Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 149 Eat my God-killing Stone!
"Flesh and blood have gathered together, and intelligent machines have awakened. The human beings in this world have suffered too many disasters."

Chen Xingzhi read all the information he found from every corner of the factory, and felt sincerely sad for the human beings in this world.

The human civilization in this world is most likely over, with only some low-intelligence flesh-and-blood aggregates and emotionless killing machines left to roam the world.

Chen Xingzhi didn't care about this. They were all targets he wanted to eliminate anyway, so he would kill both of them equally.

"Forget it, this factory has been completely transformed, it's time to go out and explore."

He didn't know what the doomsday in the mission was, nor did he know how to survive it, so he planned to go out and investigate to find clues.

In order to save time, he simply took a look through the future vision. In an instant, he saw hundreds of future possibilities.

If he hadn't disconnected in time, the surging possibilities would probably have blown him to pieces.

"What's going on in this world? Why has the ability to predict the future been so greatly enhanced here?"

Futurism can be considered a form of predictive ability, and prediction has always been closely connected with the world.

In this world, future vision has obviously been greatly enhanced, otherwise he would not be able to see hundreds of future possibilities at once.

"Fortunately, I cut it off in time, otherwise the brain of this incarnation would not be saved." Chen Xingzhi shook his head, dispelled the dizziness, and began to filter the information he needed.

". About fifteen kilometers to the southwest, there is a survivor camp where thousands of players have gathered."

The player can interact with his NPC template, which may be related to the doomsday and needs to be investigated.

After finding the information he needed, he breathed a sigh of relief and headed to the camp in person.

He had already thought of a reason to contact those players. Next, it was time for NPC Xuanjun to appear.

In the Black Iron Camp, Chief Ke Han breathed a sigh of relief.

He originally thought that these thousands of people who appeared out of nowhere would be difficult to deal with, and he thought about having to go through a tough battle or argument. But who would have thought that he just said a few simple words and made them run to work happily.

It was as if they could gain some benefit from their own words, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why they would work so hard, even risking their lives to kill the zombies.

"How is this possible? Getting any benefit from words is too unbelievable." He laughed at himself and felt that he was stuck in fantasy time.

"But these people are really useful. They are so useful that they don't even seem like people from our world."

He had some suspicions in his heart, but without any substantial evidence, it was just an idea.

As long as it doesn't involve the camp, it doesn't matter what those people do, right?
"No, are they able to anger such a huge aggregate of flesh and blood?" Ke Han looked at the mountain of flesh at least ten stories high that had broken out of the ground in the distance and broke out of cold sweat.

Damn it, he had specifically surveyed the surrounding environment before setting up the camp here. Except for the factory more than ten kilometers away, there were no particularly powerful flesh and blood aggregates nearby.

But if this is true, then where did this mountain of meat come from?

"I guess this means that this meat mountain has always been hidden underground, and my camp is built next to it?"

The sturdy man's already tanned face became even darker. He immediately notified everyone in the camp to pack up their belongings and prepare to escape before the meat mountain arrived at the camp.

At the same time, the players outside the camp were also stunned. They looked at the flesh and blood monster that was at least 30 meters tall and exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh my god, is this going to be such a blast right from the start?"

"How did Wings of Redemption get this game approved? How could such a bloody scene be released?"

"Luckily I set up a filter so that the bloody scenes would be directly replaced with yellow-brown. Wait, this is even more disgusting!"

These players pointed at the Roshan, screamed, and made comments, but no one was afraid and ran away.

Because they are immortal, they are players who can be resurrected infinitely. To describe them in one sentence, it is:

"It's worth the money to see such exciting scenes, even if I die!"

Most players stopped and watched, while some brave ones even ran towards the Roshan, trying to take close-up photos or attack the Roshan.

However, their levels were still too low, and they couldn't even break the defense of the meat mountain. They were pulled in by the arms that stretched out from the flesh and blood, and their health instantly dropped to zero.

"I don't lose any health when I hit it. How can I beat it?" A player who was resurrected outside the camp was so angry that he broke the stick in his hand that was used as a weapon.

"Is it possible, I mean possible, that this is a cutscene and we don't have to fight it?"

One player pointed up into the air, and the people next to him looked in the direction he was pointing.

I saw a pitch-black figure floating in the air. His extremely thin body compared to the meat mountain blocked the path of the meat mountain.

"You can only go here and not go beyond this." The dark figure held up a stone covered with dark blue lines in one hand and spoke.

The Meat Mountain stopped moving forward, and countless eyes on its body looked at him, roaring threateningly.

The two sides just faced each other quietly, and the atmosphere became tense. Due to the huge size difference between the two sides, even the players became nervous for the dark figure.

After ten seconds of stalemate, the Meat Mountain could not help but attack. Its huge body hidden underground began to move, and countless bloody limbs with fangs and sharp teeth tore through the ground, surrounding its enemy and strangling him.

Faced with the fierce attack, the dark figure remained unmoved, but the players on the ground were so anxious that their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.

"Will this cutscene end in tragedy?" they speculated.

However, in the next moment, things took a new turn.

The dark figure - that is, Chen Xingzhi, raised the Abyss Suppressing Stone in his hand and smashed it down towards the meat mountain.

There were no fancy special effects. Under his pure strength, as well as the level of the Abyss Stone itself, the part of the meat mountain exposed on the surface was instantly flattened, as if hit by a meteorite, leaving a large pit of flesh and blood on its surface.

This attack not only broke its blockade, but also severely damaged its body hidden underground.

"A hundred kinds of martial arts, this is the stone that hits the gods."

Chen Xingzhi raised his hand and the Abyss-Suppressing Stone appeared in his hand, ready to smash the meat mountain into a paste at any time.

The meat mountain was hit so hard by the stone that it lost its temper. Its only remaining eye stared at the stone in his hand. It was so frightened that even its originally frantic consciousness became much more rational.

Driven by the instinct of survival, it even recalled the memories of countless people who were buried by madness and hunger, and made sounds to beg for mercy.

"Spare, spare my life!"

"At this moment?" Chen Xingzhi sneered and dropped the Abyss Stone in his hand. "Are you kidding me?"

This time, he even used the domain of the Abyss Suppressing Stone. The fifth-level domain rules marked every bit of flesh and blood in the entire meat mountain, assisting the suppressing stone in making precise strikes.

This time, it no longer had a chance of survival. Every inch of its flesh and blood was crushed into a paste by the power of the rules of the stone.

[Kill the fourth-level initial meat mountain and gain 5000 reincarnation points. ]

"Average." Chen Xingzhi wiped the meat paste attached to the Abyss Stone and made a simple comment.

The players on the ground were stunned. One of the players who recorded the whole process took a look at the video and took a deep breath:
"The confrontation lasted ten seconds, but the fight lasted less than five seconds. Why didn't he attack right from the start?"

"You don't understand this," said a player who claimed to be well-informed. "Fights between masters often last very short periods of time, but are very costly. This is why the man in black took action after his persuasion failed."

"You have a very vivid imagination, but you have too many words, so I'll mess with you."

"Did anyone record the fight just now? I want to post it on the forum."

The players were in a mess, some were busy browsing the forum, while others wanted to touch the corpse of Meat Mountain to see if they could obtain some high-level materials.

Unfortunately, Chen Xingzhi had anticipated this situation and deliberately guided the power of the Abyss Stone's rules to completely transform the meat mountain's corpse into useless meat paste, in order to prevent the players from getting such benefits right from the start.

Well, it can’t be said to be useless. At least it is a good source of biomass for his insect swarm.

"That guy is coming down. Let's see if we can trigger the mission from him."

As soon as they saw Chen Xingzhi fall to the ground, the players took action and moved closer to him.

Some people even used the detection skills that came with the novice gift pack to detect him, but the results they got were all "???".

"Hiss, my detection technique has no effect on him at all. All I detected were question marks."

"How high is this person's level? Could he be a novice mentor in the early stages?"

Chen Xingzhi was not disturbed by the players who gathered around him and the detection spells that were thrown at him. Instead, he was eager to try: "It's time to verify my guess."

"Who are you? Why are you gathered around a small camp?" he pretended to be puzzled.

"We are the human race that was frozen when the apocalypse just happened. We have only recently awakened and walked out of the shelter." A player who looked more clever answered immediately, and it was not known whether this was the background arranged for them by the game system.

Of course, just as there are people like him who take the game seriously, there are also those who play around. Outrageous answers such as Alpha Centauri, members of the Time Management Bureau, etc. have all come out.

Some even said that they were reincarnations from the main god space, which made Chen Xingzhi's eyes twitch.

There are also some completely incomprehensible voices mixed in. It is probably because the game system has filtered out information about the game and the players.

He ignored all those outrageous answers and just played the role of an NPC, mechanically replying: "I see, so what are you going to do next?"

Isn't this a sign that the mission is triggered?

The clever player was overjoyed and quickly said, "We haven't decided what to do yet. Do you have any recommendations?"

"I took the bait." Chen Xingzhi held his chin with one hand, thinking, and said, "Well, I have encountered some problems recently. Can you help me solve them?"

The moment he made the request, the players in front of him became excited, as if they had received some kind of reward.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he thought to himself: "As expected."

(End of this chapter)