"Young man, you've certainly got some skills."

After being kicked, the middle-aged man sheathed his knife back into his sleeve and couldn't help but praise Good Person Jiang Ran.

Good Person Jiang Ran frowned. "Are you with The Artist?"

The middle-aged man shook his head. "I've only been at Alice Apartment for a few days. I don't know anyone here."

Good Person Jiang Ran: "Then why did you attack me just now?"

The middle-aged man: "I just wanted to test you. So many people outside seem to be here to hunt you down, so I was curious about how capable you really are."

Good Person Jiang Ran: "Have you figured it out now?"

The middle-aged man: "Yes."

Good Person Jiang Ran shot him an exasperated glance. "Lucky for you, you ran into me and not any of the other ones."

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Good Person Jiang Ran didn't answer him, instead hurrying up the stairs.

Good Person Jiang Ran's meaning was simple. Among the crowd of alternate personalities in the inner landscape world, his temper was actually among the best.

Even the alternate personalities with the best tempers were all ones who repaid every slight, no matter how small.

Especially those few with particularly bad tempers and a heavy penchant for killing.

You say you want to test him? Fine!

Then he'll test you too, testing you until you're dead!

As Good Person Jiang Ran climbed the stairs, he muttered to himself, "Hurry up and draw lots to pick someone to come out!"

"Once this situation blows up, you guys can handle it!"

The alternate personalities in the inner landscape world were all focused on this life-and-death moment.

Therefore, when Good Person Jiang Ran said this, they were all stunned.

They had all thought that Good Person Jiang Ran would definitely be like the previous alternate personalities who went out, only returning after being forced to when they were completely spent.

They never expected he would ask to come back early right now?

"Clearly having the ability to handle this situation, even if he can't handle it, he wouldn't flee in such a sorry state. This guy's personality really hasn't changed a bit."

Noble Jiang Ran, watching the situation outside, let out a sigh.

Smoky Makeup Jiang Ran curled the corner of his mouth. "The King of Slacking Off is still the King of Slacking Off. When he encounters difficulty, he just drops everything and walks away. Though, there aren't many who *can* handle the current situation..."

His gaze swept over the other alternate personalities. "Hey, time to draw lots. Those who want to go out, come on. Consider yourselves lucky."

The method these alternate personalities used to decide who went out was also very fair: they drew lots.

But in the previous lot drawing, every single alternate personality wished to draw first, fighting over it until heads were bloodied.

This time's lot drawing, however, saw very few daring to step forward. They were all backing away.

Furious Jiang Ran, who had already gone out once and lost his eligibility to draw lots, watched the scene and said, "Who dares to go out now? Being chased and hacked at by dozens of people. If you go out, you might not even last half an hour before coming back."

Dead Last Jiang Ran: "Mhm. To resolve the current situation requires extremely high personal combat prowess. That's only a few of us."

Dead Last Jiang Ran spotted a Jiang Ran with blue hair, rubbing his hands together eagerly.

...

Outside.

Good Person Jiang Ran ran all the way to the 5th-floor stairwell in one breath.

Strangely, he didn't hear the footsteps of a large crowd coming up the stairs, as if those people had no intention of chasing him down to hack him to pieces.

Just as he was puzzled, wondering what those people actually wanted to do, a series of *tap-tap-tap* footsteps suddenly echoed from the 5th-floor hallway.

It wasn't the sound of high heels hitting the floor.

It sounded more like the clashing of metal against the ground.

Good Person Jiang Ran left the stairwell, standing in the hallway at the stairwell entrance, looking ahead.

He saw a fully armored man wearing Western plate armor, an Armored Man, emerging from the other side of the 5th floor, walking towards him step by step.

The Armored Man wearing Western plate armor held a long spear in his hand and seemed to have something else strapped to his back, though it was obscured by his figure and hard to see clearly.

Good Person Jiang Ran was stunned for a second, but then he reacted.

He adjusted the draw weight of the modern compound bow in his hand to its maximum, which was the limit of this bow—80 pounds.

An arrow shot at this poundage could completely injure a wild boar, meeting the standard for hunting wild boar.

But this shot arrow struck the Armored Man's chest, only to be deflected by the hard, gleaming white plate armor there.

It merely left a fairly noticeable scratch on the surface.

"Damn it, that's just cheating..."

He swore a rare curse.

Good Person Jiang Ran continued to draw his bow and shoot arrows.

He shot five more arrows.

These five arrows were all aimed at the weak points of the Western plate armor.

Such as the face and the neck.

But even the defensive weak points of Western plate armor were protected.

For example, the face was covered by a metal-made, one-piece helmet.

This set of Western plate armor had the helmet and faceplate as one unit.

Therefore, none of these arrows caused any damage.

Good Person Jiang Ran knew he was in deep trouble this time.

He couldn't help but exhale several times, his breathing starting to become heavy and labored.

The few arrows shot at full poundage had already made him feel the current body's limit of fatigue.

"This isn't reasonable. This rotation method is completely unreasonable."

Putting aside everything else, just take Brother Jiang Ran controlling the body.

That guy automatically returned to the inner landscape world when his time was up.

That was one day.

For that entire day, that guy never slept, was constantly on the move.

And later, he even engaged in high-consumption combat against Ding Dali.

Afterwards, in the early hours of today, it was his turn.

He hadn't rested either.

He had been going non-stop until now.

And his consumption was even greater.

Just starting from going up to the rooftop to deal with this so-called Artist's hunt, the mental energy expended was countless.

This led to the situation where, even though Good Person Jiang Ran's mental strength was decent, he deeply sensed the body's fatigue was nearing its upper limit.

Clearly, the brain's control over the body was becoming fuzzy, unable to accurately control movements.

There was always some error.

His eyelids were also starting to feel heavy.

His body felt increasingly heavy as well.

It was also because of this that Good Person Jiang Ran realized he and the alternate personalities in the inner landscape world had made a huge mistake.

Before the transmigration, Jiang Ran's original body wasn't exactly limitless in energy, but it was close.

They could abuse it however they wanted.

Every alternate personality that came out could do whatever they wanted within a day.

Completely without sleeping, or even drinking water and eating.

Treating it like the last day of the apocalypse.

Abusing it like that was fine.

But now it wasn't possible. This body, even though it had been trained for a while, simply couldn't withstand such abuse.

If they continued abusing it like this, the body would definitely collapse.

It's just an ordinary person's body!

Therefore, in the current state, forget about him being the one to drop everything and walk away. Even if he didn't, he felt it would be difficult to rely on this body to resolve this matter.

Including the other alternate personalities as well.

This body's fatigue meter was almost full.

On the eve of the impending rotation, Good Person Jiang Ran decided to just dump this huge mess and run.

He adjusted the poundage down and continued shooting arrows at the Armored Man.