Chapter 1, Awakening

The scar-faced youth said again: "Look at the watch, is there a name in the upper left corner? Read it out loud."

However, Wang Zongchao still sat loosely in the chair, leaning back against the backrest, seemingly not at all concerned about the pressure from the scar-faced young man

Wang Zongchao looked thoughtfully at the scar-faced young man who had just been mad like a lunatic but now appeared dejected and somewhat weak, feeling quite surprised. Being able to clearly sense the other person's breathing and heartbeat, he understood that half of the other person's behavior was indeed a release of emotions, while the other half was an act. So, why was he doing this?

Wang Zongchao felt a stir in his heart; with this reminder, a piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind

"Where is this place? Who are you? Why am I here?" a young man's voice asked

It appears effortless and free-spirited, yet Wang Zongchao actually concentrates all his energy in the lower abdomen, three inches below the navel. His thigh muscles are rounded inward, and a single vertebra hangs heavily, with the center of gravity resting on the tailbone, akin to a dragonfly touching the water's surface. With each rise and fall, subtle energy ripples through his entire body like the gentle waves in a pond.

Interesting. This man surprisingly did not panic. Wang Zongchao could naturally hear that although the voice trembled slightly at the beginning, it still managed to remain composed, and by the last sentence, he had basically calmed down.

Everyone turned around and looked at him strangely

Upon hearing this provocative remark, the scar-faced youth narrowed his eyes at Wang Zongchao like a leopard fixating on its prey, while those around him grew increasingly tense, uncertain of what kind of aggressive action he would take next

With just a selection box on a computer, I could end up here... Is there really such an absurd thing? Wang Zongchao increasingly feels that the situation he is facing has surpassed the understanding of ordinary logic

This posture and demeanor suggest that one could spring into action at any moment, launching an attack in all directions. The current situation is peculiar, allowing for not the slightest hint of carelessness

The words of the scar-faced youth, spoken in a low and dreamlike manner, caused his eyes to instantly turn a blood-red, revealing a stark and chilling aura of murderous intent

Lu Xun once said, "The strong strike at the stronger, while the weak strike at the weaker. If you can only clash with those you consider to be worthless, it is likely that it only indicates you are inherently a weak person." Wang Zongchao's subsequent words caused the scar-faced youth's expression to change dramatically

Wang Zongchao simply smiled casually, sat down on a train seat beside him, leaned against the backrest, with his hands naturally hanging down, seemingly completely relaxed, even his eyes were slightly closed

Although the gaze of this white-collar youth appeared somewhat bewildered and at a loss, it remained unwavering, calmly fixed on the scar-faced young man. His demeanor once again affirmed Wang Zongchao's assessment of his psychological resilience. Of course, this is in relation to him being merely an ordinary white-collar worker; if he were a professional soldier, such behavior would only be deemed acceptable.

What are the conditions and restrictions of mhetushucom.com? Is it similar to raising a poisonous insect or akin to a gladiatorial arena? Wang Zongchao pondered in his heart, yet he had no clear idea.

At this moment, the other five individuals, three men and two women, who were lying down, gradually woke up. Their reactions and physical conditions were within the normal range of human beings. Wang Zongchao noticed that the girl who woke up the fastest, wearing glasses and possessing a delicate appearance, stood out among them. Although she was dressed simply and had a rather frail demeanor, her eyes reflected more observation and contemplation after waking up, unlike the other four who appeared flustered.

The young man was clearly provoked by this statement, as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He then bent down, and in the next moment, he had transformed into a black panther, suddenly pouncing on the chubby boy and forcing the gun into his mouth. He frantically recounted the horrors he had encountered in the first horror film. The murderous intent in his eyes was merely a facade to conceal the fear within.

The "Main God" is presumably the entity that manages our entry into this horror film loop; it grants us reward points, and the exchange also takes place with it. The "Main God" is a sphere of light, and in fact, I have no idea what it truly is. The scar-faced youth said strangely, and then he casually introduced some rules and issues regarding the "Main God" and rewards.

"Fortune is on my side. There happens to be another person of good quality." The scar-faced youth nodded and said

As Wang Zongchao had anticipated, someone beside him suddenly jumped up. Then, the smoker spoke in a cold voice, "Indeed, you are the one with the best quality among those who came this time!"

Wang Zongchao gradually awakened from a deep slumber, a unique metallic scent piercing his nostrils. He realized he was lying on a cold metal floor, and judging by the jarring rhythm, he was undoubtedly in a train carriage. However, he did not immediately open his eyes; instead, he silently calmed himself and subtly moved every small muscle in his body, striving to restore himself to an optimal state without drawing the attention of others.

Do you want to give it a try? Do you want to see if death can help you escape this cage? Speak up, speak up, do you want to give it a shot? Hmm? You damn thing, like a piece of dog shit, what do you understand! Last time in "A Nightmare on Elm Street I", there were a total of 15 newcomers and 2 veterans, do you know what the outcome was? Do you know? They all died, they all damn died! Died in that ridiculous dream! Do you know what it's like to see yourself being cut by a pair of scissors, one cut... Last time in "A Nightmare on Elm Street I", there were a total of 15 newcomers and 2 veterans, do you know what the outcome was? Do you know? They all died, they all damn died! Died in that ridiculous dream! Do you know what it's like to see yourself being cut by a pair of scissors, one cut... one cut like cutting a rag doll, with pieces of skin, muscle, intestines, and internal organs scattered all over the ground like a puzzle, yet you are still alive, and you have to watch as the parts of your body are neatly arranged, because my eyelids have long been cut off!

This left the scar-faced youth somewhat perplexed, so he merely sneered and said: "Do you want to stand up for this waste? I advise you to save your effort; dying in this scene is true death! I dare say this waste won't last an hour."

Are you saying that we are now like in "The Matrix," where our consciousness enters the game, and after finishing the game, we return to our own bodies?" asked a rather unremarkable chubby young man beside the white-collar worker, his demeanor consistently agitated

I want... his meaning is to choose a place in that scene where there is no danger. The girl with glasses touched her wide forehead and said: For example, in A Nightmare on Elm Street I, apart from that town, other places... other countries are still very safe... By the way, during your mission, can't you run to sacred religious sites like the Vatican or the Potala Palace for refuge

At this moment, everyone noticed a watch on their wrist made of solid black metal, with a style that is both ancient and pure

"How did you know?" Although the scar-faced youth did not pull the handgun from the fat man's mouth, his attention had already shifted to Wang Zongchao, who was speaking.

The situation remains unclear, and Wang Zongchao continues to feign deep slumber. However, in reality, his entire body is like a fully drawn bow, brimming with strength, ready to spring into action and subdue the enemy at any moment

Several people recited it simultaneously, and then they were astonished to see among those foreign soldiers a tall, strong, and resolute-looking Black man emanating a faint glow. This glow lasted only for a moment, after which the Black man returned to normal.

Seeing that the person had calmed down, the girl wearing glasses softly asked, "Is it really impossible for us to return to our own bodies?"

Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you truly want to live? Yes or no?

May I ask, since we are discussing the movie Resident Evil, could you tell me what this film is actually about? Wang Zongchao does not have much interest in movies or games, and he finds it difficult to be intrigued by horror films. For his nerves, the mere audiovisual stimulation is unlikely to provide him with any pleasure. Similarly, the aspects of horror games that test the nerves and reaction speed of ordinary people also fail to capture his attention. Moreover, he finds it hard to be interested in horror films, as the pure audiovisual stimulation does not bring him any enjoyment. The elements of horror games that challenge the nerves and reaction speed of the average person are also unlikely to appeal to him.

The scar-faced youth seemed to have not noticed Wang Zongchao's vigilance, and turned to the white-collar youth, saying, "If you think carefully, the answer is already in your mind."

Your actions of drawing the gun, lunging forward, and executing the capture show traces of formal military training in the country

However, Wang Zongchao merely gazed calmly at him, seemingly unconcerned about the gun in his hand

It seemed as if the girl with glasses did not notice the signs of madness in the man, and continued to ask: "Not all gladiators die in the arena. From what you said, it implies... is there really a possibility of returning alive?"

A middle-aged man next to the girl with glasses immediately shouted, "What kind of joke is this! Who would go back to that kind of hellish place! That is self-torture"

The scar-faced youth looked at the bespectacled girl with some surprise, "What a surprise, the quality of the newcomers this time is indeed quite good. You are right, there is indeed a possibility of returning. Note that I said possibility, just a possibility."

If an ordinary person were to see him, they would undoubtedly be immediately drawn to the ugly scar on his face, overlooking everything else. However, Wang Zongchao was different; he not only noticed the bulge on the man's clothing, which from its shape appeared to be a handgun, but he also paid particular attention to his eyes

Since there was a whistleblower, he could no longer sense the malice of the speaker. Wang Zongchao stopped pretending and opened his left eye to look around. The ones who had just spoken were two young men in their late twenties. One had an ordinary appearance, but the scars crisscrossing his face transformed an otherwise unremarkable face into a very hideous one

The scar-faced youth fell silent, and there was a hint of pity in their gaze.

At that moment, the train gradually came to a stop. The scar-faced young man shrugged and said, "Sorry, the plot will start in three minutes. Remember that discussing our current topic will result in point deductions. A deduction of ten points will be subtracted from the next reward. If you want the answer, it is best to avoid them, but it would be better if someone takes the risk of losing points to tell you. Keep trying to survive, rookies"

You must remain in this horror film until the time is up; once the time is completed, you can return alive to the 'Main God' to receive your reward, and then face the next horror film said the scar-faced youth as he took a deep drag from his cigarette

I do not know whether it is consciousness, but I know that in this game, one can get injured, feel pain, and die! You newcomers are quite lucky; this time the scenario is "Resident Evil I," a very simple sci-fi horror film, and it has a difficulty level of only eight people, with low danger and easy to pass. Even if you do not succeed, you will die pleasantly without much suffering! The scenario we are about to enter is different each time; it may be one you have seen or one you have not. The main god always adds newcomers, and the total number of people in each scenario ranges from seven to twenty. Therefore, this time there are only eight people in the scenario, which is already close to the lowest difficulty. " The scar-faced youth spoke while drawing out a large Desert Eagle and adjusting it.

The scar-faced youth also began to tell them.

How do you understand the purpose of your military training in the country? I don't care, but it is evident that it is not to enable you to shove a handgun into the mouth of an unarmed ordinary person at the slightest disagreement. Wang Zongchao's words were not polite; although he sensed that the scar-faced youth's murderous intent was more intimidating than substantial, he still could not tolerate such behavior

The scar-faced youth cast her a glance, let out a cold laugh, and said: "You have quite an imagination, but unfortunately, I once drove for three days and nights with others in 'A Nightmare on Elm Street I', thinking I had gotten far away. However, in the blink of an eye, we discovered that the old teammate who was suddenly laughing maniacally while driving was actually that evil spirit! Moreover, sometimes the main deity will restrict your location or impose a task that you must complete, forcing you to fight desperately! In short, there is no task in this game that will allow you to pass easily"

Wang Zongchao, with his precise control over every muscle and bone in his body, was able to quickly ascertain his current physical condition through subtle movements that even the most careful observer would not notice, yet despite this, he felt an even greater sense of horror within himself

He glanced at the five pairs of hopeful eyes and said with a cold smile, "For every task completed, those who survive through a scene will receive 1,000 reward points. These reward points can be exchanged for many things, including... the ability to live for 100 days in the scene you have passed through"

"Cut it out! How do you know they will die? Perhaps they have long since returned to their bodies and are living happily! I see this as just an unlaunched virtual reality game," the chubby boy scoffed.

Those were eyes of pitch-black pupils. Although they belonged to a person of Asian descent, and black hair and black eyes are not surprising, this individual's eyes possessed a depth of darkness that seemed to absorb all light, an enigmatic and profound blackness.

The physical condition is normal, with no feelings of being harmed or restrained. The clothing is the same as before losing consciousness, except for a strange metal watch on the right hand. There are no signs of having been anesthetized, and even more incredibly, judging by the hunger in the stomach, the duration of unconsciousness definitely does not exceed twenty minutes

Wang Zongchao, with an expression as usual, said: "I apologize, but I am not particularly interested in movie games; I have only heard of this game."

Matthew Edison

The other one was handsome, dressed in leather shoes, dress pants, and a T-shirt, all made of mid to high-quality materials, which complemented his tall and slender figure well. His hairstyle, slightly styled with gel, was impeccably neat, exuding a blend of shrewdness and competence with just the right touch of nonchalance, which added to his charm. He appeared to be a quintessential urban white-collar worker

This is the captain of the mercenaries in the movie. This film belongs to a specific regional horror genre, and the plot of the horror film only takes place in this laboratory. The 'Main God' restricts the difficulty, so in such horror films, it is impossible to escape too far from the plot area. If we move more than 100 meters away from Matthew Addison, we will... with a bang, everything will be gone, understand? ... with a bang, everything will be gone, understand? Additionally, you will see a restriction: 'Before the first shutdown of the Flame Queen, it is impossible to disclose the existence of the T virus, zombies, and crawlers to the mercenaries, nor can we reveal the existence of the laser passage.' Note that it is 'impossible.' As long as we have the intention to disclose this to them, the 'Main God' will prevent us from speaking at all. Therefore, we cannot avoid contact with zombies under any circumstances," explained the scar-faced youth.

The white-collar youth and the girl with glasses, who had a delicate appearance, mustered their courage to comfort the scar-faced young man. Eventually, he calmed down and slowly returned to his original spot to sit down, continuing to clean his Desert Eagle. His bloodshot eyes gradually returned to their usual state. "You are right, I am indeed a weakling. In this absurd world, we are all weaklings, mere toys and ants at the mercy of others!"

Upon hearing this, the scar-faced youth's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise: "You have keen observation skills?"

"Have you ever served in the military?" Suddenly, a statement delivered in a very flat tone brought the frenzy of the scar-faced youth to a halt

There are several sounds of breathing around, but most of them tend to be steady, likely indicating that the individuals are either in a deep sleep or unconscious like I was just moments ago. One, two, three... oh, three men and two women, five people in total, so that makes six of us in slumber. However, there is one person awake; judging by the frequency of their breathing, they must be smoking. ... ... Hmm, one of them is about to wake up.

Nightmarish words, blood-red eyes, grotesque scars that are highly congested and on the verge of bursting, all of this gives the scar-faced youth an overwhelming sense of madness and chaos. Everyone believes that it is entirely possible for him to shoot the fat man dead in the next moment and turn Wang Zongchao into a beehive.

The scar-faced youth raised his eyebrows and coldly laughed, "Enough! I just said it, and I do not wish to repeat myself! We are not some damn nonsense consciousness entering a computer game! Look around you, take a good look! This is a compartment of a train that is currently in motion. Touch it yourself, feel the metal walls and floor of this compartment, smell the disgusting metallic odor in the air, and pinch your own face hard to see if it hurts! Do you still think that the current level of technology can achieve such virtual reality? Can it? This is the damn work of gods and demons! And we... we are just a bunch of bugs dressed in costumes. Oh, by the way, have you seen "Gladiator"? We are the gladiators in the arena! Anyway, I do not think I can walk out of this arena alive!"

"Who can achieve such a level of making me faint without the slightest detection and transferring me to an unfamiliar place in an extremely short period of time?"

The girl wearing glasses nodded and said, "The last question... what does this number represent?" She pointed to the number that was counting down on the watch.

Then the white-collar youth suddenly asked: "What is that 'Lord God'? You have been mentioning this name all along."