Chapter 4
Everything shows up on this thing.
The small window displayed not only the remaining survivors but also who had killed whom and how.
"Wow... It hasn't even been a full day and there are already dropouts? The map is still this huge... Did they maybe run into each other at the destination?"
Seowoon's guess was spot on.
Two players who hadn't fully grasped the rules even after hearing them had landed at the endpoint together and ended up fighting each other. Just ten minutes into the game, James was killed by Jeokhwajin's sword.
"Not bad for me. As long as I make it into the top 90, I'll get another shot. For now, I just need to keep scraping by."
That was all he could do for the moment—grow stronger while avoiding conflict as much as possible. That was the only way Seowoon could survive in this game.
With that thought, he decided to move.
Opening the door and stepping outside, the night in the mountains was pitch dark, barely allowing him to see a step ahead.
Walking carefully, relying on the map, he couldn't move fast, but Seowoon didn't rush.
"There's nothing dumber than hurting yourself while walking alone at night and having to waste a healing scroll."