"My name is Liu Qingzhi, and I am the general manager of Reality **** Company. It is better to work together than to fight alone. No one knows what is going on in this base and what dangers there are."
The middle-aged man said with sincerity on his face, "If it's like some biochemical leak movies, where everyone in the base turns into zombie monsters, then with more of us, we can take better precautions and determine the reason why the base lost contact. .”
"The task does not stipulate that we cannot help each other. Since this is a screening, it is also a judgment on our abilities. Cooperation is also a kind of ability. Only by win-win can we find a way out."
Liu Qingzhi's words really made many people look hesitant on their faces, and some of them were even moved, and gradually came to his side, with him as the leader, preparing to build a win-win mutual aid action meeting.
But not everyone will believe it and listen to him.
Some people made up their minds to fight alone and prepared to enter the base to investigate and search in the carriages for tools that could be used as weapons.
They were still wearing clothes from real life, and they did not have the clothes and equipment suitable for investigators who came to explore the base.
Wang Ya watched all this silently, with no intention of getting involved or any thoughts of speaking.
This mission can be used to understand the rules of the Lord God's Space, so that you can take advantage of it after entering the Lord God's Space.
The physical body is mortal after all, and the power of the true spirit must be used at critical moments, and he will not use the extraordinary system power outside the main god's space.
Only in this way can we penetrate into the enemy's interior more safely.
He seemed very mediocre and low-key, but the trouble would not go away. Two figures were faintly approaching his position. They were tall, with tattoos, and full of gangsterism. They seemed to have a gangster background in reality. In comparison, Wang Ya The figure at this moment is slightly thin.
"I just saw that the guy who disappeared gave you something."
"Take it out, what is it? You don't want to get injured before entering the base." The man with an ugly smile on his face pulled out a knife from his waist, "Or maybe you don't want to complete the mission? Just die here."
Another tall, thin man wearing a black vest, with long hair and a part of a dragon tattoo on his neck, stared at him covertly and blocked part of Wang Ya's retreat.
"well!"
A sigh came from Wang Ya's mouth.
"You kid, what are you sighing for? Do you really want to die? Why don't you hand over your things?" The fat man became fierce and held up a knife, ready to put it against Wang Ya's neck in an attempt to further threaten him.
But the next moment.
boom!
The noisy voice suppressed the noise in the carriage, and seemed to be the suppressed calm before the madness.
Blood splattered from the center of his brow, and the fleshy man's brain exploded. The eyeballs in his eye sockets exploded like rotten flesh, and his fat body collapsed straight away.
"Why are you forcing me?"
"It seems that I am really not suitable for being mediocre and low-key." Wang Ya blew the smoke from the muzzle of the Desert Eagle with unlimited bullets, and then sighed: "Then I have no choice but to show off and end this interview screening as soon as possible."
"The company needs good employees, and interview scores are very important,"
The other novice reincarnators looked at Wang Ya with eyes full of fear, which was the fear brought about by the justice in his hands.
When Wang Ya glanced over, everyone took a step or two back.
Some who saw the situation unfavorably entered the base's large alloy steel rope elevator directly.
The leather shoes stepped on the fallen body without being stained by any dirt. When passing by the tall, thin, long-haired figure who had become sluggish, Wang Ya put the muzzle of the gun against his head.
"Who can tell me to be kind-hearted? I will leave your body intact and go down to accompany your good brother."
boom!
Another body fell.
The pistol has no name, but Wang Ya gave it a name, called White Pigeon; in addition to the explosive mode, ordinary bullets can also be fired.
"The disappearing leader gave the weapon to that guy. He is going to massacre. Run away."
I don't know who shouted, and a group of new reincarnators ran into the base like a desperation.
Wang Ya walked briskly and followed into the base.
The recoil of the white pigeon was nothing to him.
His powerful physique has reached the pinnacle among ordinary people and is at the level of an Olympic champion.
"What could be the reason for the base's loss of contact? I hope it's really a biohazard caused by an ordinary underground virus. It must not be a decryption thing. I don't like the Riddler, let alone the Riddle incident."
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"Use the Arrancar and the most basic rule power to leverage the more powerful rule power fragments to determine how many units the complete rule power is composed of and what conditions it must meet to be considered complete."
Inside a black and white bubble in the illusory dream world, a specially built laboratory is more like an altar. It is very ancient, primitive, and has traces of rituals like blood sacrifices. In fact, similar rituals have been performed by consuming the power of dreams. Blood sacrifice operation; 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 randomly lit candle, and looked a little orange under the light and shadow.
The sky is like a night barrier, with no light visible. All light comes from these golden flames.
The surrounding environment and the scene around the altar are also pitch black, as if it is the border and cannot have more realistic physical properties.
After all, it is just an environment created by the black and white bubble consuming the power of dreams.
Everything compiled is as absolutely authentic as possible through the support of the Eye 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 exactly the same, but the sun fire emitted by the sun lamp in the center may not be complete. reality.
Wang Ya frowned slightly, looking at the pale golden flame that had not changed much. The oil lamp was very slender and made of ordinary metal. It looked ordinary, just like a lighting lamp in the ordinary mortal world.
"I've made blood sacrifices six times, but there's still not much change. It doesn't allow me to see the true power of the rules."
"No, it should be said that the changes are not part of the true essence of the Sun Flame. The changes applied to the surface will be blown out directly like bubbles under the influence of the power of rules."
"It seems that some of the knowledge content from the Immortal Civilization cannot support the influence involving rules."
Wang Ya sighed, maybe it was because the knowledge content was too low-end and could not relate to the realm of the Immortal of True Self that reflects the heavens.
