I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod

Fifteen seconds passed in the blink of an eye. Once the numbers reached zero, the Main God Space made a powerful move. Under the interference of the power of spacetime, the fragile balance between exemption and annihilation was broken.

The Executioner briefly regained some consciousness, but due to the system crash, it was unable to use its full power.

Although he didn't know what was going on with the spacetime force that suddenly acted on him, in order to get out of his predicament, he subconsciously followed the spacetime force and forcibly interrupted the cycle of exemption and annihilation.

The specific method is not difficult. Each attack by the Execution Dragon needs to meet certain conditions, which cannot be changed.

For example: if the target of the annihilation is the Execution Dragon, then it will definitely hit the Execution Dragon.

To get rid of it, a prerequisite needs to be added. Add a time prerequisite to the erasure process, and the target of the erasure will not be the current executing dragon, but the executing dragon in other time periods.

Setting the timeline back a thousand years, the annihilation automatically travels to a thousand years ago, starting a new cycle with the execution dragon from that time, plunging into an endless freeze...

"Phew... I'm finally free! That damned Steve, he made me look so pathetic. If I ever get the chance, I'll make him pay...!"

After escaping the system crash, Executioner Dragon breathed a sigh of relief, then clenched his fists, feeling a mix of anger and helplessness.

Then he recalled the scene of Steve subduing Wither Zilla with the pink stick. Even though such an instant increase in favorability was no different from cheating, in the perception of the Executioner Dragon, it did not fall into the category of cheating.

Among the strange mods Steve installs, interacting with characters can increase their affinity, and these interactions are not limited to giving gifts or engaging in entertainment.

Being poked by that pink stick, even if the reason is unknown, is undoubtedly within the rules and will increase favorability significantly.

Even if he wanted to trample Steve underfoot and humiliate him, the Executioner Dragon could only retreat in the face of these unknown mods.

"I finally managed to get rid of the system crash, but this doesn't seem to be some kind of no-man's-land... Where am I?"

Only then did the Executioner Dragon begin to observe his surroundings. As far as the eye could see, there was a mess of shelves, and besides the snack packaging, there were some bloodstains on the ground.

The same applies to other directions, except that there is a huge glass window to the south, from which one can clearly see the decaying, apocalyptic scene outside.

The houses were broken, the streets were littered with overturned cars, and even in the shadows of the shops across the street, a few slow-moving zombies were hiding.

This was an unfamiliar place. For the Executioner Dragon, only the zombies in the shadows outside the glass window and the smell of blood in the air were familiar; everything else was completely new.

"Is this another world? Steve shouldn't be here..."

The Executioner Dragon murmured, recalling the spacetime power that had helped it escape the crash. With a little doubt, it found it and followed it to the source of the spacetime power.

It was a sphere of light located in a vast space, containing an extremely large amount of spacetime power. In addition, the sphere of light was constantly releasing invisible threads, each of which seemed to be connected to a dimension, as if it was absorbing something.

"Interesting. So this really isn't the world I live in? Looks like there's something fun out here!"

The Executioner withdrew his gaze, his wisteria-colored eyes sweeping across the ground behind him, where six people lay, dressed in various clothes—four men and two women.

The Executioner's eyes lit up; it was the first time he had seen a human other than Steve (the villagers didn't count, as they looked like a completely different species from Steve).

Even though he doesn't particularly like humans because of Steve, he's incredibly curious about them!

Chapter 3: Advanced Reincarnator? Leader!

Just as the Executioner Dragon was pondering how to get along with these six humans, he suddenly noticed a change in the aura of one of them.

Looking over, one could see the man on the ground, wearing a bulletproof vest and with a semi-automatic pistol at his waist, frowning before slowly opening his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, the man with the buzz cut saw the Executioner Dragon. When their eyes met, the man with the buzz cut was completely stunned. Then, realizing something, his pupils trembled and he quickly looked away.

The executioner was somewhat baffled by the buzz-cut man's behavior.

"What's wrong with him? Is he doing something wrong?"

The Executioner murmured, recalling Steve's gesture of goodwill, and then imitated Steve, repeatedly squatting down and standing up.

But the man with the buzz cut still didn't respond. The moment he saw the Executioner Dragon, a storm raged in his heart:

[What's going on? Logically, a new team of reincarnators should only have one guide, so why did this guy wake up before me?!]

Moreover, judging from the dragon horns and ring on her head, she's definitely a higher-level reincarnator than me! Could it be that a higher-level reincarnator used some kind of tool?

No, no, that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is... this girl is so cute! How can there be such an adorable girl! Oh my god...!

After finally regaining his senses, the man with the buzz cut suppressed his shock and was about to communicate with the executioner to understand the situation.

What he saw was the wisteria-colored girl constantly squatting and standing up, a strange posture that subtly revealed a gesture of goodwill.

The man with the buzz cut was completely bewildered, having no idea how to face the cute girl in front of him who was a high-level reincarnator.

After all, high-level reincarnators are usually mentally unstable under the high-pressure environment of the God Space, and if they do something wrong, they might be killed directly.

...One must be careful with one's words and actions.

While the man with the buzz cut was pondering a solution, the other three men and two women who had fainted on the ground gradually regained consciousness. They groaned as they got up from the ground and were all attracted by the cute girl in the wisteria color, causing the scene to pause.

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About fifteen minutes later, someone emerged from the strange scene. He subconsciously looked around before remembering that he had been working overtime at the company before he lost consciousness.

"Where am I? Wasn't I working overtime at the company? How did I suddenly end up here?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was just enough to wake up those who were still in a daze.

More and more people began to look around and wonder if it was right for them to have come here:

"This looks like a shop, but it looks like it's been robbed?"

"I haven't finished my homework yet, and school starts tomorrow!"

"Is this a variety show? I don't have time to mess around with you guys. I haven't fed my dog ​​Wangcai yet, I'm leaving now..."

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, and the last to speak was a burly middle-aged man in a floral shirt. As he said, he didn't stay where he was, but walked straight to the store entrance and placed his hand on the doorknob.

Just as he was about to turn the doorknob, a voice suddenly came:

"If I were you, I wouldn't open this door."

The man in the floral shirt paused, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the man with the buzz cut wearing a bulletproof vest staring at him coldly.

"What do you mean?" The man in the floral shirt frowned.

The man with the buzz cut said:

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm sure you're wondering where you are. I can tell you very clearly that this is no longer the world we knew."

These words immediately drew gasps of surprise from the crowd:

"What do you mean? This isn't the original world?"

"I've time-traveled? Should I still do my homework or not?"

"This must be some kind of variety show. Where are the cameras?"

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, expressing more excitement and anger than fear. The man in the floral shirt, arms crossed, appeared even calmer than before.

"Then how can you prove that what you're saying is true?"

The man with the buzz cut simply said:

"Be aware of anything unusual around you."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent. Everyone looked at each other, and finally, the man in the floral shirt suddenly pointed at the Executioner Dragon, who was constantly squatting and standing up, and said:

"The only anomaly here is her! How does that prove we really time-traveled?!"

"Hey! I'm trying really hard to make you happy!"

Upon hearing the girl in the wisteria-colored dress speak, the man with the buzz cut glanced at her before quickly looking away.

Now, the man with the buzz cut has a new guess about the identity of Executioner Dragon:

[Even if a high-level reincarnator has special items, it is unreasonable for her to enter the instance where the new reincarnator is located. The only reasonable explanation is that she is a leading reincarnator who came to inspect the work!]

Looks like I need to perform well and show her how professional I am. Maybe after the task is over, I'll get a promotion and a raise, become a general manager, a CEO, marry a beautiful and wealthy woman, and reach the pinnacle of life.

I'm getting a little excited just thinking about it!

Thinking this, the crew-cut man almost burst out laughing, but seeing the speechless look on Executioner Dragon's face, he forcibly suppressed his laughter and his expression became even more serious.

Instead of explaining to the man in the floral shirt, he drew his semi-automatic pistol from his waist and attached a silencer to it...

This action drew the attention of onlookers, who didn't think it was a real gun; they just thought: this toy is quite realistic.

After the crew-cut man finished checking the bullets and loading the gun, he suddenly raised the gun and began chanting:

"[Silence], [Tieling], [The Silent City]..."

As the chanting began, a faint blue light suddenly emanated from the man with the buzz cut and flowed directly into the pistol.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief:

"What are you doing?"

"Is this magic? It looks amazing!"

"I want to learn, I want to learn."

Even the Executioner Dragon's eyes lit up upon seeing this, and he couldn't help but speak:

"Is this enchanting? No enchanting table or enchanting book... enchanting can be done by simply chanting a spell? That's amazing!"

Only the man in the floral shirt remained as steady as a rock, glancing at the man with the buzz cut with disdain in his eyes:

"Tch, it's obviously a holographic projection. Where's the equipment?"

The man with the buzz cut didn't explain. After hearing the wisteria-colored girl's words, he grinned, went to the door, opened it a crack, and pointed his gun at the zombie lurking in the shadows across the way.

puff.

After the trigger was pulled, a very soft sound rang out, and almost instantly, the zombie's head in the shadows exploded, leaving it in patches of red and white, a truly disgusting sight.

Everyone, including the man in the floral shirt, was stunned at first upon seeing this scene, then their faces turned deathly pale with fear.

"That's a real gun?!"

"He just killed someone, his head exploded!"

"No... he killed zombies, I've seen them in movies."

"I really time-traveled? I really time-traveled...!"

The crowd chattered amongst themselves, some with fear, others with excitement. Of course, fear outweighed excitement; the mere sight of zombies exploding in the head made their limbs go weak, and they dared not speak loudly.

Only the Executioner Dragon remained as he had at the beginning, even somewhat puzzled as to why these people suddenly seemed afraid, but he didn't dwell on it. He simply said to the crew-cut man:

"Is it a sound-reducing enchantment? I didn't know there was such a thing... Wow! Can you teach me?"

Upon hearing the wisteria-colored girl's praise, the buzz-cut man's vision blurred, as if he could see a wonderful life beckoning him. He smiled and nodded in agreement to the wisteria-colored girl's request.