Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Cai Xukun naturally wouldn't land in a hot zone; he chose a remote spot on the mountain outside L Port.

This remote spot was quite rich in loot, with two housing areas—an upper and a lower one—to search.

Jiang Siming didn't want to scare him off, so he landed at the same time as him.

As soon as he landed, Jiang Siming used his loot sense to scan the area.

The upper housing area was stacked with loot—suppressed M24, M416, and even an 8x scope.

The lower housing area was much poorer—just a UMP and a crossbow, but plenty of throwables.

Without hesitation, Jiang Siming went for the lower housing area.

After all, the good loot would be his soon enough—why rush?

It was just a bot lobby—was he supposed to be afraid of getting killed? As if this sissy could even pull the trigger. Jiang Siming didn't buy it.

As Jiang Siming moved to the lower housing area, Cai Xukun naturally ran toward the upper one.

The moment he entered a house, he found an M24, making him laugh out loud in excitement.

After looting the rest of the area, he had a god-tier loadout for a remote drop.

Cai Xukun had never been this lucky before. For someone who rarely got a suppressed sniper rifle, this was a dream come true.

Just like every beginner, when they find a Kar98k, they feel like they've struck gold—their first thought isn't to fight but to run.

That was exactly Cai Xukun's mindset at this moment.

Holding his 8x suppressed sniper, he was thrilled but aware that there was an enemy in the lower housing area.

After looting the last house, he planned to sneak away.

But the moment he opened the door, an arrow struck his chest.

-80

Did Jiang Siming's shot miss? It didn't hit the head!

Impossible.

Cai Xukun, hit in the chest, saw his blood spraying like a fountain, scaring him out of his wits.

The worst part was that he had no idea what hit him or where it came from—his health just vanished in an instant.

"What the f***, is this a hacker?!"

Cai Xukun quickly slammed the door shut and crouched in a corner to heal, terrified that the enemy would rush him.

But his opponent seemed just as scared—there were no footsteps at all, indicating no rush.

With his health restored, Cai Xukun regained some confidence, but he decided to stay inside and wait.

*Click!*

The sound of a pin being pulled rang outside.

A small, long cylindrical object flew through the first-floor window.

Cai Xukun thought it was a grenade and immediately tried to run upstairs.

But just as he turned, the throwable went off—*ding~~~*

Not a grenade, but a flashbang.

Cai Xukun's vision turned completely white, and his ears went deaf.

The enemy was pushing!

At this thought, Cai Xukun's already heavily powdered face turned even paler—pale enough for a horror movie role.

But the expected rush didn't come.

Even after the flashbang wore off, Cai Xukun was still fine.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another object was thrown inside.

A burning Molotov cocktail.

The bottle shattered on the floor beneath Cai Xukun's feet, instantly setting the ground ablaze.

His crotch felt scorching hot as his health rapidly ticked down.

"F***!!!"

Cai Xukun cursed as he scrambled upstairs, losing more than half his health to the flames.

After fully healing again, he laughed—his opponent was just a coward, only daring to use such tricks.

"I don't believe you have more throwables. Out of options now, huh? Heh."

Just as he finished speaking, another Molotov flew through the second-floor window, hit the doorframe, and landed right on him.

"Holy s***!"

He quickly backed away from the door, retreating into a bedroom to heal again.

But now, his meds were nearly gone.

Cai Xukun started to panic—if this continued, he'd get burned alive inside.

Just as he was thinking, another object flew into the house.

Cai Xukun thought it was another Molotov cocktail. Seeing it land near the door, he wasn't worried at all since it wouldn't burn him.

Boom!

A loud explosion stunned Cai Xukun.

This time, it wasn't a Molotov cocktail but a grenade.

Although it was a bit far, he was still caught in the blast and lost a large chunk of his health, nearly emptying his HP bar.

"You mother—don't let me meet you in real life!"

Cai Xukun cursed furiously, but he had no choice and had to continue healing.

After using up the last of his meds, his health only recovered to two-thirds.

Cai Xukun was sweating nervously, afraid the enemy would throw something else to finish him off, so he turned on the all-chat microphone and shouted:

"Brother, brother, can you not kill me?"

Jiang Siming's mic was also on, though he had originally turned it on for Hu Ge.

However, no one except Jiang Siming knew who this duck-like voice belonged to.

"I won't kill you, but you have to drop all your gear, strip down to your underwear, and walk out." Jiang Siming spoke calmly.

"Brother, you must be joking. We are both from China, we should be helping each other. If you do this to me, you're not a true Chinese!"

As soon as Cai Xukun said this, the viewers who had been somewhat sympathetic toward him immediately got angry.

"Is this guy brain-dead?"

"Confirmed, another idiot using patriotism as a shield."

"Dragging nationality into a game? If I were playing, I'd rush in and ** him!"

"This voice is so damn annoying, sounds like a woman."

"Ming God, don't hold back, beat him up!"

…

Even without the audience saying anything, Jiang Siming had already made up his mind.

Another grenade was thrown into the house, deliberately placed at a moderate distance from Cai Xukun.

It was close enough to damage him, but not enough to kill him outright.

-52

His HP dropped to near zero again, and Cai Xukun screamed.

"Brother, brother, let's talk this out! Actually, I'm a celebrity, you definitely know me!"

"Oh? What kind of celebrity? Tell me." Jiang Siming asked casually.

"Actually, I'm Cai Xukun! How about this, if you let me go, I'll add you as a friend after I get out, okay?" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Cai Xukun confidently revealed his name, thinking that any regular player would be ecstatic upon meeting a big-time celebrity like him and start begging for an autograph or a photo like a desperate fan.

However, Jiang Siming showed neither excitement nor anger. Instead, he asked with a blank expression:

"You say you're Cai Guangkun, so you're Cai Guangkun? How do you prove it?"

"Brother, it's Cai Xukun, not Cai Guangkun!" Cai Xukun held back his frustration.

If it weren't for his rare silenced 8x M24, he wouldn't be humiliating himself like this.

"Oh, then how do you prove it?" Jiang Siming remained indifferent.

"Brother, my voice is so recognizable, and you still can't tell?"

"I can't tell. If you don't prove it, I'll throw another grenade." As he spoke, Jiang Siming pulled the pin on a grenade.

Just hearing the sound of the grenade being pulled made Cai Xukun immediately panic.

"I'll prove it, I'll prove it! I can sing! Listen—

Chicken, you are too... beautiful~~ ah ah ah~~ chicken, you are too beautiful~~ ah ah ah~~"

"Not just that, I can rap too! Yo yo, look at this bowl of—"

Boom!

Before Cai Xukun could finish his performance, a grenade flew into his house and exploded.

"You f***ing—! You ￥T$@#%^$##$...."