The bright afternoon sun shone overturned the tables and chairs, and in the empty office where there were debris everywhere, a breeze blew, and tiny dust danced in the air. Outside the semi-open floor-to-ceiling window, there was no sound of traffic in the downtown city, and there was only a heart-wrenching, dead-like quiet.

Three men and one woman lay on the floor tilted, and soon they began to wake up from their coma and made instinctive moans.

The middle-aged man with a sharp-mouthed cheek and a long-looking middle-aged man touched his forehead and complained:

"Damn it, every time I teleport, I feel so uncomfortable, my head is as heavy as playing bungee jumping. Can't the Lord God make us feel more comfortable?"

At this time, a somewhat boring voice interface next to him said:

"Brother, stop complaining. Compared to those unlucky guys who have died, we can be lucky if we can open our eyes, right?"

The owner of the voice glanced at the three temporary companions. A smile flashed across his face, which was only considered to be fair, and said:

"Everyone, before you start introducing yourself, I would like to remind you that the activities we participate in can be exchanged for countless props, including many curse props. Such as the Seven Arrow Book of Nail Heads and Death Notes, so it is very unwise to disclose information such as your real name and birth date and eight characters. I suggest that you should use a pseudonym. The fewer real names, the safer people know. Okay, you can call me Data Emperor Aotuman, the abbreviation of Aotuman. My profession is the Gunman, the third mission."

Chu Bai narrowed his eyes and touched the wound that he had healed on his body. He looked at the strange companion in front of him and said:

"Bendo dealer Lao Bai, swordsman, second mission."

The only female among the four, the beautiful cheongsam with a delicate appearance, said:

"Lin Baoer, the spirit fox fairy, is his profession as a dancer. This is my second mission. Brothers have to take care of him!"

The shriveled and thin man who was not very clean was kept cursing. At this time, he also opened his mouth and stretched out his left hand that lacked a finger and said:

"You can call me Jiufing Gambling Saint Jia Dan, I am a puppet master, and I will go on a mission for the third time."

After saying that, Jia Dan licked his lips with unsatisfactory feelings and said with a smile:

"Tsk tsk, long-range, short-range, guerrilla, and auxiliary are all there, it seems that there is only a lack of a professional nurse!"

A young and literary man did not take over the conversation, but instead got up and walked around the messy office, muttering:

"The furnishings seem to be modern technology. Look, this is Apple's tablet, and the Dell desktop is here, but the dust on the table... it's impossible to accumulate it in a week!"

He touched the table with his fingers, looking at the dust as thick as the newspaper, Aotuman fell silent, and he felt that the task might not be easy.

"Ding! The trial mission "The Road to Survival" is opened. All external props are disabled in this world. Main mission 1, the candidate stays in this world for 30 days, Main mission 2, saves 50 survivors to arrive at the safe zone. The team rewards 1,500 points for completion of the mission, and 3,000 points for failure are deducted. Mission 2, complete rewards, each survivor is 100 points, and the task failure is punished - erased! The trial is over, and the points are the negative ones - erased! Single-player optional mission 1, the butcher of the infected, kills 100,000 infected people within the thirty-day period. Mission 2, the special infected killer, kills 100 special infected people. Mission 3, Wasteland Traveler, arrives at the destination within the specified time to achieve this achievement."

Light blue metal and light gold windows, this watch terminal that clearly exudes the sci-fi atmosphere, and the neutral voice that sounded in the minds of the four people, all clearly reminded the content of this trial task. Although Chu Bai did not have much experience to learn from, judging from the changes in his faces of several companions at this moment, he had realized that the world would be very lively, and it would not be easy to take advantage of the troubled waters!

Hearing the instructions from the Lord God, the puppet master Jia Dan was immediately so angry that his face turned purple. He stamped his feet and said:

"Disable foreign props? Your sister, there is such a tricky way to play? Isn't my storage bracelet a decoration? My puppet!"

Aotuman looked around worriedly and persuaded him:

"Brother Jia, save your energy! This is the main god's way of preventing us from plundering fancy lottery. It's a pity that so many resources are so unsightly!"

This young man who claims to be a data emperor is only in his early twenties and looks very much like a gentle college student. He touched his white and ungrateful jaw and laughed, waved his hand and said:

"But then again, this is the first time I have encountered the world of zombie killing. Hahaha, this time it seems to be quite interesting!"

Compared to the temporary companions who might have accumulated a lot of private goods, the poor Chu Bai didn't care about the restrictions on the main god's prohibition of props. Anyway, he now has nothing to do except the clothes he wore. The only weapon, the novice sword given by the main god, was also inserted into Hadra and was taken away by it. Now, Chu Bai is an old sow who is wearing a lot of skin inside and outside, so he naturally cannot understand the big dogs who have a rich waist bag and change the prop flow route. Facing the main god's sudden change of mind, all the family's assets became decorations, and he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood on the spot.

Lin Baoer, dressed up in a colorful manner, snorted coldly and said:

"Hmph, don't just spend my nails on it!"

At this time, Chu Bai, who had thought about the current situation, did not want to easily reveal his experience, carefully took over the conversation and said:

"You all seem to be familiar with this mission world. Can you introduce it to me?"

Hearing the sound, Aotuman, who claimed to be the Data Emperor, seemed to have a casual look at Chu Bai and said:

"Why, do you guys usually don't play games?"

With a embarrassed smile, Chu Bai said embarrassedly:

"I often played when I was young, but last year my daughter was in junior high school and was too busy with work, so I played less of this game."

Nodded without commenting on Chu Bai's explanation, and Aotuman said:

"Oh, you've always watched the Resident Evil movies!"

"Of course, I've passed the game several times!"

Being a teacher is a common problem for human beings, especially those who claim to have some materials in their stomachs, which is even more impossible to resist the temptation of educating others. So, I saw Aotuman talking and said:

"Well, that's easy to deal with. In fact, the end of the biochemical world is roughly the same pattern, all of which are the same routine. At the beginning, the epidemic broke out in some areas, and the 213 authorities covered it. Then the virus began to spread on a large scale. Finally, the dead were everywhere, and the walking dead were chasing the living people in chaos. For example, when we enter this mission world, it is called "The Road to Survival", which is a first-person shooting game. To put it simply, the main opponents are zombies and special infected people who are too large to imagine. The main god's mission prompt just now can prove that the time point we are in is definitely not the latent stage at the beginning of the epidemic, but the main god wants to save more than fifty survivors. It is unlikely that so many living people will be left to save you in the final stage. It should be stuck in the stage of continuous spread of the infection. This matter is really troublesome!"

It is easy to save people for a while, but it is very difficult to save people to save them to the end. A living person is not like a thing, you can do whatever you want. If you can't make the survivors of this trial world absolutely believe in the arrangements and arrangements of the four-person group, even if you barely gather enough people, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not escape in the middle, or do something more extraordinary. In the end of the world, it is better not to be blindly optimistic about human nature.

When Chu Bai thought of this, he suddenly felt a pain in his temple. He sighed and shook his head helplessly.

At this time, Aotuman approached Chu Bai's ear and whispered:

"Hey, I said, to be honest, what mission is this?"

Hearing this, his body couldn't help but tremble. Realizing that his disguise had been discovered, Chu Bai had no intention of continuing to hide it and said:

“…Second time!”

After hearing this, Aotuman showed an incredible expression. After thinking for a while, he suddenly laughed and said:

"Oh, let me guess. You just finished the trial mission for beginners, right? That's no wonder, it seems that you haven't entered the rest area yet!"

Chu Bai, who was already middle-aged, was particularly alert to the deep-eyed temporary companion, and especially his unclear speculative words. Although he did not like those tricks of intrigue, he also knew the simple truth of the sinister and unpredictable hearts of the world. Then, Chu Bai, who was afraid that too much would make mistakes, remained silent and just smiled and said nothing about Ao Tuman's question.

In many cases, the more you say, the more you mistake, so instead of being eloquent, it is better to just be silent.

Chu Bai's move to hang the battle-free card high is very passive, but it also works very well. No matter how much the lotus blooms on the tongue, he can't do anything about it, as if a mouse pulls the turtle and cannot start. Just as Aki Man frowned and thought about how to communicate with Chu Bai, the voice of the main god sounded in the mind of the four people at the same time:

"Ding! In three minutes, the trial officially begins!"

Time is tight! The words of the Lord God never give up, and the trial starts means that everything may happen, including the collapse of this skyscraper. In short, after three minutes, everyone will have to be dying at any time and anywhere.

The props were banned this time, and the three except Chu Bai were very discouraged. The eyes rolled and said:

"Why not find some guys separately! I don't want to fight with those zombies. If I accidentally get infected, death will not be a relief!"

Indeed, for the four outsiders, the possibility of biochemical viruses being infected through the air is very low, because the main god will not issue a task of dying without a doubt, and a life-threatening death is the normal test. However, if they are scratched and bitten by zombies, it is hard to say that this matter is. God knows how the main god defines the boundary between infection and non-infection. If there is no absolute need, it is not necessary to have all physical contact with the zombies. This is common sense in common sense. It is the ideal state to have a non-contact battle with the zombies. Similar to the male and female protagonists in the zombies kissing with an unknown liquid, and the trialists who do not have the halo of the protagonist are unintentionally trying.

"...It's okay to call the Reincarnationist or the Trialist, and it doesn't matter if the candidates are selected. Some guys who are full of superiority like to call the Selected One. Anyway, it's the same thing. After an unexpected death, we are resurrected by the Lord God and pulled us to a different world for trial. Just like a guinea pig, if you are lucky, you may have the chance to return to your own world!"

In order to break his silent guard against Chu Bai, Aotuman, who was in a team to search for weapons, kept talking about the main god and the trial.

Turning around a corner in the corridor, a glass window with fire protection sign appeared on the wall. He went up and smashed the glass with an elbow. He took a fire axe from the shelf. Futuman weighed the weight of the thing and said happily:

"This axe is good. Lao Bai, can you do it too?"

"No need, I can't use an axe, this steel bar looks quite handy."

As he said that Chu Bai was suspected to be a postmodern sculpture from a distance, but in fact it was a strange object welded together by steel bars, steel plates, screws, and nuts. He reached out and pulled a steel bar from the metal object.

This scene made the scene grin and couldn't help but tease:

"Old Bai, you are not practicing your strength, right?"

"When I laughed, I'm just in good health."

After talking to Chu Bai for a few words, seeing that the other party was still tight-lipped, Aotuman had to divert his attention and ran to the end of the corridor. A few seconds later, he poked his head out of the door and said:

"Old Bai, hurry up and throw away the ragged iron! There is something good."

Chu Bai followed him calmly and saw something unusual. At the end of the corridor on this floor of the building, the big room in the boss's office was suspected to be hidden in the door, and it was messy inside, as if it had been looted. Aotuman, who had stepped in first, was smiling and patting a gorgeous knight's plate armor next to the door as decoration and furnishings, greeting Chu Bai.

Futuman stroked the half-body armor with enviousness, which was considered an artwork, and shone with beautiful blue light throughout the body, and said:

"Don't be polite, none of us four are going on the close combat route except you. No matter how good the armor is, it won't come in handy!"

Upon hearing the sound, Chu Bai did not refuse, nodded and said:

"Okay, then I'm not polite."

Although this pair of armor has a strong super Gothic style, it is just a half-body armor, with a total weight of more than fifteen kilograms, and it is not something that ordinary people can do if Chu Bai had not received the strength-enhancing exercise program in Aban's Warrior Special Training, he would probably have greatly reduced his flexibility in his movements even if he barely put on this heavy armor, it would be a big loss.

With the assistance of Aotuman, Chu Bai put the plate armor that had removed some of the accessories on his body. At this time, they felt a shock in their wrists, and the prompt sound of the Lord God sounded:

"The mission begins!"
Chapter completed!