Cold, shaky, it's a carriage, but judging by that bumpy rhythm, it's definitely a train carriage.

Wang Zongchao woke up from his slumber, and a unique metallic aura stimulated his mouth and nose, but he did not open his eyes immediately, but silently calmed himself down, and slightly moved every small muscle in his body.

"The physical condition is normal, there is no feeling of being hurt or restrained, the clothes are still the same as before the loss of consciousness, but I am wearing a strange metal watch on my right hand!

There is no trace of being anesthetized, and what is even more incredible is that judging from the hunger in my stomach, I will definitely not be asleep for more than twenty minutes!"

Wang Zongchao relied on his incomparable precision control over every musculoskeletal part of his body, and under the slight movement that outsiders could not detect even if he observed carefully, he figured out his current physical condition in a blink of an eye, but even so, he was only more shocked in his heart.

"Who can do this without the slightest notice of me, and in a very short time to move me to a strange place?"

The situation is unknown, Wang Zongchao still pretends to be asleep, but in fact, his whole body is full of strength like a full bow, and he can rise up at any time to defeat the enemy.

"There were several sounds of breathing around, but most of them tended to be steady, probably asleep or unconscious like I had just been. One, two, three...... Oh, three men and two women, five people, then, count yourself as six in a coma. But there is also a waking one, which should be smoking from the rate of breathing...... Well, one is going to wake up. ”

Sure enough, just as Wang Zongchao thought, a person next to him jumped up violently. Then the smoker spoke in a cold voice, "Yes, you are the best one in the people who came this time."

"What is this place? Who are you, why am I here?" asked a young man's voice.

Interesting. The man didn't panic. Wang Zongchao could naturally hear that although the voice trembled a little at first, he was still able to keep his mind undisturbed, and he had basically calmed down by the last sentence.

Now that there is a bird. I don't feel the malice of the speaker. Wang Zongchao did not continue to disguise. I opened my left eye and looked around. The people who spoke just now were two young men of twenty-seven or eighteen years old. One is ordinary-looking. But the criss-crossing scars on the face have turned the otherwise ordinary face into an extremely hideous one.

If ordinary people see him. Surely at first glance he was attracted by the ugly scar on his face and ignored the rest. But Wang Zongchao is different. He noticed the bulge on the man's clothes. From that shape, it looks like it's outside of a pistol. Special attention was also paid to his eyes.

It was a pair of dark eyes. Originally, they were both of the yellow race. It's not surprising that there is no black hair and black eyes. But this person's eyes are the kind of that that seem to annihilate a single ray of light. The darkness of the depths and darkness.

The other is handsome. Wear leather shoes, trousers, and a T-shirt. They are all some mid-to-high-end textures. It sets off his slender body well. I played a little gel and the hairstyle was not messy at all. Shrewd and capable, with a not obviously decadent temperament. It's a standard urban white-collar worker.

Although the eyes of this white-collar young man were a little dazed and at a loss. But his eyes were not distracted. Just stared at the scar-faced youth calmly. His surface made Wang Zongchao reaffirm his mental element. Of course, this is relative to the fact that he is just an ordinary white-collar worker. If you are a professional soldier, this kind of table can only be regarded as qualified.

"Good luck. There is actually another good place. The scar-faced young man nodded and said.

Wang Zongchao just smiled casually, sat down on a train chair beside him, leaned back against the back of the chair, his hands naturally drooped, and seemed to be completely relaxed, even his eyes were slightly closed.

It seems to be easy and freehand, but Wang Zongchao actually gathers all his spiritual energy in the three inches of dantian under the lower abdomen, the thigh muscles are wrapped in a circle, a vertebra falls heavily, and the center of gravity on the tail vertebrae is like a dragonfly dotting water, falling together, and the subtle strength is like ripples in a pond, rippling all parts of the body.

With such a sitting posture, you can pounce and attack in all directions at any time. The current situation is weird, and there is no room for carelessness!

The scar-faced young man's expression changed, and he didn't seem to notice Wang Zongchao's vigilance, and instead said to the white-collar young man, "Think about it carefully, the answer is already in your mind." ”

Wang Zongchao's heart moved, and with this reminder, a piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Do you want to understand the meaning of life? want to ...... Is it really alive?

Yes or no?......"

"I can get here with a selection box on my computer...... Is there really such a ridiculous thing?" Wang Zongchao felt more and more that the situation he was facing was beyond the comprehension of ordinary logic.

At this time, the other five people who were lying down, three men and two women, also woke up one after another, they belonged to the range of normal people in terms of reaction and physical appearance, Wang Zongchao only felt that the girl who woke up the fastest with glasses and a delicate appearance was more prominent, although she was dressed plainly and her temperament was relatively weak, but after waking up, her eyes were more observing and thinking, not like the four of them.

Scarface spoke to them.

"Do you mean that we are now like The Matrix, our consciousness enters the game, and we return to our bodies after playing the game?" asked a little fat man next to the white-collar young man, who had been very irritable.

"I don't know if it's consciousness, but I know that in this game, you're going to get hurt, you're going to be hurt, you're going to die! You newcomers are very lucky, this time the scene is "Resident Evil I.", a very simple sci-fi horror movie, and there are only seven people with difficulty, the danger is low, it's easy to get through, even if you can't pass it, you will die a happy death and not be very painful! The scene we want to enter, each scene is different, maybe you've seen it, maybe you haven't seen it, the main god will add new people every time, and the total number of people in each scene is between seven and twenty people, so this time there are only seven people in the scene, which is already the lowest difficulty. The scar-faced youth said as he pulled out a large desert eagle and adjusted it.

"Cut! How do you know they're going to die? Maybe they're back in the body and happy! I see, it's just a virtual reality game that hasn't been put on the market. The little fat man sneered disdainfully.

The young man was obviously stimulated by this sentence, only to see a cold light flash in his eyes, then bowed, and the next moment, the whole person was like turning into a black panther, and suddenly threw the little fat man to the ground, and the gun in his hand was inserted into his mouth. Crazy tells the horror he encountered in the first horror film. The murderous aura in his eyes was just to hide the fear in his heart.

"Do you want to try? Do you want to see if death can get you out of this cage? Say, say, do you want to try? Hmm? You TMD, something like shit, what do you know? Last time in "Ghost Street I.", there were a total of fifteen newcomers and two veterans, do you know what the ending is? You know? All of them are dead, all of them are dead! Dead in TMD's ridiculous dreams! You know that you see yourself being stabbed with a pair of scissors...... I cut myself like a rag doll, and the ground around me was covered with skin, muscles, intestines, and internal organs like a jigsaw puzzle, but I was still alive, and I had to watch the parts on my body be arranged in different categories, because my eyelids had already been cut off!"

The scar-faced young man's dream-like low words made his eyes instantly turn as red as blood, revealing a naked cold and murderous aura.

"Have you ever been a soldier in the army?" Suddenly, a bland sentence cooled the madness of the scar-faced youth.

"How do you know?" Although the scar-faced young man did not pull the pistol out of the fat man's mouth, his attention had already shifted to Wang Zongchao, who was speaking.

"Your actions of pulling out your gun, rushing forward, and grabbing have traces of the regular army training of the People's Liberation Army!"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the Scarface Youth's eyes: "You are very observant?"

"I don't care how you understand the purpose of your regular military training in the PLA, but it's obviously not so that you can shove a pistol into the mouth of an unarmed ordinary person without saying a word. Wang Zongchao's words were not polite, although he sensed that the murderous aura of the scar-faced young man was more intimidating than substantial, but he was still not used to this kind of behavior.

Hearing this provocative remark, the scar-faced young man stared at Wang Zongchao's eyes narrowed like a cheetah staring at its prey, and the people around him were also very nervous, not knowing what kind of attack he would make next.

However, Wang Zongchao still sat loosely on the back of the chair, and didn't seem to take the pressure of the scar-faced young man to heart at all.

This made the scar-faced young man a little confused, so he just sneered and said, "Do you want to stand up for this waste? I advise you to make less effort, death in the scene is real death! I bet this waste will not live for more than an hour." ”

Lu Xun said that the strong swing their swords at the stronger, and the weak at the weaker. If you only can't get along with people you think are waste, I'm afraid it will only mean that you are a weak person!" Wang Zongchao's next words made the scar-faced young man's face change greatly.

Nightmarish words, blood-red eyes, and hideous scars that were highly congested and ready to burst, this qiē made the scar-faced young man feel a sense of madness and confusion throughout his whole person, and everyone believed that even if he would shoot the fat man with one shot and beat Wang Zongchao into a honeycomb in the next moment, it was completely possible.

However, Wang Zongchao just looked at him calmly, and didn't seem to worry about the gun in his hand at all.

The white-collar young man and the bespectacled, handsome-looking girl had the courage to comfort the scar-faced youth, and finally, the man calmed down, he slowly returned to the original place and sat down, continuing to rub his desert eagle, his bloodshot eyes slowly returning to their normal appearance, "You are right, I am indeed a weak person, in this absurd world, we are all weak people, and we are all fucking toys and ants to be played with!"

Wang Zongchao looked thoughtfully at this scar-faced young man who was as crazy as a madman just now, but now he was decadent and slightly weak, and he was very surprised in his heart. He can clearly feel the other party's breathing and heartbeat frequency, and he knows very well that half of the other party's appearance is really venting, and half is acting. So, why did he do it?

Seeing that the person had calmed down, the bespectacled girl asked softly, "Could it be ...... Can't we really go back to our bodies?"

The scar-faced young man raised his eyebrows and sneered, "That's enough! I just said, I don't want to repeat it again! We're not TMD bullshit consciousness into computer games! Look around you, take a closer look! This is a car in a moving train, you touch yourself, touch the metal walls and floor of this car, smell the disgusting smell of metal oxidation in the air, and pinch your face hard to see if it hurts! Do you still think that the current level of technology can reach this kind of virtual reality technology? Can it? It's the work of TMD gods and demons! And we're ...... We're just a bunch of bugs in costumes, oh, by the way, we've seen Gladiators, right? We're gladiators in the Colosseum! Anyway, I don't think I'll ever make it out of the Colosseum alive!"

As if not seeing the precursor of the man's madness, the bespectacled girl continued, "Not all gladiators die in the gladiatorial arena. Listen to you, the meaning of the words...... Is it really possible to make it back alive?"

The scar-faced young man looked at the girl with glasses in some surprise, "Unexpectedly, this newcomer's Su zhì is really good." You're right, it's possible to go back. Notice that I'm talking about possibility, just possibility. ”

He looked at five pairs of eyes full of hope and said with a sneer, "Every time you complete a mission, that is, someone who is still alive after going through a scene, you will get a thousand reward points. These reward points can be redeemed for many things, including...... It allows you to live for a hundred days in that scene you pass by. ”

A middle-aged man next to the bespectacled girl immediately shouted, "What a joke! Who would go back to that kind of ghost place! That's masochism!"

"I want to ...... What he meant was to choose an area where there was no danger in that scene. The girl in glasses touched her broad forehead and said, "For example, in ...... "Ghost Street I.", except for that town...... Other Places...... Other countries are still safe. …… By the way, can't you take refuge in the Vatican or the Potala Palace and other religious holy places during your mission?"

The scar-faced young man glanced at her, sneered, and said, "You are very imaginative, but unfortunately, I once drove with other people for three days and three nights in "Ghost Street I.", and I thought I had run a long way, but in a blink of an eye, we found that the old team member who was driving the car with a sudden laugh was actually the evil ghost! Moreover, sometimes the main god will limit the location you are in or stipulate a certain task that must be completed so that you have to work hard! In short, no task in this game can make it easy for you to pass. ”

"Is it similar to Gu cultivation or similar to gladiatorial arena?" Wang Zongchao pondered in his heart, but he didn't have a clue.

The scar-faced youth said again: "Look at the watch, if there is a name in the upper left corner, pronounce it." ”

At this time, everyone noticed that he was wearing a black pure metal watch on his hand, which was simple and pure.

"Matthew Addison!"

Several people read it out at the same time, and then they were surprised to see a tall and strong black man with a resolute and calm face among the outsiders, and his whole body glowed with a faint light, which only lasted for a moment, and then the black man returned to normal.

"This is the captain of the mercenaries in the movie, this movie belongs to a specific regional horror film, the plot of the horror film only takes place in this real room, the 'main god' in order to limit the difficulty, in such a horror film, it is impossible to escape too far from the plot area, a hundred meters away from this Matthew Addison, we will ...... Boom is nothing, got it?

In addition, you can also see a restriction: 'Until the first time we close the Flame Empress, we can't reveal the T-virus, zombies, creepers, or laser tunnels to the mercenaries, and we can't open our mouths at all. So, no matter what, we can't avoid contact with zombies. The Scarface Youth explained.

The white-collar young man suddenly asked, "What is that 'Lord God', you have been saying this name before." ”

"The 'Lord God' is supposed to be the thing that governs us into this horror movie cycle, it gives us bonus points, and the huàn is also carried out there, the 'Lord God' is a ball of light, in fact I don't know what it is. The Scarface young man said strangely, and then he introduced some questions about the rules and rewards of the 'Lord God'.

The bespectacled girl nodded, "One last question...... What does that number mean?" she said, gesturing to the countdown number on her watch.

"You have to spend time in this horror movie, and when it's over, you can get back to the 'Lord God' alive, claim your reward, and face the next horror movie. The scar-faced youth took a deep breath of his cigarette.

"Can I ask if we are in the Resident Evil movie, can you tell me what the movie is about. Wang Zongchao is not very interested in movies and games, and it is difficult for him to be interested in horror movies, with his nerves, it is difficult for that pure video and audio stimulation to bring him any pleasure. And the highlight of the horror game, which tests the nerves and reaction speed of ordinary people, is also difficult to get into his eyes.

Everyone looked back at him strangely.

Wang Zongchao's face was as usual: "I'm sorry, I'm not too interested in movie games, I just heard that there is this game." ”

The scar-faced youth was silent for a while, and there was some pity in his eyes when he looked at him.

At this moment, the train gradually stopped. Scarface shrugged and said, "Sorry, the plot will start in three minutes, remember that they will be deducted points for letting them hear about our current topic." Ten points at a time, negative will be deducted at the time of the next reward. If you want answers, it's best to avoid them, but it's better to have someone risk deducting points for you. Try to survive, rookies. ”