stonecrandall Chapter 240 Big Trouble
Chapter 240 Big Trouble
Chapter 240 Big Trouble
Joey hadn't originally intended to use such methods to deal with these reincarnators.
This is an evenly matched game, and his entry into the battlefield with his superhuman physique will only ruin everyone's gaming experience.
But this "competitive spirit" vanished the moment Pete pulled out his RPG on the opposing team.
The world of Fortnite is a super-magical world similar to Stranger Things, and the guns in it are not ordinary weapons.
An RPG shot might not do much damage to yourself, but it could be devastating to an invincible young hero.
Their dimensional journey has no end in sight. What if they suffer further injuries? How will they cope with the challenges of the next world?
Moreover, the other party has the appearance of Pete Griffin, so Joey not using heat vision is already considered holding back.
"What?! You have heat vision?!"
Upon hearing this, Pete, who was writhing on the ground in agony, immediately gave up struggling: "A short pain is worse than a long one, I'm going first!"
Before Snake could come to his aid, Pete, who had been wriggling like a maggot, suddenly kicked his legs and died.
These reincarnated beings don't just face every difficulty head-on; in situations like this, death is actually more comfortable than life.
Otherwise, the entire game can be summarized in one sentence:
"Participating in the Fortnite Battle Royale Cycle, I encountered a Kryptonian with a body of steel, possessing aimbot, wallhacks, and invincibility—a monster-like strength that I couldn't defeat despite my best efforts."
Watching Pete vanish into a stream of data, leaving behind a pile of equipment, Mark exclaimed in surprise once more:
"So this is just a game, and he just turned into light and disappeared?"
Snake's teammates' lightning-fast suicide made him consider quitting as well. He dismissed Invincible Young Hero's words as the ramblings of a newbie boss who had been carried by a cheater.
Just when he was utterly despondent and bracing himself for a huge loss, he received a warning instead of an instant kill:
"Stay away from us and go do what you're supposed to do."
This battle was not something the two of them should have been involved in. They just needed to wait here until the portal reopened. There was no need to add any more imbalance to this already unbalanced game.
After getting rid of the reincarnator, Joey and Mark strolled around the Leaning Tower of Pisa town, collecting various resources that they had no use for.
"Is there anything special about these things?"
Mark, who was carrying a large amount of firearms and ammunition, couldn't quite understand Joey's behavior.
"Of course it's useless, it's basically just a pile of scrap metal."
Joey skillfully chiseled through the walls, searching for various supplies without stopping for a moment. Ever since he entered the Leaning Tower town, he felt like he was back home.
So much so that I couldn't help but want to collect and hoard something, just like I always did.
After a pointless search, Joey, with his superhuman eyesight, obtained most of the town's supplies, leaving him with nothing else to do for amusement.
"This is not interesting at all."
All this commotion made Joey realize that once those past joys are lost, they are hard to find again.
He now only hoped that the portal would open as soon as possible so he could leave this place, which he had never been to before yet was extremely familiar with.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. After wandering around the town for a long time, what they waited for was not the opening of the portal, but the sound of an approaching storm.
It was at this moment that Joey remembered that since it was a battle royale map, in order to avoid the efficiency of the battle as the number of participants decreased during the fight, the map would always limit a constantly shrinking safe zone.
On the Fortnite continent, this safe zone is created through a dark blue data storm.
As the storm rose on the outer edge of the map, the safe zone on the map quickly shrank infinitely, and the town of Leaning Tower where Joey was located was no longer safe.
Joey's gaze swept across the entire map, and he noticed that everyone was expertly heading towards the eye of the storm's center.
Should they also try to enter the industry?
Bored, Mark noticed the approaching storm circle. Overwhelmed by curiosity and relying on the superhuman strength of the Witrum people, he shut down his brain and reached out to probe outside the circle.
"what!"
The next second he let out a muffled groan of pain and pulled back his slightly burned right hand.
Mark's physique may not be enough to stop the storms from outside the ring.
Then the two of them had no choice but to move forward.
After a brief flight, the two finally met up slowly in the center of the safe zone as the storm circle contracted.
Nearly 22 minutes have passed, and this is the final shrinking of the safe zone. There are still seven pairs of survivors in the small safe zone.
It seems this game is quite intense.
Joey now only hopes that the reincarnators in the circle will be more discerning and not attack him by mistaking him for one of their kind.
Boom!
As Joey was thinking this while flying in the sky, several RPG shots exploded right next to him and Mark on the other side.
This was followed by several precise sniper rifle shots.
Thanks to the bio-force field barrier, Joey was unharmed, but Mark on the other end was in a terrible state.
The weapons on Fortress Continent are no ordinary weapons either. These sniper shots, fired unexpectedly, were extremely fast and incredibly powerful, instantly opening a large gash in Mark's shoulder as he was unable to dodge the rocket.
Seeing that things weren't going as planned, Joey could only pull Mark down behind a large tree to use as cover, while shouting to the surviving reincarnator squad:
"We are not players in this game. You guys play your own game and decide the final winner!"
"..."
After a 0.5-second silence on the battlefield, the public chat box was immediately flooded with all sorts of rude and offensive comments.
"What the hell are you talking about?!" "I've found shelter!" "I've decided to kill you first!" "Yes, yes—" "Wait, that's not right!"
Okay—Joey's eyes lit up red.
He couldn't see the public chat, but he could hear every sound coming from every corner of the battlefield.
These reincarnators are courting death.
Anyway, this is just a game where you can't survive without fighting.
Two beams of heat vision swept over several locations where cover had already been erected. The various anti-design cover structures built by these reincarnators did not allow them to survive even a second longer under the Kryptonian's heat vision.
In the blink of an eye, the Reincarnator teams wielding RPGs and other weapons of mass destruction in the final rounds were all eliminated.
After confirming repeatedly that the other party's body had not been torn apart into pieces after the fatal attack, but had instead turned into streams of data and light and disappeared, Mark simply grabbed the large tree he was using as cover, uprooted it, and threw it as a projectile at the reincarnators who had previously shot at him.
"A generous gift of crab!"
The reincarnators, who were fighting each other with guns, had never seen such a scene before. Before the old bunker was crushed by the big tree, they scrambled to move to another hilltop. The shadow of the design blueprint flashed in their hands, and a new bunker was built in an instant.
But this struggle was futile, because the heat vision, as warm as the stars, soon caught up with the last surviving squad of reincarnators.
Li Sanguang and Jiongweike made their exit at lightning speed.
Only at this moment did the game interface, as if just realizing what was happening, rapidly refresh with a dozen or so lines of casualties.
The final ranking was 0/100.
Only then did all those who reincarnate belatedly realize:
"When did this ridiculous game ever collaborate with Dreamcast?!"
"How could he possibly play a real Superman?!"
"Holy crap! He's cheating!"
At this moment, exactly 22 minutes had passed since Joey and Mark arrived on Fortress Continent.
A white light covered the entire world.
The two found themselves in a large bus with a high passenger capacity.
"10! 9!"
The countdown began.
"What exactly is going on?"
Unaware of the situation, the invincible young hero did not make any rash moves. He simply watched with Joey as everyone on the flying bus let out screams like cavemen and swooped down toward the continent below.
"Game over, world reset."
There's a reason why Fortnite players are called "Reincarnators"—the entire continent is trapped in an endless cycle that occurs every 22 minutes.
Joey tried to explain to Mark, but Mark looked even more confused: "What game?"
He immediately understood what was going on:
"Mark, you don't remember what happened 22 minutes ago, do you?"
The world's reset function should transcend the material level and belong to the level of a law, even capable of resetting Mark, an outsider.
The fact that his memories weren't reset might be thanks to Doomsday—after all, he had just survived the final erasure, so he probably had some resistance.
Just as Joey was trying to explain to Mark what was going on, the portal finally reopened.
Mark was overjoyed: "Great! It's a portal! We can leave in less than a minute!"
After silently noting down the coordinates of this world, Joey didn't explain anything further and simply followed Mark into the portal.
What came into view was a low, gloomy sky, thick with rain clouds, with flashes of lightning occasionally illuminating the somewhat oppressive, gray city.
Moreover, it is a city where most of the buildings have been destroyed and are still under reconstruction.
Mark surveyed the rainy city, a place so oppressive that a single glance could induce depression; the night sky felt strangely familiar to him.
"It looks a bit like Midnight City."
"No, I know where this is—"
Joey already knew which city, and even which universe, he had arrived in:
"This is Gotham City!!!!"
Especially when the portal with the same sound burst effect lit up the next second, and Batman with bloodshot eyes appeared in front of Joey, it further confirmed his conclusion:
Batman, a size larger than Bruce Wayne, swept his gaze over Joey and then gave his usual greeting:
"I thought Cyborg was just making fun of me, but it turns out it really was you."
This is Thomas Wayne, that old bat who always brings trouble to Joey!
Now Joey is certain that this is not just Gotham City, but Gotham City, which was recently half destroyed in Joey's battle with another Superman!
And he also learned something else.
That would be a huge problem for me!