"My name is Liu Qingzhi, I am the general manager of the real **** company, it is better to unite than to fight alone, no one knows what is happening in this base, and what kind of danger exists."

The middle-aged man had sincerity on his face, "If it's like some biochemical leak movies, the people in the base have become zombie monsters, then there are more of us, and we can better prevent it, and then determine the reason for the loss of contact with the base." ”

"The task does not stipulate that we cannot help each other, since this is a screening, it is also a judgment of our ability, cooperation is also a kind of ability, and a win-win situation can have a way out."

Liu Qingzhi's words really made many people hesitate on their faces, and even had their hearts moved, and gradually walked to his side, with him as the leader, ready to build a win-win mutual aid action meeting.

But not everyone will believe it and listen to him.

Some of them made up their minds to go it alone, preparing to enter the base to investigate, and in the carriages, looking for tools that could be used as weapons.

They were still wearing real-life clothes, and they didn't have the same costumes and equipment as the investigators who came to explore the base.

Wang Ya watched all this silently, without the slightest intention of getting involved, nor did he have any idea of speaking.

This mission can become a way to understand the rules of the main god space, so that after entering the main god space, you can take the lead.

After all, the physical body is a mortal fetus, and the power of the true spirit must be used at a critical moment, and he will not use the power of the transcendent system outside the main god space.

In this way, it is possible to penetrate the enemy's interior more safely.

He looks very mediocre and low-key, but the trouble will not disappear because of this, the two figures are faintly moving towards his position, tall, with tattoos, full of gangsterism, it seems that there is an underworld background in reality, in contrast, Wang Ya's figure at the moment is slightly thin.

"I just saw it, the guy who disappeared, gave you something."

"Take it out, it's something, you don't want to get hurt before you enter the base, right?" The man with an ugly smile on his face pulled out a knife from his waist, "Or, you don't want to complete the task and just die here." ”

Another tall thin man in a black vest, with long hair and a part of a dragon tattoo on his neck, stared at him suspiciously, blocking part of Wang Ya's retreat.

"Alas!"

A sigh came from Wang Ya's mouth.

"You kid, what are you sighing about, do you really want to find death, and you don't hand over your things." The fat and fleshy man got up, holding a knife, and was ready to stick it to Wang Ya's neck, trying to threaten further.

And yet the next moment.

Bang!

The noise suppressed the noise in the carriage, and it seemed to be the oppressive calm before the madness.

Blood splattered from the center of his eyebrows, and the horizontal meat man with his brain wide open, the eyeballs in his eye sockets exploded like rotten meat, and his fat body collapsed straight down.

"Why are you pushing me?"

"It seems that I really don't fit into mediocrity and low-key." Wang Ya blew the smoke from the muzzle of the Desert Eagle with infinite bullets, and then sighed: "Then I have to be in the limelight and end this interview screening quickly." ”

"The company needs good employees, and interview scores are very important."

The other novice reincarnators looked at Wang Ya's gaze, full of fear, which was the fear of justice in his hands.

When Wang Ya's gaze swept over, they all took a step or two back.

Some of them saw that the situation was not good, and they all directly entered the large alloy steel rope elevator at the base.

The leather shoes stepped on the fallen corpse, not stained with the slightest filth, and when passing by the tall, thin and long-haired figure who had been sluggish, Wang Ya put the muzzle of the gun to his head.

"Who called me kind-hearted, and left you a whole corpse, and went down to accompany your good brother."

Bang!

Another corpse fell.

The pistol had no name, and Wang Ya gave it a name, called the White Dove; In addition to the explosive projectile mode, normal bullets can also be fired.

"Vanishing guide, give the weapon to that guy, he's going to be slaughtered, run."

I don't know who shouted, and a group of newcomer reincarnators ran into the base like a desperate person.

Wang Ya walked briskly and followed into the base.

The recoil of the white dove is nothing to him.

Strong physique, has reached the peak of ordinary people, at the level of an Olympic champion.

"What will be the reason for the loss of contact with the base, I hope it's really a Resident Evil caused by an ordinary underground virus or something, don't be a decryption thing, I don't like Riddlers, and I don't like Riddle events."

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"To break the surface with points, use the most basic rule power to pry more powerful rule power fragments, and determine how many units the complete rule power is composed of, and what kind of conditions can be considered complete."

Inside a black and white bubble in the illusory dream world, the specially built laboratory is more like an altar, very ancient, primitive, and there are traces of blood sacrifice-like rituals, in fact, similar blood sacrifice operations have been carried out by consuming the power of dreams; Wang Ya stood beside the altar, his eyes calm, looking down at the golden light in the center.

It was an ordinary golden flame, not bright, dim like a random candle flame, and in the light and shadow, it looked a little orange.

The sky is like a barrier of night, and there is no light to see, and all the light comes from these golden flames.

The surrounding environment, the scene around the altar, was also pitch black, as if it were the border, and there was no more physical nature of reality.

After all, it's just an environment created by the black and white bubble that consumes the power of dreams.

Everything that has been compiled is as true as possible through the support of the Eyes of Truth database.

The altar is real, the environment is real, the creatures of the blood sacrifice are real, and many of the effects achieved are not bad, but the fire of the sun emitted by the lamp of the dawn in the center may not be completely real.

Wang Ya frowned slightly, looking at the pale golden flame that had not changed much, the lamp of the oil lamp was very slender, and the material was also ordinary metal, and it looked unremarkable, just like a lamp in an ordinary mortal world.

"It's been six blood sacrifices, and it still hasn't changed much, so I can't see the truth of the power of the rules."

"No, it should be said that the part of change does not belong to the true essence of the Dawn Flame, and the changes applied to the surface will be directly blown out like foam under the influence of that touch of rule power."

"It seems that some of the knowledge content from the Immortal Dao civilization cannot support the influence of the rules."

Wang Ya sighed, it may also be because the knowledge content is too low-end, and it can't involve the reflection of the true self immortal in the realm of the heavens.