Chapter 27: You Can Get Enhancement Points from This Too?

The entire building had been surrounded by official special troops, making it impossible for anyone to escape normally.

The room was filled with flames everywhere, while special forces members outside the corridor fired fiercely at Jack. Xu Liwen had also successfully caught up with them, silencing the supernatural powers of both.

However, in the next moment, Jack made a bold and insane decision.

Completely naked, Jack stepped on shards of glass and sharp fragments of machinery, charging wildly toward the window.

The window had long been shattered by the helicopter, and the cold wind from the high altitude howled into the room.

They were flying.

Braving the hail of bullets, Jack held Kamiyu tightly and leaped out the window.

This time, Kamiyu truly felt like she was flying. Clutched tightly in Jack’s embrace, the two of them were free-falling together.

“No way, he’s going this far?” Xu Liwen stared in stunned disbelief.

A normal person would hesitate for a moment before jumping off a building—even for diving, they’d take a deep breath to overcome the psychological barrier.

But this muscle-bound guy was this reckless?

Jumping without a hint of hesitation? Keep in mind, this was the 35th floor.

Xu Liwen didn’t dare approach the window, fearing she might be blown off by the crosswind.

She marveled at Jack’s bravery. In this Deathmatch Game, there truly wasn’t a single weakling among the players.

Jack holding Kamiyu and jumping was akin to the plot in Cyberpunk 2077’s Konpeki Plaza mission—extremely risky. In the game, no matter how skilled the protagonist’s team was, one of them would inevitably die.

Kamiyu snapped back to reality instantly. Seeing the scenery flash by rapidly and feeling the weightlessness, she immediately realized she had fallen out of the building.

“Waaahhh!” Her physiological reaction was perfectly normal—she screamed loudly.

Unlike Jack, the masochistic pervert who remained completely silent even while jumping, his eyes sharp as he scanned below for the best landing spot, Kamiyu wasn’t like that.

This couldn’t be blamed on Kamiyu. If she possessed Jack’s 【Steel Great Wall】 talent and 【Golden Body】 skill, she would have taken things even further.

Human bombs, suicide trucks—all child’s play.

Not to mention helicopters—if she knew how to fly, she’d pilot a fighter jet loaded with ammunition on a kamikaze mission.

Taking out that Mohawk would have been a piece of cake.

But the reality was, she didn’t have Jack’s talents or skills.

“Stop struggling,” Jack held Kamiyu even tighter.

“You’re squeezing too hard,” she shouted.

“Hold on tight if you don’t want to die,” Jack said.

Kamiyu complied, but she pulled a pistol out of thin air, assuming an attack stance.

She would never let go of any chance to counterattack. Since he dared to jump to escape, it meant he was confident he could land safely.

Driven by an intense will to survive, Kamiyu overlooked a crucial point: why was Jack saving her?

His earlier words, “Hold on tight if you don’t want to die.”

“If you don’t want to die”—this meant Jack was currently rescuing her.

This was a Deathmatch Game where only one player could survive. Why would he act so illogically?

It was because he simply didn’t fear death.

He was a warrior who lived for today, for this very second.

【If I die, then so be it】—this was Jack’s life tenet.

As a martial arts fanatic who sought out masters to provoke and fight, he yearned for a life-or-death duel where both sides were evenly matched.

That was why he had sought her out, noticing Kamiyu back in the Black Sphere space.

I merely acted casually, hardly even saving her.

Yet she dared seize the opportunity, secretly hiding away the ceramic shards.

Jack deeply respected Kamiyu—someone who took control of her own fate, struggled to survive in adversity, and never yielded.

Jack was also greatly astonished by Kamiyu’s wisdom. Right from the start of the game, the moment the countdown began, she had dared to eliminate her opponent without hesitation, acting boldly and recklessly.

At that time, no one knew how effective their skills would be, yet she took the risk, disregarding the dangers and consequences.

After being transported into the game, Jack had been following Kamiyu, observing her as she wiped out the Triad gathering point and watched her battle the terrifying Mohawk.

He thought to himself that even someone with his formidable defense power would face a fierce fight against Mohawk.

Several times when Jack considered stepping in to help, Kamiyu managed to turn the tide, overcoming danger through her own strength and repelling the monster-like Mohawk.

In the end, she regrouped, retreated to advance, hid in the shadows as a cold-blooded killer, and eliminated three players within five seconds.

Jack realized that this petite girl with pink hair possessed boundless wisdom and power.

He believed that only someone like her was worthy of being his opponent.

No—he wanted to challenge such a tenacious rival.

That was why Jack hijacked the helicopter, using such a reckless act to express his fighting spirit.

And this little pink-haired girl, Kamiyu, displayed the same tenacious fighting spirit in her battle against him, employing every technique she had.

He wanted to continue fighting Kamiyu freely, in a more “fair” battle, to experience the extremes of life and death.

Only she could give him this sensation of being infinitely close to death.

Upstairs, when he held her and let her stab him with a knife, this “game” of betting whether to turn his head left or right was simply too thrilling for him.

He wanted to keep playing.

Just as Kamiyu had said, this man was not only an exhibitionist but also a perverted masochist.

The more someone hit him, and the harder they hit, the happier he became.

Unfortunately, those official lackeys had interrupted his wonderful play with her, even attempting to kill his most beloved opponent.

Unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable.

Faced with overwhelming firepower and that woman’s bizarre abilities, the only way he could save Kamiyu was by jumping off the building.

He would do everything in his power to protect her—only he could kill her.

He would not spare anyone who tried to harm or kill her.

The howling wind grew louder and louder.

The gravitational energy of the two increased, bringing them closer and closer to the ground.

Jack shouted, “Activate skill, 【Thorns Reflection】.”

【Thorns Reflection】—a skill capable of absorbing damage received by oneself and a designated target, then reflecting it back. One of the classic skills of a Tank-type Warrior.

In other words, Jack could absorb the damage he and Kamiyu received and reflect it back.

Jack deliberately adjusted his position, aiming for a white ambulance parked below.

A heavy “thud” echoed.

Both Kamiyu’s and Jack’s Player Panels changed simultaneously.

【Game Players: 6/12】

Two incredibly pleasing sounds also echoed in Kamiyu’s mind:

【Enemy eliminated. Gained 1 Enhancement Point.】

【Enemy eliminated, gained 1 Enhancement Point.】

【Enhancement Points: 3】

I didn’t die?

How did I get 2 more Enhancement Points? I haven’t even fired my gun yet. Who died, and by my hand at that? What’s going on here?