I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod

"It would be my great honor!"

Chapter 4: One-Star World

In the eyes of the crew-cut man, the Executioner Dragon was definitely a high-level reincarnator, and such basic enchanting abilities must have been obtained by exchanging points long ago.

The reason they were so curious was simply to test his abilities; his performance here might determine his final evaluation.

...I definitely have to do my best!

Thinking this, the man with the buzz cut stretched out his right hand, and several points of light condensed into a piece of papyrus. At the top, a line of black text was written in Latin, which, when translated, read "Rules for Functional Spell Chanting".

The content above wasn't long, and Executioner Dragon understood it after glancing at it.

Simply put, chanting a spell consists of three parts: the first part is the effect of the spell, the second part is the abstract concept of the effect, and the third part is the specific thing that the effect represents.

Effect + abstract + concrete equals a complete chant, and this is only the most basic part. The more incantations you chant, the stronger the effect, but the rules of chanting change with each additional incantation...

To demonstrate his professionalism, the man with the buzz cut was about to explain the chanting rules to the Executor Dragon, but before he could speak, a glint flashed in the Executor Dragon's eyes, and he spoke first:

“[Scorching heat]...[Fire feathers]...[Gates of Hell]…”

The moment the three incantations were uttered, the temperature around the Execution Dragon began to rise. In this semi-enclosed space, the temperature increase was easily noticeable.

The novice reincarnators around them, who were filled with fear and unease due to their transmigration, all turned their gazes toward the wisteria-colored girl because of the intense heat.

The girl stretched out her left hand, and a burst of fire appeared. A few seconds later, the fire gathered in the girl's palm into a fireball the size of a fist.

When this scene unfolded, the entire room fell silent.

Faced with the wisteria-colored girl who was conjuring a fireball with her bare hands, the new reincarnators were speechless with shock. Although the fireball didn't look big, it was different from the special effects in movies and TV shows.

This is a truly extraordinary power right before our eyes.

The man with the buzz cut stared wide-eyed in disbelief. As an expert, he knew very well that the three incantations that the Executioner Dragon had just chanted should have the effect of bringing a touch of warmth to people in extremely cold environments.

But why can such a basic chant form a fireball? This is not only illogical, but it also seriously violates the underlying logic of chanting spells!

Before the crew-cut man could continue to be shocked, everyone, including Executioner Dragon, simultaneously had the same message in their minds:

[The safe house will disappear in ten minutes. Please complete the mission within ten minutes...]

The sudden appearance of this information left the new reincarnators present completely bewildered, including the Execution Dragon, who couldn't understand what "safe house" and "mission" meant.

At this moment, the man with the buzz cut remembered that he was the guide of this new reincarnator team. He was startled and looked at the Executioner Dragon.

...Oh no, this level of negligence will surely lower my evaluation to its lowest point! No, I have to fix this right away!

Thinking this through, the man with the buzz cut forced himself to calm down. He stepped forward, glanced around at everyone, and said:

"Gentlemen, you must be wondering why you are here. As your guide, I will answer all your questions, but due to time constraints, I will keep it brief."

First and foremost, the reason you've come here is because you were chosen by the Main God Space. Your future may involve traversing countless worlds and witnessing all sorts of wonders, or it may mean dying silently after a failed mission.

However, risk always comes with opportunity. As long as you successfully complete the mission, you will earn points. If you have enough points, you can exchange them for anything you want in the God Space...

The man with the buzz cut tried his best to explain the rules of the God's Space in simple and easy-to-understand language, but what he said was too magical for the new reincarnators present.

These students and working professionals were just struggling to get into higher education and make a living not long ago, and now they are facing the risk of death. Isn't the contrast a bit too great?

And what about the middle-aged man in the floral shirt who initially argued with the man with the buzz cut? He seemed to have accepted reality quite easily, so when the buzz-cut man began explaining the rules of the Main God Space, he listened attentively and asked questions:

"Stop talking about this. The voice in my head just said that the safe house will expire in ten minutes. This safe house is this shop, right?"

In other words, in ten minutes we'll be facing the dangers of this world, so let's quickly share some information about it.

Upon hearing this, the man with the buzz cut twitched at the corner of his eye. He felt extremely uncomfortable being interrupted, especially with his superiors present. It gave him a sense of frustration, as if his professional abilities were being questioned.

...What a hassle! These newbies are so hard to please. If the boss hadn't been there, you would have been the first one to get fired!

The man with the buzz cut inwardly grumbled, but outwardly remained calm and quickly explained in front of everyone:

"In that case, listen carefully."

The God Realm divides the myriad worlds into different star levels. The more stars there are, the greater the danger. This world happens to be a one-star world with the lowest level of danger, which is just right to filter out those unqualified newcomers.

As you just saw, I shot and killed a zombie. This is a world overrun by zombies, and like in most movies, their weak point is their head, and they are extremely sensitive to sound.

However, it should be noted that zombies of this level would be wiped out by modern firepower in a short time, far from the level of a one-star world.

"And for this world to be in this state, there must be monsters even more terrifying than zombies. That's all I can say..."

After saying that, the man with the buzz cut seemed to suddenly remember something and added:

"By the way, the Main God Space will give each reincarnator a system panel that only they can see. They can summon it by simply thinking about it. They can view the mission details on the panel."

As for me, because I am the leader, I will return to the Main God Space if the safe house fails, so don't take any chances; I won't help you.

Upon hearing this, the man in the floral shirt followed the method taught by the man with the buzz cut and silently recited "system panel" in his mind. The other new reincarnators hesitated, but also began to silently recite it in their minds.

This naturally included the Execution Dragon. After silently reciting "System Panel" in his mind, a visible light screen appeared before his eyes:

[Name:???]

[Race:???]

[strength:???]

[speed:???]

[constitution:???]

[ability:???]

[thing:???]

[Current World: Zombie Apocalypse (One Star)]

[Main Quest: Obtain the Zombie Vaccine from Taylor Biotechnology Company]

[Side Quest 1: Kill Ten Zombies]

[Side Quest 2: Kill a Mutant Zombie]

Looking at the bunch of question marks on the panel, Executioner Dragon scratched his head:

"Is this thing broken...?"

Chapter 5: Why do you keep doing such useless things?

Ten minutes isn't a long time; it's just a short break. Just before the time was about to reset, the man in the floral shirt approached the man with the buzz cut.

"There's still one thing I don't understand: what is the approximate survival rate for newcomers in the Main God Space?"

Seeing that the man in the floral shirt had regained his composure after a brief moment of panic, the man with the buzz cut felt a little annoyed. To deliberately show any unease on the man's face, he gave a lower number:

"In the Main God Space, the survival rate for newbies is only seven percent."

"Seven percent?"

The man in the floral shirt paused for two seconds, maintaining his composure, and said:

"Only by surviving can one have the right to live in the Main God Space? In that case, let's make a deal."

Upon hearing this, the man with the buzz cut raised an eyebrow:

What makes you think you're qualified to do business with me?

The man in the floral shirt said:

"My death will do you no good, but as long as I live, I will owe you a favor. It's a win-win situation, so why not?"

Upon hearing this, the man with the buzz cut was taken aback. After thinking about it, he realized that it was indeed as the man in the floral shirt had said—a sure-fire way to make money.

Under normal circumstances, he might have agreed, but the situation is special now. With the leader present, wouldn't it be suicidal to pull these tricks?

To gauge his superior's attitude, the crew-cut man looked at the Executioner Dragon. As a high-level reincarnator, with her physical abilities, it was impossible for her not to have heard the conversation. So, the crew-cut man decided to try his luck...

Meanwhile, Executioner Dragon, suspecting that his system panel was broken, devoted himself entirely to it.

Possessing power at the level of a supreme god, the Executioner Dragon only needs to have the thought of "repairing the system panel" in mind to turn the thought into reality.

Therefore, the system panel easily displayed the information normally, and the Execution Dragon focused its attention on the system panel, remaining indifferent to the outside world.

This appearance caught the eye of the man with the buzz cut.

...The leader didn't look at me. Does that mean she can tolerate such petty actions? Or is this just a perfectly normal investment?

With that thought in mind, the man with the buzz cut no longer hesitated and turned to the man in the floral shirt, saying:

"Tell me, what do you want?"

The man in the floral shirt said:

"Give me a gun, and as many bullets as you can."

"gun?"

The man with the buzz cut frowned. In this zombie apocalypse, guns were hardly good weapons, especially for non-military personnel where zombies were extremely sensitive to sound.

The man in the floral shirt just smiled and offered no explanation.

The man with the buzz cut didn't say anything, but handed him the semi-automatic pistol from his waist and the two boxes of ammunition from his inventory, along with a silencer...

Soon, the ten-minute countdown ended, and as he had said, the buzz-cut man returned to the main god space after the countdown reached zero, leaving only the three men and two women who were new reincarnators and the Execution Dragon.

After the man with the buzz cut left, the man in the floral shirt tried to unite the group of strangers. His gaze swept over everyone and finally settled on the Executioner Dragon, who was studying the system panel.

...That guide just now seemed to have been watching her the whole time? It seems she's far more complex than she appears. I don't care about the others, I need to find out more about her.

Thinking this, the man in the floral shirt coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention, and then spoke:

"The safe house is no longer working. I'm sure you've all seen zombie movies. If you don't want to be discovered by zombies, please be quiet. Let me introduce myself first."

My name is Li Xiaogang, I am thirty-seven years old this year. I started working as a child scout in Syria when I was twelve years old to help support my family, and I have served in the military for twenty-five years.

I am very skilled with semi-automatic pistols. My accuracy rate is over 80% within 25 meters, over 70% within 50 meters, and less than 60% beyond 50 meters.

Time is running out. Before the zombies find us, let's quickly introduce our respective strengths. I need to devise a plan to ensure our survival..."

The man in the floral shirt was taken aback by his words, but then his face lit up with joy.

In this post-apocalyptic world inhabited by zombies, having a teammate with 25 years of military service provides a tremendous sense of security.

The group couldn't help but regard the man in the floral shirt (Li Xiaogang) as their leader, and they all started introducing their own special skills.