This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 547 - : Divine Game: Chaotic Restaurant 67

Rita relied on Fourfold Spring's critical-hit healing ability to fuel I Just Want to Improve So Badly.

Although the black-market players were invisible, they would reveal themselves when passing through the red columns of light. Rita would steal from them with pinpoint accuracy, then follow up with a powerful strike, almost like playing a game of whack-a-mole.

Her bone club gleamed with use, the remnants of meat and oil rubbing off with every strike, though she couldn't tell whose bodies were getting the residue.

She had originally brought restaurant knives with her, but in practice, the bone club was far more effective—its satisfying impact provided an incredible sense of release.

In less than 20 minutes, Rita had accumulated an assortment of bizarre ingredients and restaurant knives, all taken from players, and had stolen four skill icons—three SS-level and one SSS-level.

One of the SS-level skills she was particularly pleased with was Frost Nova—a skill that triggered a large-scale ice explosion centered around the user. It not only dealt ice damage but also pushed back nearby players. It was an effective combo of attack and knockback, a skill she had been knocked back by during her blind battles.

The SSS-level skill she received was a shield skill, Firecloud, which allowed the user to capture a cloud, ignite it, and create a protective shield around themselves. It could only be used in cloudy weather, but each cloud could withstand a blow strong enough to clear the user's health. The cooldown time was only 30 minutes.

Looking up at the sky above the food street, Rita noticed that most of the clouds had been scattered by powerful skills, but there were still a couple left. She immediately used Firecloud to create a shield for herself.

Unlike the kill-rewarded skills, the stolen skill icons integrated seamlessly into her arm's skill collection. Now, she had a total of 13 skill icons. Even if something went wrong, the chances of her beloved skills being randomly chosen had decreased.

More and more powerful players joined the game.

Before the first round of eliminations, players were rushing to find Inspectors to be killed, since most powerful players were employees. However, by the third round, there was much more room for maneuvering.

For example, two players might agree: one enters a restaurant, while the other, with a black-market identity, kills them. Then, when the first player becomes a black-market resident, they would kill the second one who had entered the restaurant.

Even though the battlefield was filled with enemies, many of them had personal grudges, but if players from the same race helped each other, even if they were killed, it wouldn't feel as frustrating.

As for black-market players being invisible—there was always the risk that unfamiliar players could sneak a kill.

There were many different choices being made: some players stayed to open surprise eggs, some stuck to their original plan and left the restaurant to find other similarly strong players to kill them, hoping to lose a skill rather than an entire skill icon.

Rita didn't attempt to snatch a kill. Instead, she continued stealing skill icons. Without Midnight Exile, her attack power wasn't high, so her chances of successfully snatching a kill weren't great.

As she continued her whack-a-mole strategy while using the stealing skill, something didn't feel right. Compared to Kart Racing and Diamonds Miner, Chaotic Restaurant was far harsher.

Previously, players had been guided to fight each other, but now, it seemed the game was more about forcing players to make decisions. No matter what decision they made, it seemed they couldn't escape punishment. The only option that didn't guarantee loss was facing the "random" punishment.

It felt unfair—the ratio of reward to risk didn't match.

That thought flashed across her mind, but now wasn't the time to dwell on it. She suppressed the idea for the moment.

At 9:20, Rita decided to stop early, seeking a red column to pick up a skill icon. Since 9:00, the red columns had been decreasing steadily, and there were far more black-market players than she had expected. Even if there were enough markers, there wouldn't be enough restaurants!

When the cooking competition began, there had been nearly five characters' worth of cosmic wanderers. Now, there were even more event gift pack players...

At 9:21, Rita successfully picked up a marker. These markers were randomly dropped, and you couldn't tell what position it was for before picking it up. This time, she got the "cleaning" position. However, the marker was still a transparent shadow.

She immediately began flying low over the food street, searching for a restaurant to join.

B80234615: "Nivalis has died four times. Aren't you concerned? She doesn't have usable skills, and her combat power is only at level 4. This isn't the best time for her to be fighting, you know that, right?"

Not to mention, Nivalis's large size made her more susceptible to being hit.

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Rita didn't look up. "Yeah, I need her to feel that helplessness."

B80234615: "Aren't you afraid this might cause tension between you two?"

Rita had been worried about that before. She had once hesitated to push Nivalis to learn, afraid it would hurt their relationship, even though she knew Nivalis had great potential in engineering. She had always guided her and offered help, but recently, Rita had begun to wonder if she had been wrong...

She and Nivalis had obtained the combined skill Decisive Moment from Lidian and Pine Bloom a while ago. She thought their bond was strong enough to unlock the skill, but after waiting and waiting, it still hadn't been triggered.

Nivalis had been heartbroken for Lidian when she was abandoned by her contract partner. Whenever she talked about Lidian and Pine Bloom, her voice was filled with sadness, anger, pride, and relief. But Rita couldn't help but wonder about that untriggered combined skill.

In this Divine Game, from the moment she first saw Pine Bloom, Rita had been thinking about this.

Lidian and Pine Bloom, she and Nivalis—like opposite groups.

It wasn't a story that could be told in a few sentences, but skills didn't lie.

What Nivalis thought was fake might have been real affection. But could Rita's self-perceived true feelings be fake?

The dragon in the sky suddenly stopped, and Nivalis looked down at Rita flying above the food street. What was Rita so sad about?

Humans were still like infants to dragons, and Nivalis wondered if Rita had entered a teenage phase. Why was she so sensitive lately?

Rita sighed again, then spoke to B80234615: "I'm giving her a chance to choose."

If Nivalis faltered or became discouraged from this battle, Rita would change her approach and have Nivalis stay in BS to guard it.

It was slow there, but safe. No one would dare mess with Nivalis, and she could gain honor and respect in return.

That would be a good outcome, wouldn't it?

But if Nivalis could turn that helpless feeling into motivation and keep the fire of will burning, they could fight side by side from now on.

Rita flew until she found a restaurant with open positions, landing just in time for her transparent position marker to light up. She had officially joined.