Chapter 5 — Me Lo Airport

The largest Ngo Tri team — 25 people, will almost certainly win the supply box. There are currently 45 people left, meaning 20 people outside his team, unless the stats suddenly skyrocket, otherwise at midnight tonight it will be a "collective wipeout". “We can't let Ngo Tri's people get the supplies box.” — Luc Mac looked at me, his eyes sharp. "Ly Quynh, in your opinion, how can a 'poor ghost' turn the odds in this situation?" The survival of the "poor ghost" has never relied on dueling, but rather relied on breaking the law, finding loopholes, creating chaos, and muddying the waters. 【The first box of emergency supplies has appeared: T3, floor B2, staff break room!】 Sure enough, loud footsteps sounded in the distance, Ngo Tri's team pulled into a long line towards T3. Luc Mac decided to lead his people to chase: "Don't let them take over first!" "Wait." — I pulled him back. “Location in the employee lounge, do you know the meaning of that place?” I paused: "The first box of supplies is definitely a trap, for those who come first." The system of turning on water purifiers, cutting off garbage roads, and appointing guards - all to emphasize the iron law 'Do not violate NPC rules'. The staff area is a restricted area, players are usually not allowed to enter. Once you break in, the system will definitely conclude "illegal intrusion" and eliminate it immediately. Will Ngo Tri risk letting people in? I guess not. I sent A Triet and Tieu Man to investigate. The news came back very quickly - just as I predicted, Ngo Tri did not allow anyone to enter the restricted area, but divided troops to block the entire path leading to the staff break room. His strategy: blockade, not letting anyone take it, but not touching that hot potato himself. As long as other players cannot get the supplies, Ngo Tri's team still maintains an absolute advantage. A few lonely players, near the bottom of the rankings, had looks of both despair and madness. Their stats are definitely at their lowest, meaning they will be eliminated by midnight tonight. And this type of person... is the best target to take advantage of. I hid behind a pillar and whispered to my teammates: "The key card to open the employee lounge door is right next to the fire cabinet." "Really? Did the system leave it there on purpose?" "Shh, it's small. Ngo Tri's people are guarding outside, waiting for the right moment before we can get the card." A single player standing right in front of the column heard everything. He immediately rushed towards the fire cabinet as if injected with a stimulant. “Stop him!” — Ngo Tri immediately gave orders. But it's late. The other person yanked open the glass door of the fire compartment — there was no key card inside, just an empty trap. Immediately, a shrill fire alarm rang throughout the B2 floor. Almost simultaneously, six NPC guards wearing riot armor and holding long tridents descended like divine weapons. The chaotic scene immediately erupted. The security guard did not care to distinguish who opened the locker, all of Ngo Tri's group at the scene, along with the player who opened the locker, were pushed straight out of the game area. The loudspeaker announcing the exclusion echoed continuously. In the blink of an eye, Ngo Tri lost 5 people, his army was reduced to 20. Supplies could not be obtained, his team was completely empty-handed. At this moment — the second supply box was unlocked. 11. 【The second box of emergency supplies has appeared: Lobby L3, VIP lounge entrance, Terminal T3.】 The entrance to the VIP lounge usually has its own reception desk and service staff, a more luxurious environment, security also more strict. From afar, we saw that the elevator leading to VIP area L3 was blocked by Ngo Tri's people. Right on the tea table in the large lobby of the VIP room, a silver box of supplies lay there, glaring as if teasing. "What to do now? This time it's even harder to get close!" — Tieu Man said impatiently. I gave him the phone: "Take this to the lost baggage counter." “What are you doing with your phone out there?” — Tieu Man's eyes widened. “Just do it, quickly!” — I urged. Half an hour later, Tieu Man handed my phone over to the lost and found counter. I walked over there, pretending to be panicked and asked: "I lost a phone... and a card to the VIP lounge." While wandering around the airport a few days ago, I lurked outside the VIP area, hoping to find some food. I noticed that all the guests entering there swiped a black VIP card. The airport is this big, I can't believe no one has ever dropped their VIP card. I described to the staff the shape of the phone and the card. Sure enough, they brought out my phone... along with a VIP card. “Are these two dishes?” "Yes! That's right! That's it!" — I quickly accepted it, happily: "Thank you!" “Wait, you need to show proof.” Tieu Vu next to me immediately attracted the staff's attention. I took the opportunity to unlock the phone using facial recognition and secretly took a photo of the VIP card. After finishing, I showed it to them: "See, I can open the phone with my face, and I have a photo of the VIP card." The staff finished checking and nodded for me to take it away. I walked to the VIP reception desk, just in time for a group of guests to be brought to the door by a specialized electric vehicle. I quickly squeezed in and sat among the guests, avoiding the watchful eyes of Ngo Tri's group, and just leisurely walked straight to the door of the VIP waiting room. The security guard receives the card, swipes it through the machine - the green light lights up. “Welcome platinum members. Please come in.” The door opens. Ngo Tri, still watching from afar, suddenly shouted: "Wait! That card must have been stolen by her!" In my heart, I silently cursed - this fat guy is too cunning! 12. Luc Mac led our people to immediately block the elevator, violently colliding with Ngo Tri's group. Six against ten — not exactly a weak position. Taking advantage of the chaos, I quickly slipped through the glass door, rushed inside and grabbed the box of supplies. The system's voice rang out like heavenly music: 【Congratulations to player number 66 on receiving the supplies box. The item inside can only be used by player number 66 and people designated by number 66. Invalid bandits will not be able to use it.】 【The third emergency supply box has appeared: On the roof of the central information counter, Terminal T3!】 It is an open, prominent location, with no cover. There are no restricted area traps, no restrictive VIP rules — this is a pure race of strength and speed! Ngo Tri immediately gave up the struggle at the elevator and ordered his teammates to quickly move to the information counter. The door to the VIP waiting room was no longer guarded. I walked out holding the box of supplies, opened the lid - inside was full of supplies, enough for the seven of us to eat and drink all day. As long as all three indicators are full, no one will be eliminated from our team tonight. Luc Mac patted my shoulder and smiled and praised: "Ly Quynh, this time it's all thanks to you." While the other players rush towards the second supply crate Third, we sat still, taking advantage of the opportunity to replenish our energy to the maximum. And Ngo Tri, to win the last barrel, completely tore off the shell of calm, revealing the most naked violence. The remaining players risked their lives to confront his accomplices, bloodied, some falling. In the end, thanks to overwhelming numbers, Ngo Tri still had the upper hand. From afar, the seven of us just stood and watched, not interfering. Luc Mac said: "One box of supplies is not enough for Ngo Tri's entire group. The first one is too difficult to get... Looks like his team is in danger this time." 13. The system coldly counts down. 23:50. The atmosphere in the station was so heavy that it was almost suffocating. 【Start calculating!】 【Based on the combined ratings of hunger, thirst, and physical strength, the 20 players with the lowest scores will be eliminated.】 The emotionless electronic voice read each number in turn. Besides our seven people, all the single players were eliminated. Even in Ngo Tri's team, due to uneven competition for a box of supplies, in the end there were only 13 people left. 【Number of players alive: 20.】 【Congratulations players on entering the seventh day of the game.】 【The game enters its final day! Objective: Survive until 24:00 on Saturday.】 【Activate special rule:】 【Give each surviving player 1 million yuan. As long as you survive until 24:00, you can withdraw rewards.】 【Within 24 hours, players are allowed to kill each other. Killing someone will rob them of their reward money, without limit.】 【The person who kills the most will be rewarded with an additional 100 million yuan.】 When the sound of the loudspeaker ended, the whole airport fell into a dead silence. 20 people, 1 million each, meaning a total prize of 20 million. If you kill them all, the last survivor will claim 20 million plus a special 100 million bonus — a total of 120 million! This number is enough to make anyone crazy. Ngo Tri looked at us from afar, his eyes flashing with blood. He licked his lips and said to his teammates: "The system wants us to kill each other, but our team has more people, just kill the other seven, then 13 people will divide 1.2 billion yuan equally. This is the safest way." 1.2 billion divided by 13, each person is nearly 100 million. Compared to personal risk, this option is much safer. His team's eyes quickly turned from fear and suspicion to a distorted "sense of collective safety". On our side, Luc Mac's eyes darkened: "Keep calm, don't fall into the system's trap. Team Ngo Tri will definitely join forces to kill us all first. So we absolutely must not kill each other. The seven of us must destroy all 13 of them, then divide the 1.2 billion yuan equally - that is the only optimal solution right now."