[Zhou Xiang]: Task Manager?

He grabbed his phone and looked around suspiciously, it was still a deserted island, except for the planks under his feet, the rest of the area was basically dirt, and there were only a few trees dotted in the middle, and nothing else.

Everything he had just experienced was like a dream, if it weren't for the crowbar still in the corner, Zhou Xiang would really think it was just a dream.

[Task Manager]: Yes, webmaster.

The phone buzzed and continued to pop up messages.

[Zhou Xiang]: Why do you call me the webmaster?

[Task Manager]: You are the rightful owner of this space station, so you are naturally the stationmaster.

[Zhou Xiang]: Space station? Who are you? Where are you talking to me?

[Task Manager]: This is the space station, I am the space station task manager, the space station management system left to you by the previous stationmaster, I am in front of you.

Zhou Xiang raised his head and looked at the desk in front of him, he was very familiar with this desk, and now when he looked closely, he really saw something different.

In the middle of the two thick large hosts, a black box that did not look very conspicuous appeared, and there was a little green light on it, flashing to show its existence.

Zhou Xiang hurriedly walked over and picked up the black box, "Can you speak?" ”

"Yes." The black box made a sound, and the voice was a very indifferent mechanical sound, which could not be heard by strength or weakness, and naturally it could not feel malice.

It was as if it had been programmed, answering his questions.

Zhou Xiang was excited all of a sudden, although this was not a system that appeared in his mind, but more like a rigid artificial intelligence, but someone told him what kind of place this is, and it was good after all.

"Where is this? Why am I here? What was the purpose of bringing me here? Can I go back? The Zhou Xiang question spat out of his mouth like a cannon, and the green light on the black box flickered like beads.

"This is the space station, stationmaster." The black box said, it flew up from Zhou Xiang's hand, hovering next to his ear, the voice was very small and soft, he could be sure that except for himself, no one else estimated that there was no way to hear the sound of the black box.

"You are the successor chosen by the previous stationmaster, and it is a certain fate to come here, as for going back, it depends on whether you are willing to go back." The task manager said, and then quietly fell silent, as if it wouldn't speak when Zhou Xiang didn't ask.

"I said what exactly is the space station? Could it be such an island suspended in the void? Zhou Xiang asked again, and he opened the notebook again, writing something on it.

"No, the space station refers to the world you are in, due to the departure of the previous stationmaster, most of the energy of the entire space station has been extracted, and the remaining energy has been turned into the mission manager and the island you are on." The black box voice is soft and deep.

"What the hell am I here for?" Zhou Xiang still doesn't quite understand, is he just randomly drawn out to fill the number?

"Every stationmaster has their own special ability, and they will leave after mastering the ability and the world, and you are the same, and the mission of the stationmaster is to ensure the balance of the world and the stability of the space station."

"Just tell me straight, what happens if the space station loses stability?" Zhou Xiang asked, as a part-time online writer, he is too familiar with this kind of conventional routine.

Giving you a set development goal, and then giving you a direction of development, and at the same time marking your future in this direction, except for the absence of a noisy system, other elements are almost everything.

"The stationmaster has been bound to the space station at the moment he came to the world, and the destruction of the space station also represents the end of the stationmaster's life, please be mentally prepared." The black box said.

Zhou Xiang stopped the pen in his hand to make notes, good guy, it is still a rare threat to life in recent years, "If I have been living here, I'm afraid there will be no crisis, I don't know what my first crisis is?" ”

He thought of the scene where he had just escaped, and the wound under his foot suddenly ached, it couldn't be that, right?

The black box shook suddenly, and suddenly flew in front of him, turning into a projector, projecting a picture on the wall in front of him.

I have to say that the white wall in front of me is still a bit useful, at least it can be used as a curtain for the screening of movies, Zhou Xiang complained, and by the way, he focused his attention on the screen.

On the screen is a dark, dull and dead city, but also crazy, with countless walking corpses roaming the city, they are hobbling and slow, and when the camera slowly zooms in, several hyena-like creatures suddenly raise their heads and pounce in this direction!

"Peng!" A loud sound sounded, and an extremely long tongue pierced the hyena's head directly, and at the same time flung it into the other hyenas, killing all the seemingly ferocious monsters.

The image shifts to a four-legged creature with no eyes or even skin, the muscle lines of the exposed brain are even clearly visible, looking for something in the air, and then its gaze continues to look at the camera.

"Roar!" The terrifying tearing howls are creepy, and this savage roar from the depths of the soul seems to evoke the most primitive panic of human beings.

Zhou Xiang was even shocked into a cold sweat at this moment, but this was not over, at this moment, a pair of gray-white big feet fell from mid-air, and without hesitation, he stepped on the body of this creature and cut it off......

The sign at the top of the screen finally shows a crumbling-looking billboard with a red and white umbrella logo printed on it, followed by a festive gold and red lettering, "Welcome to Raccoon City!" ”

It's just that this kind of celebration may not give people joy, and there is an indescribable eerie horror in the stalls where other creatures flock to it.

Immediately, the recorder of the picture began to retreat frantically, until the entire city was included in the picture, and the whole picture slowly went black.

"After 43 days, 7 hours and 5 seconds, Raccoon City docked, please keep the station manager safe and protect yourself at the same time."

After the black box finished speaking, it suddenly lost its light, and even the flashing green light disappeared, and flew back between the two hosts without a sound.

"I ...... I'm ...... wdnmd！！ Zhou Xiang couldn't even speak for a while, he didn't even know how to express his current mood, and finally could only say a simple and rude word,

"Gan!"

Zhou Xiang is not a particularly irritable person on weekdays, nor is he a person who likes to express himself, so even if such a huge crisis is approaching, he does not show a particularly flustered scene, of course, not showing it does not mean that he is not panicked.

The experience just now has already told him that he may be even weaker than he imagined, he has just escaped from a desperate situation, and now he has to return to a desperate situation.

Relying on his current ability, let alone blocking any lickers, tyrants or trackers, he can only finish with any two zombie dogs, and he doesn't have any special skills, the only thing he can rely on is probably only some things in this house......

Zhou Xiang ran to the black box again, wanting to ask other questions, but no matter how he spoke, the black box didn't say a word, as if it was just a small speaker, not some task manager who managed the entire space station.

He's also calling the island the space station now, and that's the original name anyway, isn't it?

"Resident Evil...... Or is it a reset...... Although the large tracker did not come, it does not mean that it does not exist! Zhou Xiang said.

While his mind was still clear, he hurriedly recorded the creatures he saw in the picture just now, even if it was useless, it was better than wandering around like ants on a hot pot here.

He has to plan it well, whether it is life or death, at least this time cannot be wasted!

ps: I'm sending the contract, and when the contract is signed, I'll change it, don't rush it.