I’m Not A Cunning Old Snake!

Liu Zilang felt relieved when he arrived at the truth.

He rode on his motorcycle once more and happily made his way into the safe zone.

…

On Hua Xia's commentary platform.

"Looks like Boss Su's earlier guess that the player count would go down faster in the solo tournament was right. There are only forty-nine players left on the battlefield now."

"That's right. Moreover, in this 'Solo King' tournament, a player's kill count is as important as them winning the chicken dinner."

"Yup, let's take a look at the kill count leaderboard."

"Oh, at the top of the leaderboard is Satan, the sniper from SKK. He already has nine kills to his name!"

"Hold on, the leaderboard has refreshed once again."

"Oh my god, Satan has scored his tenth kill! He's the first player to break into the double digits!"

"…"

Meanwhile, the caster displayed the real-time kill count leaderboard at the bottom left corner of the screen.