Chapter 3 I directly owe the Lord God seven points
‘This damn thing really sews together the infinite world and infinite terror. ’
Wu Jie found an iron rod from the train and prepared to fight.
If Infinite Horror were to be adapted into a comic book, the copyright issue would definitely be a huge disaster. Therefore, the infinite world adapted from comics can only create its own original horror film world.
Otherwise, Resident Evil, Alien, The Grudge, The Mummy.
Also Transformers, Jurassic Park.
Especially the copy of the Lord of the Rings in the later stage of the five-group battle. This is really a copyright that Z has sold so much that even Z can’t afford it.
A large number of zombies rushed in from the glass broken by Zhang Jie. God knows why this thing evolved the ability to crawl, but that is not important anymore.
At this time, Zhan Lan recreated a famous scene in the animation, transformed into a Valkyrie, and knocked down a zombie with a fire extinguisher.
Maybe it's a bonus for newbies, but the current zombies are so weak that they can't even catch people reliably.
Wu Jie took a deep breath, his adrenaline was racing. He rushed to the zombie who was knocked down by Zhan Lan with an iron rod, and stabbed the sharp end of the iron rod directly into the zombie's eye socket.
[Kill one T-virus mutant and get a reward point. 】
‘It seems that this is indeed a biochemical copy. In other words, the method of opening the first level of the T virus should be feasible. ’
Seeing Zhan Lan knocking over a zombie again, Wu Jie decisively went up to hit the target.
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. It may be a bit exaggerated to exchange a few reward points for a mountain of gold, but it is definitely more than enough to exchange for a ton of gold.
In the midst of the chaos, the door to the front compartment of the train was opened, and a group of heavily armed mercenaries rushed out. The pistols in their hands kept firing at the zombies on both sides. If it were not for the fear of accidental injury, the automatic rifles would have been fired. The fire started.
"Come here quickly!"
Although it is in English, it is automatically translated into Chinese when it falls on everyone’s ears.
An Shuoyang was the first to run over, and others followed suit.
When there was no need to consider the safety of the hostages, the mercenaries began to demonstrate their enthusiasm for modern thermal weapons.
It was these thermal weapons that made the nomads good at singing and dancing.
After escaping to another carriage, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Feeling the side effects of the adrenaline receding, Wu Jie sat down on a train seat, not wanting to move.
"This is much more exciting than the one-thousand-meter physical test in college."
"Do you only need to run a thousand?" Zheng Zha, who sat next to Wu Jie, discovered a blind spot: "We need to run three thousand."
"One thousand will kill me, three thousand you might as well kill me." Listening to the gunshots coming from the next car, Wu Jie instinctively closed his eyes and asked, "How many people did you kill just now? I killed five."
"Not as many as you, three."
In a life or death crisis, a person's emotions can be most developed. If you want to survive in human society, unless you have the power to change the world and make the world revolve around you, otherwise you can only smooth your edges and corners so that you can integrate into this shit-like world.
And here, the passion in Zheng Zha's heart, which has not been smoothed by society, is gradually drawn out.
"I've knocked over a lot of them too. Why do you still have mood records? Do you have a unique ability for boys?"
Zhan Lan, who was written as a female writer and read as Valkyrie, was sitting next to Wu Jie at the moment. Zheng Zha was very puzzled when he heard this and asked: "After killing the monster, the Lord God will give you a hint."
Zheng Zha's face suddenly stiffened. He heard the warning from the Lord God [revealing the existence of the Lord God's space, 10 reward points will be deducted]
"They can hear us now, so be careful when you speak and don't say anything you shouldn't. Well, the role model is there."
Zhang Jie is in the best condition. Even if he goes by the theory that he has played four games, he still has 4,000 reward points in his hand. The enhancement of these reward points is enough for him to double his physical fitness.
Wu Jie remembered that he had seen a joke about the main god space before. If you can tell whether you are being monitored by plot characters in the main god space, this method will be useful as long as you have not turned on the third-level gene lock.
That is to say a few words related to the main god. As long as there are no points deducted, it means that no plot character can hear you.
This rule is simply not a punishment, but a disguised benefit.
"Done, but what kind of monster is that?"
Matthew, no, it should be James, came over and asked: "As members of Umbrella's security task force, do you know anything?"
"Don't look at us, we don't know anything."
Zhang Jie spoke on his behalf, and James walked away without asking any questions.
This is normal. The identity assigned to them by the Lord God is Umbrella's security personnel. The mercenaries were hired by Umbrella at this time, so they were not actually hostile to the new reincarnations who were acting as security personnel.
Although the combination of An Shuoyang and Li Lan, who are old, weak, sick and disabled, will make people feel that Umbrella's personnel department has either received black money or has cerebral palsy, although I don't know why Umbrella clearly has a professional processing team of USS and UBCS. They would spend a lot of extra money to find their mercenary team to complete the task, but Umbrella was the boss, and it was also an important rule for mercenaries not to ask about the employer's goals.
As an experienced mercenary captain, James could tell at a glance that except Zhang Jie, who had some foundation, the others were more like Umbrella's clerks, cleaners and management.
If Umbrella hadn't given him too much, James would rather lead his own team than bring this group of dragsters.
Wu Jie sat quietly on the train. It seemed that it was safe for the time being.
The current plot has started to deviate at sub-light speed in an unknown direction. It doesn’t matter that Resident Evil 1 has been integrated into the story of "Thorns and Origins". The infinitely terrifying first-generation team combination has also been stitched together.
As an enlightenment work that successfully introduced Wu Jie to the threshold of online writing, Wu Jie has read so many infinitely terrifying fan fiction books, and Wu Jie has even written a few of them himself. Of course, he knows that basically every one of the supporting cast in the Yuanzu Seven Group has been There are a bunch of fan protagonists, and high school student Li Xiaoyi is the hardest-hit area.
Yes, Big Mom and Xiao Pang in the original work were also chosen to become the protagonists of the fanfic.
The same is true for Mou Gang, but he is not as badly penetrated as Emperor Shuai Xi in Alien.
After being warned by the Lord God, Zheng Zha crossed his face and stopped talking. It hurt, it hurt too much.
He killed three in total, but he was deducted ten points for being a bitch, and he still owed seven zombies.
Wu Jie, on the other hand, searched the car with his eyes.