Infinite horror begins with Death Comes

Chapter 2 I Need a Team

"OK then."

"We have a lot to do. We need to exchange money, make friends with the protagonist Alex, get a seat at the police station, and find a place to live."

"Well, let's split up and who of you will go and exchange the money?" Xuanzhen took off the watch from his left wrist and a gold necklace from his neck.

"I'll go." Chen Jiaqi took the things and took off her watch and gold ring. The fat boy smiled awkwardly and turned his pockets inside out to show that they were empty. The little gangster girl took off her earrings.

"Then take Liu Yuhao with you, and come back here and wait for me after you find a place to stay."

"Linzhi, is there any problem with you making friends with Alex? I'll go get the seating chart." Xuan Zhen frowned, feeling something was wrong. Do they need to act separately?
The four of them acted separately, and Xuan Zhen went directly to the policeman at the memorial service. After several conversations, Xuan Zhen said that he had nightmares every night, complained and acted pitifully, and then got the seating chart from the policeman.

"The people in the first row were the ones who died in the explosion. There's no need to look. The aircraft accident started from the leftmost side of the fourth row. This is not good." Xuan Zhen stuffed the things into his arms and ran away. The first person on the far left was the middle-aged uncle Chen Jiaqi.

When Xuan Zhen reacted, Chen Jiaqi was here.

"Brother Chen, where can we go to change money?" Liu Yuhao panted as he walked.

"It's probably a pawn shop or something like that. I'm not familiar with America, so let's ask people separately. It will be more efficient." Chen Jiaqi looked at the recycling shop not far away and sent Liu Yuhao away.

Liu Yuhao nodded, and the moment Liu Yuhao walked away, a cold wind blew past.

Chen Jiaqi came to the door of the recycling shop, took out the things in his pocket, and looked carefully at Xuan Zhen's gold necklace. There was an emerald green gem hanging on the gold necklace, which looked very valuable, so Chen Jiaqi moved the gold necklace to another pocket.

However, he didn't know that there was a small hole in the pocket, and the gold necklace slipped out of it and fell to the ground. At this time, a white man hurried by and bumped into his arm, so he didn't notice that the gold necklace had fallen off.

The gold necklace happened to fall into the sewer and hit a mouse. The mouse was frightened and touched a glass ball nearby. The glass ball then rolled down, faster and faster, as if there was no resistance and no gravity.

Until the corner in front, the glass ball hit the wall and bounced up from the sewer, rolling to the side of the road. A car flew by and its tire ran over the glass ball. The glass ball escaped gravity again and flew towards the door of the recycling store like a bullet.

At the door of the recycling store, Chen Jiaqi looked unhappy. The gold necklace he had just put into his pocket was gone. At this time, he remembered that someone touched him, which immediately reminded him of a professional "pickpocket".

He hurriedly looked around for the man and just avoided a glass ball that was whizzing past him. The glass ball hit the screw of the lamppost after several twists and turns. The screw was loose to begin with and fell off after being hit. The lamppost swayed and fell down with a creak.

The glass ball also broke, and one of the sharper pieces fell on the opposite side of the road.

The street lamp made a loud noise. Chen Jiaqi looked up and was so frightened that he shuddered and quickly took a few steps back. The street lamp pole was stuck half a meter away from Chen Jiaqi, unable to move up or down.

"Is that just an accident like this? It shouldn't be a big problem as long as we are careful, right? How can a person be so fragile? Even if it falls down, it can't kill me. Xuan Zhen is really a bit timid." Chen Jiaqi exhaled and felt relieved.

But the story was not over yet. A barefoot black child was frightened by a street lamp and happened to jump onto the broken glass balls. His foot was stabbed and he lost his balance and fell in the middle of the road. The child fell too suddenly and this was an intersection and the truck was running with the green light.

He had no time to brake and had to swerve the steering wheel. The truck knocked down the traffic light pole on the side of the road. This traffic light pole was connected to the fallen street light pole. The street light that was already stuck was moved instantly by this movement.

Just as Chen Jiaqi turned around and was about to leave, he was frightened by the noise of the truck, but before he could react, the electric wire between the two poles seemed to have been polished, or as if Chen Jiaqi's neck was too fragile, the wire cut across Chen Jiaqi's neck like cutting tofu.

Chen Jiaqi was so exhausted that he couldn't figure out how he died.

Then Xiaopang saw this scene from across the street. The head rolled to his feet, and the dead eyes just stared at him.

Xiaopang's pupils shrank as if he was frozen in place.

His mouth was wide open, his lips were trembling, his face was blue, and a clear spring was flowing between his thighs.

"The next one is Todd, and below Todd is Wang Qi, whom I don't know, but he should be one of our players. After Wang Qi, Xie Lingfei, and Ma Jun is the girlfriend of the rich second-generation Carter. Then it's Qin Guofeng's turn, and I'm behind Qin Guofeng. This is a bit troublesome." Xuan Zhen thought while looking for people.

"We have to find them. This kind of accidental death is hard to prevent. And the black man in the plot, the more I look at him, the more I dislike him. Damn, he is so pretentious."

"Seven days. According to the order of death in the movie, there are twenty people, plus twenty-seven plot characters. Even if three die a day, it won't be enough to kill all of them. It can't be that simple." Xuan Zhen found someone to ask about the nearest recycling store, and on the way there he saw a police car whizzing past.

"Todd was shaving in the bathroom at night. When he was collecting clothes, he slipped and fell into the bathtub. As luck would have it, his neck was caught by the clothesline. As luck would have it, there was a bottle of shampoo or shower gel in the bathtub, which spilled out. The bathtub was too slippery and he had no place to gain leverage, so he was strangled to death. This should be the most intact corpse in the entire series.

That means you will be safe this afternoon until Todd dies, and then the third one will come, Wang Qi…” Xuan Zhen hurriedly trotted over, thinking as he ran.

"Oh my god."

Xuanzhen came to the place where the crowd was commotion. Some people were screaming, covering their mouths, and some were vomiting.

I squeezed through the crowd and stood outside the cordon. I saw the headless Chen Jiaqi who was lying on the ground and was being autopsied by the forensic doctor, and the fat boy Liu Yuhao who was being questioned by the FBI. However, Liu Yuhao's lips were trembling, his legs and hands were shaking, his eyes were dull, and his face was blue.

Xuanzhen looked at the covered body, feeling sick in his stomach. He suppressed his discomfort and observed the rusty base of the street lamp, the sparking wires, and a little blood on the wires. He saw a scarred man smoking a cigarette from the corner of his eye. Xuanzhen looked and saw that it was the old player. The old player seemed to notice that Xuanzhen had seen him, so he lowered his head and squeezed through the crowd. Xuanzhen hurriedly chased after him.

"Boy, are you here?" The old player leaned against the wall and took out another cigarette and threw it to Xuan Zhen, who quickly took it.

"My name is Zhang Jie, a veteran of two horror films."

"My name is Xuanzhen."

"You seem to have a lot of questions to ask me, but I may not be able to answer them." Zhang Jie squinted at Xuan Zhen through the smoke.

"Zhang Jie...Brother, Brother Jie, I have a lot of problems, including how to survive." Xuan Zhen looked at Zhang Jie seriously.

"I want to stay alive, but that bastard of a Lord God..." Zhang Jie muttered to himself in a low voice, but Xuan Zhen still heard it.

"I can't help you if you want to survive. I can only pass on some experience, not much." Zhang Jie took out the Desert Eagle and looked at it.

"Thank you." Xuanzhen silently thanked him for the favor.

“The difficulty of a horror movie depends on the number of people.”

"What's the maximum?"

“Twenty people, twenty people is the most difficult.

Let me put it this way, there were only seventeen people in my first horror film, but I was the only one who survived, and two of them were veterans.

In this match, Death is coming. There are 20 players, and I am the only senior player. Do I want to survive? It depends on the weather." Zhang Jie glanced at Xuan Zhen.

"Look at the sky? I wanted to say, "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God," but I am past that age after all.

Brother Jie, can I still go back?" Xuan Zhen lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"Yes, 50,000 reward points. If you collect 50,000 reward points, you can go back with your strengthened body and anything you exchanged in the main god space, and return to the real world together." There was yearning in Zhang Jie's eyes.

"What is the side story used for?"

"Everything is needed to strengthen the bloodline."

"Are there B, A, etc. above the C-level side quest? What's above A? S? There is only one C-level side quest in a copy of the 20-person difficulty level. How can we get higher ones? Are there any hidden missions?" Xuan Zhen spoke a long paragraph as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You are a smart person. There are S, SS and SSS in the A-level side story. How to get them? Complete the task. You can try to get a Miss Qiu and raze this place to the ground. Maybe the Lord God will reward you with an S-level side story and tens of thousands of reward points. How about it? Are you interested?" There was madness brewing in Zhang Jie's eyes.

"No, Brother Jie, tell me, is the real world I am in also a horror movie world in the main god space?" Xuan Zhen looked at Zhang Jie and asked the first question seriously.

"How is that possible? As far as I know, you newcomers and the former veterans are all from China." Zhang Jie's eyes were certain.

"Coming in the flesh?"

"Do you think it's a soul? Or an ideology? Then why don't you try to shoot yourself and see if you can return to reality?"

"Is that so! All from China?" Xuan Zhen frowned in thought.

"There are also foreign teams?" Xuan Zhen's eyes narrowed, with murderous intent in them.

"One team per country?"

Zhang Jie took a deep puff of his cigarette and looked at Xuan Zhen in silence.

"Let's talk about it later. When you return to the main god space alive, you can ask me anything." Zhang Jie looked into the distance with a frown.

"By the way, on the last day, I will be at the protagonist's house. You'd better stay away from me, the farther the better." Zhang Jie turned his head to remind you, then turned and left.

Xuan Zhen did not follow. He looked at Zhang Jie who was leaving and fell into deep thought. Although Zhang Jie did not answer just now, the answer was obvious. There must be other reincarnations. As for whether there was a team from each country, they would have to wait until they returned to the main god space.

"I need a team." Xuanzhen thought of his grandfather, the old man with scars all over his body.

(End of this chapter)