Origin Paradise!

The pupils of everyone present were wide with shock. The participants in this mission were basically at the peak of the Bronze level, and they all had some understanding of the power of Silver beings. To achieve Silver status in the Dharma-ending Age was an unimaginable difficulty.

Yet such an outstanding person chose to commit suicide.

Among the group, a thousand-year-old green zombie from the Zombie Alliance remained silent for a moment before saying, "If nothing unexpected happens, the big shot behind Mr. X should be the faction leader—the Supervisor."

The area in front of the hotel fell into dead silence.

For a moment, the players were filled with mixed emotions.

Holding a giant paintbrush, the ink painting, with an aloof expression, said, "I'm used to being alone."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the hotel.

The young man in the Taoist robe was somewhat surprised and immediately reached out to stop the other, but was stopped by the green zombie, who secretly sent a message:

"He's a veteran player, even having experienced the World Wars, but he failed to advance to the Silver Age. Be careful not to get close to overly sensitive people, or you'll get burned."

Green Zombie solemnly reminded everyone that, in fact, quite a few people fail to get promoted, and he himself didn't say he was absolutely certain.

"You seem to know a lot," the young man in the Taoist robe said in a low voice.

"Just live a little longer," the green zombie replied. He keenly sensed that this young Taoist priest might have a master, and if that was the case, he must have one or two things to save his life.

The two formed an alliance tacitly.

The twelve participants entered the hotel one after another.

A man in a suit, with a dignified expression, holds a short-barreled shotgun, a rare and high-quality weapon from the Bronze Age.

As a family director of the Leviathan Corporation, William has never been interested in enjoyment. In order to embark on the path of the extraordinary, he has traveled all over the world in recent years, but he often misses out on the qualification of players. The closest he came was on an island in the Southern Yue Kingdom, but even though he made quite a fuss in the end, he still got nothing.

Fortunately, with the closed beta test of Origins game coming to an end and the number of players approaching 70, he successfully commanded his tactical squad to hunt down a player and successfully seize the qualification.

"Suicide suggests that Mr. X may have left behind an inheritance."

"The legacy of a Silver-ranked warrior..."

"Perhaps I can catch up with my brother soon."

Suddenly, William felt a tingling or itchy sensation in his neck.

He turned around abruptly, only to find that the other players had disappeared. In the single room, a disheveled woman stood close to him, her face gaunt and her eyes empty, from which tears of blood welled up.

"am I pretty?"

William stood frozen in place, a strong premonition of death welling up within him. His instincts told him that the answer might determine his life or death.

……

On the other side, the young man in the Taoist robe and the thousand-year-old green zombie arrived at an art studio following the mission prompts.

In the gloomy studio, five easels stood silently.

The painting is still on one of the easels.

In general, this is a star map, with dozens of points of light surrounding a star. Its appearance is somewhat strange, with a clear distinction between dark and bright areas. Moreover, upon closer inspection, the edges of the points of light are jagged, making it seem realistic.

The young man in the Taoist robe's expression changed slightly, and he said, "This is a star map, roughly representing the knowledge passed down through the Jianzheng lineage."

“Mr. X is very particular about maintenance.” The Thousand-Year Green Zombie carefully stroked the transparent coating on the surface of the scroll. In an era before the resurgence of the supernatural, this maintenance coating was priceless.

"We need to find the other four." The young man in the Taoist robe memorized the contents of the scroll. So far, the mission requirement is to find out the reason for Mr. X's suicide and survive in the hotel.

"He must have discovered something incredible."

The thousand-year-old green zombie touched the fingerprints on the edge of the easel, activating its core ability, Deep Sensing. It felt an intense, overwhelming sense of despair and fear.

Suddenly, a pair of skeletal hands landed on their shoulders.

"Turn around first."

"Do not."

"Then run."

"it is good."

The two immediately reached an understanding and were able to approach each other's backs silently. It was clear that the owner of the skeletal hand was not someone they could defeat.

Chapter 501 Check-in

In the crescent-shaped bay, the waves gently lapping over the fine, powdery sand, like silk brushing against the shore.

The seawater displays distinct layers of color, light blue and crystal clear near the shore, while further away, it gradually transitions into a deep azure, merging seamlessly with the sky.

Along the beach, tall coconut trees stand in neat rows, their broad leaves rustling in the wind. Several uniquely designed parasols provide shade, under which are comfortable lounge chairs and coffee tables.

In a sparse coconut grove, a small wooden bar is built against a tree trunk. As a faint light flickers, the four members of the animal team arrive together.

[Hint: You have arrived at the location of a special daily quest]

[Hint: The mission location is the left tower of the Penglai Hotel. Players are currently investigating the intelligence, which will be shared with the Executor once the information is cleared. Please wait patiently.]

"Boss, there's some alcohol in the cabin."

Wuhe pulled out a large wooden box, inside which were the so-called mission items.

"Check how many living people are on Penglai Island."

Jiang He opened the suitcase and took out the hotel's black gold card. "Let's go check out our accommodations first."

"Alright, let's split up."

The crows flew out of the coconut grove, and Jiang He and Lao Hei led Zhuang Ya to the Penglai Hotel. In fact, the distance between the hotel and the landing point was not far, probably only two or three miles.

"There don't seem to be many tourists." Old Hei revealed his human form and looked around.

Despite his efforts to minimize his height, he was still over two meters tall, like a walking giant. If it were during peak hours, he would definitely be surrounded by onlookers, but so far, there were only a dozen or so tourists still on the beach.

Outside the Penglai Hotel, the murder case sign is particularly eye-catching. In fact, the hotel itself also exudes a dangerous aura that can make ordinary living beings instinctively uncomfortable and stay away, but the effect is quite weak.

Blue skies, white clouds, sunshine, sandy beaches, and seaside hotels.

Zhuang Ya looked around with some curiosity.

"enemy?"

“There are no enemies this time,” Jiang He replied.

"Oh." Zhuang Ya was somewhat disappointed upon hearing this. This result was actually quite unexpected for her. Since leaving the world of ancient martial arts, everyone had either been slaughtering or on their way to slaughtering.

As they approached the hotel, Jiang He casually flicked his fingers, causing the gate to open slightly. A dozen burly men, each with strength equivalent to the peak of the Bronze Realm, emerged one after another.

"Boss."

"Boss."

"Boss."

For a moment, shouts rose and fell.

Jiang He nodded to himself, thinking that with a dozen or so burly men by his side, ordinary troubles probably wouldn't come knocking.

Old Black remained silent. At this moment, the man was shirtless, revealing the hideous blood spider "tattoo" on his back. His platinum long hair was casually tied up, and his beach shorts were a bit old, but his sunglasses were the latest ones he had made before Gluttony set off.

The commotion in front of the hotel attracted some attention, as the group did not seem like friendly people.

As I entered the hotel's right tower, the surroundings were as dazzling as I expected. The receptionist was slumped over her desk, seemingly half asleep.

Old Hei stepped forward and knocked on the front desk, but there was no response.

"She seems a bit dead."

A faint smell of blood and decay filled the air.

Jiang He remained calm and immediately appeared behind the front desk, where she took out her black gold card to register her access.

"Top floor, Sky Suite, 1506 square meters."

Old Hei sighed softly. The flames of the Huodou burned the dead receptionist to ashes. He quickly went to the beach to scatter the ashes, and then ran back.

"Brother Dang Lu, hurry up."

Zhuang Ya pressed the elevator button and waited.

"Where's Xiao He?" Lao Hei asked as he entered the elevator.

Zhuang Ya shook her head and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

……

A standard single room in the right tower of the hotel.

The woman's long hair covered her face, with blood and bits of flesh dripping from the ends of her hair. There were bullet marks on her shoulder, but they were disappearing at a visible speed.

Suddenly, a figure appeared.

The woman stood up, looked up, and asked coldly:

"am I pretty?"

Jiang He didn't answer, but simply took off his sunglasses, revealing his face completely. Since there were no missions or formidable enemies, he was in a good mood, and even his cold gaze had softened slightly.

A moment passes.

The woman lowered her head deeply.

"I'm not beautiful."

"That's all I need to know. Go next door."

The woman lowered her head and walked towards the wall, her thick, long hair unable to conceal her faint sobs.

call!

Jiang He disappeared into the shadows once again.

In the hotel kitchen, the skeleton was frantically rubbing his own bones with a boning knife. It was because of the remaining flesh and blood that he was unable to keep his two prey, but the main reason was that the prey did not turn around.

A hand landed on his shoulder without warning.

Skeleton Man: "..."

So sudden, it's beyond our control.

"It's noisy, go next door."

The skeleton didn't even look back, and ran straight away.

The shadows flickered repeatedly, and inside the Penglai Hotel, hundreds of strange creatures seemed to have seen a ghost, fleeing one after another from the right tower.

Top floor, Sky Suite.

The elevator doors opened, and a kind-faced elderly woman carrying a fruit basket smiled and said:

"Gentlemen and young ladies, do you prefer the golden apple or the silver apple?"

Old Hei was taken aback. "Are 'big brothers' something that humans can say?"

boom!

Zhuang Ya drew the Imperial Sword, jumped up, and smashed the opponent's head.

"I don't like any of them."

The Undying-level energy has generally awakened additional soul damage, making it a one-hit kill against this kind of monster that is below Silver and can only rely on its special characteristics to bully Bronze.

Minced flesh was scattered all over the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.

Old Hei was so pleased he almost jumped for joy. Aya's ability to proactively assess the enemy and launch an attack meant she possessed a sense of self-preservation.

A dozen burly men boarded another elevator, standing guard at the entrance like sentinels.

When Lao Hei and Zhuang Ya entered the suite, Jiang He was already sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly sipping her wine, her eyes pure white.

"There's a starry sky painting next door, which looks like the eternally dark world. There are four other similar paintings."

Old Hei frowned upon hearing this. "That means there are five world groups that are closely connected."

Jiang He nodded and said, "Judging from the easels, the Eternal Darkness Star Chart is the first one from the left. Of the five easels, the one in the middle is the largest, and its corresponding world energy level may be higher than that of Eternal Darkness."

"As for the others, the players are looking for them."

Jiang He closed his magic eye and searched for the four hidden paintings in the huge hotel. It wasn't difficult, just time-consuming. With information sharing, he didn't need to stare blankly for a long time; he could just wait for the results.

Whoosh!