I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 334 - 233: Hidden Rule: "Character Identity

Chapter 334: Chapter 233: Hidden Rule: "Character Identity

A single stick subdued both the leader and deputy leader of the Anti-Xia Alliance, the head of the Sun Never Sets Knight Order, and the Holy Bishop.

Such a feat in the City of Extreme Evil would surely be described as astonishing.

But at this moment, it was achieved by a mere Tier One Patrolman.

Which left everyone utterly dumbfounded.

"Still trying to run!"

A defiant Frog manipulated the Life and Death Apostle and attempted to split off yet another replica. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

He was discovered by the patrolman, who struck his back with a stick, forcibly driving the nearly-formed replica back into his body.

This scene made Han Zhan flinch in shock.

So, the patrolman hadn’t missed seeing the scattered corpses of the Life and Death Apostles; he just outright ignored them?

How could he suppress the fundamental replication ability of the Life and Death Apostles with just one stick?

"Behave yourself, you lunatic!"

The patrolman landed a few more strikes on the Life and Death Apostle.

The way he addressed the Life and Death Apostle seemed to give Han Zhan a clue.

Lunatic.

The patrolman called him a lunatic!

Lunatic was the role identity of the Life and Death Apostle in this Slaughter Battlefield.

"Patrolman," as a law and order figure, surely had the power and ability to suppress the "lunatic"!

The role identity of the Fallen Knight was "Otaku Coser," the same, no match for the "patrolman"!

Following this line of reasoning, a hidden rule gradually surfaced.

——Every role identity in the Slaughter Battlefield carries a corresponding societal status.

——There is a suppressive effect between different societal statuses.

If those four people labeled as "idle society members" had a societal status of 1,

Then the societal status of the patrolman role is 2.

Under the sway of these rules, they had no means to resist.

Xiao Jin really hit the nail on the head, didn’t she?

Her role identity was "Swordsmanship Teacher," and her societal status should also be 1.

Then what about me? Is my role identity really just "Son"?

Han Zhan twitched at the thought of this.

The Slaughter Battlefield isn’t as simple as it seems on the surface. There must be more hidden rules waiting to be uncovered.

If they hadn’t discovered this rule, the best case would be imprisonment, while the worst could mean death!

While Han Zhan was lost in these chaotic thoughts,

The patrol car had already arrived. They were apprehended and taken into the car, which then blared its siren and sped towards the Patrol Office.

Half an hour later.

The four of them were exchanging looks in the jail cell.

"Officer, when can we get out?"

"Get out? You stay here and cool off, at least for a day."

A day?!

The Slaughter Battlefield only lasts seven days, and to be locked up for an entire day?

Absolutely unacceptable.

"Officer, isn’t there any other way? Can you cut us some slack? We’re decent folks, unlike that lunatic!"

Han Zhan attempted to negotiate.

But the patrolman who brought them back refused decisively.

"No, unless someone comes to sign a bond to release you."

That’s a joke.

They entered this Slaughter Battlefield with no ties to any NPC here; who would come to bail them out?

After saying this, the patrolman turned and left, returning to the duty room.

Leaving the four of them locked in there.

Han Zhan tried a few things.

The jail was impregnable.

It appeared the "jail" was also a Level 2 or above item.

Suddenly, Frog let out a chuckle, accompanied by a cold laugh.

Trapped here, others might be worried, but not him.

Because he had long prepared a replica, ready for remote control, to continue gaining points.

Moreover, Gongyang Jin and Han Zhan, his adversaries, were both imprisoned here.

They stood no chance of surpassing him in points.

Thinking about this, he was not only not at a loss, but he was quite ahead!

"Today’s top spot on the points leaderboard is still mine, it seems."

"Han Zhan, there will be only one winner in the Slaughter Battlefield, and that is—"

Bam!

Before Frog could finish speaking, the cell door was suddenly pushed open.

The same patrolman, number 029, strode in.

"Han Zhan!"

He shouted loudly.

"Who’s Han Zhan?"

"Officer, that’s me." Han Zhan raised his hand silently inside the cell.

"Your mom posted bail for you; you can leave."

Frog: "?"

How could the Slaughter Battlefield allow for a mother-son duo?

Who is his mom?

Unlike Frog’s shock,

Han Zhan wore a knowing smile.

When he heard about posting bail, he had anticipated this scenario.

It seems the "Son" role identity does have its advantages.

Ignoring their reactions, the patrolman merely came over and opened the cell door for Han Zhan.

His demeanor at this moment was like that of a pure NPC, with no extra expression.

After opening Han Zhan’s cell door, he turned and started to leave.

"Wait a minute." Han Zhan suddenly called out to him.

The patrolman, looking displeased, placed his hand on the black baton at his waist, "Is there something else?"

"She’s my wife, we’re together, can you let her out too?"

"Your mom only posted one bail."

"I can pay extra, officer!"

The patrolman ran his hand over the baton, coldly eyeing Han Zhan but saying nothing.

In the cell, Gongyang Jin was anxious for him,

While Frog appeared to relish the scene, eager to see the consequence of Han Zhan’s impertinence.

Han Zhan bit his teeth, speaking tentatively:

"Officer, I can add money!"

Upon hearing this, the patrolman slowly lowered his hand on the baton, his face breaking into a smile.

"You should have said so earlier, then there wouldn’t be a problem!"

Swiftly, the patrolman unlocked the cell door for Gongyang Jin as well.

Gongyang Jin came out, standing alongside Han Zhan, who turned to look back at Frog still locked in the cell.

"There will be only one winner in the Slaughter Battlefield, and that is—me."

With that bold statement, Han Zhan and Gongyang Jin turned and left.

"Do you really have a way to reclaim the top spot on the leaderboard?"

Gongyang Jin asked after they left the cell.

Frog exploited the loophole of killing replicas to rake in a substantial score, over nine million points in total.

How would Han Zhan surpass that?

"Yes, Bob has already made enough Sin Gold Coins for me through stock trading."

"Stock trading?" Gongyang Jin paused for a moment.

She hadn’t heard the term before; it was unfamiliar to her.

But she could read numbers.

Within the messages on Han Zhan’s phone, the string of digits representing the amount of Sin Gold Coins made Gongyang Jin’s pupils dilate.

"Units, tens, hundreds, thousands...ten thousands, millions, tens of millions?"

"Fifteen million Sin Gold Coins!"

"Is trading stocks that profitable?"

Han Zhan shook his head as if it were an obvious fact.

Aside from Bob, a unique Intelligence Lifeform of almost bug-level capability, it would be difficult for anyone to achieve such a feat.

"Profitable? What’s profitable. I don’t know if it’s profitable. If you two don’t explain what’s going on today, hmm!"

Shan Yunmei’s voice suddenly rang from behind them.