

”Badass!”

Regarding the Immortal Emperor’s methods, Shen Fei could only marvel. He summoned a Defense Tower to block the Immortal Sword that Zhao Li had thrust at him upon seeing him fly by, then immediately left the map. He figured Zhao Li’s initial attack was pure instinct and that he likely hadn’t been recognized. However, after he summoned a Defense Tower out of thin air to block the strike, Zhao Li must have realized who he was.

Shen Fei was in a hurry to find his final objective, so he didn’t go and reunite with Zhao Li. I’ll find the final objective first...