Those who reincarnate must die.

"What a coincidence?"

Hearing Xu's words, Zhang Lang was a little surprised. He had just experienced the Canyon competition, and he didn't expect to come to a mission with special rules!

"It's not exactly a coincidence!" Xu explained.

"After all, there are thousands of altars in total, and countless reincarnators. Every month, many special rules appear for missions. Some are based on specific conditions, and sometimes they are initiated by certain reincarnators. Moreover, the time limit for issuing recruitment notices is usually one mission cycle, about one month. Now you don't have to worry about those messy recruitment restrictions, so I can basically see special rules every time..."

"However, most special rule missions are rather boring, highly dangerous, and not very rewarding. You weren't strong enough before, so it's better to snipe reincarnators in normal mission worlds. That's why I haven't signed you up for missions often..."

"But this one is alright! It's called the Lucky Draw, and the recruitment criteria are: ordinary offerings, at least one defensive reward, and no weapons or offensive items are allowed..."

"A strange name, a strange request..."

Zhang Lang frowned. "Weapons are prohibited, so that means armor and other items are allowed?"

"If you take a look at the general rules, you won't find it strange!" he said with a forced smile.

"A total of eight reincarnators are required, each locked in a different cell. They can see what the other cells look like through surveillance cameras. Then the altar will present a challenge, which could be answering a question, performing an action, or completing a task. In short, the first person to complete it will become the lucky winner of this round!"

"The lucky winner will be presented with four random options, each representing a punishment that will affect the other seven people in the room. However, the options are hidden, and the lucky winner can only draw them randomly. The punishment could be a devastating attack or just a harmless tap on the head with a hammer and balloon. This continues round after round until only one person remains! That person will ultimately receive a reward of one thousand points!"

"Of course, if you're lucky enough to successfully kill a Reincarnator, you'll get 300 points per kill. In other words, winning this match could theoretically earn you a maximum of 3,400 points, but a minimum of 1,300... A reward of around 2,000 points isn't much for you right now, but for most Reincarnators, earning over 1,000 points from a single mission is a dream come true! This special rule mission is quite rewarding! It's worth gambling with an 80% survival rate!"

"In other words, it's a test of defensive capabilities..." Zhang Lang stroked his chin. "Luck is important, but at the same time, the stronger a reincarnator's survival skills, the greater their chances of survival!"

"That's right!" Xu nodded. "Want to try? I don't know what kind of punishments are inside, and some you might not be able to withstand!"

"The offerings are limited to ordinary items, the reward isn't high, and you sound relaxed, so it shouldn't be too difficult!" Zhang Lang readily agreed, "Interesting, let's give it a try!"

"Didn't scare you!" Xu chuckled. "Alright then, is there anything we need to prepare, or shall we teleport now?"

"Let's go now!" Zhang Lang glanced up. "Luckily, no one's paying attention right now... In their eyes, I've only been missing for an hour at most..."

"Alright, let's set off now!"

After saying this, black flames erupted from Zhang Lang's body, taking him away from this world...

Shortly after Zhang Lang left, in the center of Shengjing town, space began to distort unnaturally…

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Zhang Lang appeared in a pristine white room.

The room is a cube, about five meters long, wide and high. There are no windows or doors around it, only a large number "5" on the ground, which probably means room number five.

Zhang Lang went to the wall and tried to cut it with his divine weapon. He could make shallow scratches, and the material seemed to be much harder than steel! He tapped it lightly, but couldn't measure the thickness.

He had assumed that the cage Xu had mentioned was a traditional iron cage, and had even planned to violently break it open to kill the other reincarnators. But now it seemed he had been too naive.

Let's just follow the rules of the game honestly...

Just then, eight images were suddenly projected onto the pristine white wall. Each image showed the same white cubic room, and each room contained a person. The fifth image showed Zhang Lang. As for the other seven, they must be the reincarnators competing with Zhang Lang.

From left to right, they are number one to number eight. Zhang Lang began to observe each of these people.

Room One: It was occupied by a burly man whose physique was no less imposing than Zhang Lang's. He was wearing a tight-fitting bodysuit and a helmet. On his left wrist was a mechanical-looking bracelet, which appeared to be a shield-generating device capable of creating an energy shield.

Room number two contained a tall woman dressed in a magnificent metal breastplate, over which was a chainmail shirt, a visor, and a lamellar skirt. She carried a tower shield on her back and two round shields in each hand.

This outfit looks a bit mismatched, but it does protect your teeth!

In room number three, there was a short, stout man dressed very casually, but signs of protective clothing could be seen on his cuffs and ankles. He was wearing a loose hoodie with the hood pulled up over his head, and it was vaguely clear that he was a white man.

Room number four was completely obscured in terms of its size and appearance; it was essentially a powered armored vehicle over 2.5 meters tall, equipped with various devices, including firearms and other weapons.

In room number six, there was a small old man dressed in a mage's robe, his face covered by a hood, only revealing his white beard. No one knew what secrets were hidden beneath the mage's robe.

Room 7, a tall, thin white male, dressed very plainly, except for a rather futuristic-looking belt around his waist, which was probably some kind of shield-generating device.

Room number eight, a woman of Asian descent, somewhat slender, wearing a baseball cap, an apron, and iron gloves... This incongruous attire, needless to say, is most likely equipment with special effects!

While Zhang Lang was observing them, these people were also staring at the white walls of the room, observing their opponents.

Compared to the others who were fully armed, Zhang Lang looked to be in the simplest gear.

His wolfskin coat was basically ruined in the battle. Although he had brought the newly made black wolfskin coat in his baggage, he didn't change into it. He was only wearing the bearskin shirt and trousers, both of which showed signs of wear...

His clothes looked rather rough, even primitive, leading others to mistake them for some strange armor, their scrutinizing gazes filled with suspicion.

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