Survival of the Nation: My luck was a tiny bit worse.

What else is there to say? Keep running!

Leng Ruolan swung her hook into a tree and took flight. The lion caught up with her, and Leng Ruolan landed just in time, delivering a flying kick to the lion using the momentum of her landing.

"roar!"

The kick did indeed land; the lion twisted in pain, howled a few times on the ground, but quickly got back up.

Leng Ruolan's leg also trembled with a dull pain.

She thought to herself, "Wow, this year's Leos are so tough?"

Could it be that the version has been updated, and these mutated beasts have also had their stats enhanced?

Oh no, what about Europe?

I should have brought all the supply crates!

The lion was kicked by Leng Ruolan, leaving a large bruise on its face. It became enraged and started digging at the tree where Leng Ruolan was standing, roaring upwards.

"roar--"

Leng Ruolan recognized the roar; it was a call to her companions!

She ignored it and swung towards the tree next to her.

Unable to climb up in time and seeing its prey escape, the lion roared angrily from below and gave chase once more.

Leng Ruolan turned her head and immediately clicked her tongue.

This guy is biting so hard, and there are definitely more lions around, so it seems I won't be able to reunite with Ouyun for a while.

—That guy is lucky if he can even protect himself.

There's no other way; the most urgent thing right now is to take this guy down.

Leng Ruolan suddenly turned her head and fired a shot at the lion.

"Bang!"

One shot to the head.

The lion was jolted off balance by the impact of the bullet and staggered several times.

But just a few seconds later, the bullet in the lion's head was squeezed out by the self-healing flesh, just like Wolverine.

"roar--"

This shot reignited the lion's roar, and it pursued even more relentlessly.

Leng Ruolan sighed immediately, "Oh well, never mind."

She pulled a Farmer's Three Punch bottle from her pocket and stopped on a tree.

When the lion saw its prey stop, it immediately stopped walking and began pacing around the tree, drooling.

Leng Ruolan watched from the tree for a while.

The lion was getting impatient; it seemed that since it hadn't waited for its companions, it might as well go up first.

It gripped the tree trunk with both paws, looking as if it was about to force its way up the tree.

Leng Ruolan is waiting right here—

She immediately unscrewed the cap and poured the water over the lion's head.

The lion was just opening its mouth, ready to roar, when suddenly a mouthful of pitch-black stuff was poured down its throat.

"Aww!!"

The lion let out a deafening roar, its face and body covered in spittle.

Leng Ruolan, perched in the tree, calmly pulled out her gun and casually pulled the trigger at the lion.

"Bang!"

That shot didn't even hit the head; it was just fired randomly.

But with a loud bang, the lion's entire body burst into flames. And this was a lion with even thicker fur; its whole body was instantly ablaze, howling and jumping around in agony.

The smell of burning was intense, the lion howled and rolled around on the ground, but the fire wouldn't go out and even burned its mouth.

The lion's mouth was open, flames were shooting out of it, and its expression was ferocious, wearing a mask of pain.

Leng Ruolan then slowly slid down from the tree. The lion couldn't care less about her anymore; it was burning crazy and rolled from one end to the other.

Leng Ruolan adjusted her equipment and glanced at the fire lion.

She thought to herself, "If bullets can't penetrate it, we'll have to use fire."

If you burn him to ashes, how can you possibly recover? That doesn't seem that extreme.

Leng Ruolan observed for a while and noticed that although the burns on the lion's body did not heal immediately, the healing process was obviously much slower.

At that moment, the roars of other lions could be heard from the surrounding area.

"Roar—roar—!"

It was like a response, or perhaps a call.

Even if other lions do catch up, this lion engulfed in flames should keep them occupied for quite a while.

Leng Ruolan glanced around—

Alright, now we can go meet up with our older brother!

*

Meanwhile, things were much more lively at the European Games.

At first, there was only one lion chasing him.

At first, the European team was able to keep up.

After all, they are humans who have been blessed by the forbidden area, and their physique has been strengthened. In addition, they have indeed been running around in the forbidden area every day before, so they still have this much stamina.

But later...

As he turned around, the lion chasing him suddenly changed from one to two.

"?"

At the time, Ou Yun thought he had misread it.

How come the lions in the forbidden area have learned the Shadow Clone Technique in the short time it takes to turn around?

What happened?

Hmm, I must have turned around wrong—

But when he turned back...

The lion had four heads.

They were all menacing-looking, drooling, with teeth like chainsaws, and a vicious expression that looked like they wanted to swallow him whole.

"??"

Ou Yunxin thought that wasn't right.

What the hell is going on?

A lion might be able to escape successfully.

But these four heads?!

If they use a little bit of tactical maneuvering, you won't be able to escape.

Ou Yun gritted his teeth, thinking, "Thank goodness I still have a golden supply crate with me. I hope they don't push me too far."

But I don't know why.

He had a nagging feeling that now was not the right time to open the supply crate.

There are only three golden supply crates!

If you use one, you'll have two left!

There's still so much time left in the forbidden area!

Shouldn't he carefully consider how to utilize it?

Thinking about it this way, he suddenly regretted coming to this new, ghostly mountain.

Damn it, could this be the new patch for the Forbidden Zone, specifically designed to create these numerical monsters to deplete supply crates?

In the blink of an eye...

When Ou Yun turned around again, the number of lions behind him had increased from four to sixteen.

It's a damn exponential growth rate.

There weren't even enough people in one row, so they had to stand in two rows.

Oh, right, I remember now, didn't we just hear a lot of lion roars? They're chasing after us now—

So they're all chasing after him!

There are clearly two people!

Why are they all chasing after him?!

That person was clearly running faster!

Damn it!

But, humans still can't outrun lions.

Two legs can't outrun a group of four legs.

Soon, lions caught up with them.

It was very close, almost touching Ou Yun's backpack.

One of the lions stomped on the heads of the other lions with its paw, leaped high into the air, and pounced on Ou Yun.

Ou Yun knew what was going on as soon as he saw the suddenly enlarged shadow on the ground—

hum!

You think you can stump me with just a few Hakimi?

No way!

The European maneuver was extremely skillful, and he rolled over smoothly.

The lion, which leaped high, missed its target and fell flat on its face, getting covered in mud and leaves.

But then, Ou Yun heard a snapping sound.

The clasp on the backpack behind him seemed to have popped open.

Then Ou Yun turned his head and saw a golden thing fall out of his bag.

It fell to the ground with a thud.