Chapter 47: "That Human Player Carl Jacob is really too ignorant of the world's heights and depths."

"Global Horn——"

"Human Player Kerr Cowell: "That's it?"

A hoarse mechanical voice rang in the ears of all races on this vast planet.

Only two simple words.

Without going into a longwinded speech like Joyce Cooper.

But just these two words were full of extreme sarcasm.

The disdainful tone was exposed without any disguise.

...

Battle of All Races, somewhere in the jungle.

The Third Tribe.

Ape Clan's Suveil Shaw, in a daze, listened to the global horn in his ears and the rapidly rising ranking of Human Player Carl Jacob on the Racial Kill Rankings.

Unable to resist, he muttered in disbelief.

"Nearly ten thousand kills in one day."

"A strong one."

"If given the chance, meet up and see who the strongest really is."

However, the Ape Clan's Third Tribe clan leader standing beside him sighed helplessly. Today's struggle for the top of the rankings had already reached a fever pitch.

The top two both killed more than six thousand alien races in a single day.