Origin Paradise!

Jiang He found the weapons case, took four 9mm magazines, two grenades and two flashbangs, and rummaged through the drawer to find a revolver, which was suitable for extremely harsh environments.

After a quick rest, the two left the bunker through the back door, checked around, and got into the company jeep. Dr. Ryan drove, and Jiang He sat directly behind him.

The moment the engine started, an employee on the makeshift lookout post in front of the bunker fired a warning shot. When there was no response, he opened fire on the jeep just a moment later.

Gunfire alerted the trenches, and bursts of gunfire erupted. The rear window of the jeep shattered instantly, and bullets struck the vehicle as if a large group of people were smashing it with sledgehammers.

Dr. Ryan gripped the steering wheel with one hand and extended the other out of the window to fire a shot behind him.

Jiang He raised the pistol above his head, his index finger seemingly leaving a blur as he quickly emptied both magazines. At this speed and distance, non-gunners wouldn't stand a chance of hitting the enemy, and similarly, it would be difficult for the enemy sniper to hit the jeep's fuel tank.

Two local pickup trucks came out from the direction of the bunker, and six company employees joined the chase.

Chapter 6 Indigenous Tribes

It was evening, and the sky was overcast.

The jeep stopped in front of the dense forest, and the two got out and walked towards the east of the island.

“There are local indigenous tribes over there, and the show’s guest team is also there. I need enough materials. We need to use zombies to block bullets so we can break through the company’s blockade.”

Dr. Ryan, carrying the rifle he had brought from the bunker, cautiously moved around and advanced using tactical maneuvers. After a while, his arms would get tired, but he obviously couldn't care less.

“The company wants to capture you. If nothing unexpected happens, the pursuing squad will soon realize our target. I suggest we take a detour to at least disperse half of our forces on the interception line. I don’t think a hundred or two zombies can withstand that heavy machine gun and crossfire.”

Jiang He observed his surroundings and found many traces left by humans: footprints, branches, broken grass, and pressure marks. With some deduction and reconstruction, the hunter could reconstruct the general situation of his prey.

Upon hearing the suggestion, Dr. Ryan took out a map. The island was quite large, theoretically giving them room to maneuver.

Late at night, after walking more than ten kilometers, the two encountered several corpses on the road, all of whom were death row inmates from prison.

Dr. Ryan marked a spot under a tree, then turned back and said, "We don't have a foundation of trust, so let's each find a place to rest tonight and meet up before dawn tomorrow. To be honest, forming a team on the spot isn't absolutely safe."

Nothing in this world is absolute.

Jiang He gradually disappeared into the shadows.

After they separated, he found a large tree by the river to rest, climbed up, and tied a rope into a slipknot to secure his body so that he could turn around and escape with the help of the river if he encountered danger.

In the middle of the night, a mournful howl echoed through the dense forest, followed by the sound of an empty magazine. As the gunfire and the howl ceased, the forest returned to silence.

Jiang He raised her eyelids slightly, then drifted back into a semi-sleep state. From a hunter's perspective, if helping someone for no reason leads to being in danger, it would be a betrayal of oneself.

……

It was not clear.

A figure fell from the tree trunk. Jiang He took out a cinnabar pill, threw it out, and it turned into a handful of red mist. The cinnabar mirror immediately displayed the corresponding image. Just as the item description said, this thing is equivalent to a portable camera. In modern times, its uniqueness has been greatly reduced, but the effect is still acceptable.

Half an hour later, the two sides reunited at the agreed location and continued heading east.

At noon, the two walked out of the dense forest. On the hillside in front of them, stone and wood buildings were clustered together, with wisps of smoke rising into the air. However, there was an open area between the dense forest and the hillside.

“If there’s even one sniper around, we’re almost certainly going to die,” Jiang He judged, adding that the name “Heart Eater Tribe” clearly indicated they weren’t a benevolent organization.

Dr. Ryan turned up his collar and spread his hands, saying, "My friend, are you from a war-torn region? If we want to be relatively safe, we can only wait until night. By then, not only will the pursuers catch up, but the company's reinforcements will probably also land on the island."

Jiang He narrowed his eyes. "You are the company's target. If there is a sniper, he will most likely kill me to intimidate you. We take different risks. Including before, when you put on the Honey uniform, at a distance of several hundred meters, before we figured out the situation, those employees concentrated their firepower on the back of the car. Remember, don't do it more than three times."

Dr. Ryan muttered, "Snipers aren't salmon in the river."

"Don't forget, we rested for half the night yesterday."

Jiang He firmly opposed the idea of ​​going directly through. According to Honey's call, company support would arrive no later than evening. It was noon now, and it would take them at least two or three hours to bypass the spacious area in front of them.

In this way, even if they created enough zombies, they would not be able to turn back and charge the heavily armed interception line, and could only disperse the company's manpower by circling around.

Unlike Dr. Ryan, this person's evacuation doesn't require a port. Tomorrow morning, Old Dog will sail to the designated location to meet them. As for the sniper, that's just an excuse.

"Let's take a detour. The pursuers have probably locked onto our true direction," Jiang He said. They had rested last night, and the pursuers might have overtaken them while they were on their way. If they found no one ahead, they might change direction, but even if this method succeeded, it wouldn't buy them much time.

Dr. Ryan was forced to agree; it involved lives, and he felt he couldn't force the issue unless they parted ways.

Two hours later, the two arrived at the upper side of the village.

The indigenous people here are quite different from the bark aprons one might imagine; some wear tattered, modern-style clothing, and there are no electrical appliances in the village.

A burly native sat at the entrance of a stone house, holding a dark red "fruit" in his hands. He would occasionally take a bite, looking satisfied. Beside him, a woman in a windbreaker lay in a pool of blood, a large hole exposed in the front and back of her left chest.

"The local tribes believe that eating hearts makes them stronger and braver, so tigers and bears are the first choice, followed by their own kind. Those TV guests are probably locked up... Oh, damn it, she's a famous female singer, my son loves her!"

Dr. Ryan paused to observe, his words containing regret and pity. Leviathan Corporation believed that player qualifications should be awarded to outstanding individuals, so the guests all had some strengths.

Jiang He remained silent. The idea that you are what you eat is widely circulated. Anping Island has a humid climate, and wealthy families often use strange ingredients to make their wine.

The two quietly entered the indigenous village. Dr. Ryan took out a dark gray porcelain bottle from his inventory. A dark gray mist wafted out and enveloped the native. This rare bottle was called Corpse Kiss, and it was the core item for his own system and the creation of zombies.

In a short while, the burly man's flesh and blood became withered, his eyes turned pale, his nails became sharper, and he exuded a crazy and bloodthirsty aura. The burly zombie turned around and rushed into the stone house behind him, followed by screams from inside.

The other natives were alarmed and rushed over with wooden spears, surrounding the stone house. Sensing the smell of blood and flesh, several zombies pounced out and charged into the crowd without fear of death, creating chaos.

Dr. Ryan was in charge of the scene.

Jiang He bypassed the crowd and headed towards the most conspicuous building.

Compared to the simple stone and wooden houses, the building in the center of the village is more like a temple, with four smooth stone pillars supporting the facade and primitive patterns carved on the doors. When passing by the deep cellar outside the stone temple, noisy discussions could be heard coming from inside.

"...We need to find a way to escape quickly!"

"It's so high, even if you stand on each other's shoulders, you still can't get up there."

"Is anyone here? I am Lord English, and I can give you money, lots of money!"

No one paid any attention to the guests. As the chaos escalated, most of the young and middle-aged people went to the village entrance. Two groups of people emerged from the stone temple. The second group consisted of four natives carrying old-fashioned bolt-action rifles, led by an elderly man whose ears drooped to his shoulders.

After these people left, Jiang He sneaked into the stone temple.

The two remaining guards behind the temple gate heard the clanging sound and turned to look. A dazzling white light burst forth. Jiang He had closed his eyes beforehand and was the first to adjust. He picked up his crossbow and shot one guard dead with an arrow. Then he threw his dagger and hit the other native in the chest. He nocked another arrow and aimed it at the man's eye socket to finish him off.

The two native guards fell to the ground.

Jiang Heshun took two wooden spears, walked through the corridor to the center of the stone temple, and on a stone platform as tall as a person, a large golden bowl appeared somewhat dull due to years of dust and grime. In the blood in the bowl, a heart floated quietly, and next to it was a golden rooster with a beak like an eagle's, a dark green color, an angry expression, blood-red wings, and its body adorned with necklaces and jewels.

[Name: Garuda's Egg]

[Category: Curiosities]

[Quality: Rare]

[Effects: After consumption, it grants powerful digestive abilities, allowing the user to eat large quantities of food at once, storing energy in the heart for later use. Soaking the product in fresh blood significantly reduces its effectiveness.]

[Equipment Requirements: The user must have a physiologically defined heart]

[Note: The beliefs of a tribe]

Chapter 7 Garuda's Egg

In the stone palace.

Jiang He retrieved the heart. Garuda is a giant bird recorded in ancient Indian mythology, commonly known as the golden rooster. Because of its enormous appetite, it accumulated toxins in its body and eventually burned itself, leaving only a pure blue glass heart.

"This heart is very likely a relic from the old era."

This is not the first time the game has started.

Jiang He inquired about the origins of the sand dunes.

[Once the game begins, if the corresponding standards are not met within the deadline, the main game species will face mass extinction.]

[The player is currently in the present realm; the border is the former present realm.]

"If I use this heart and let it disappear from the world, does that count as destruction?"

[Insufficient player privileges]

Jiang He pondered for a moment. Compared to the reward for completing the mission, he preferred to obtain the heart. The ability to eat and store large amounts of food had a negligible effect on combat power, but it was extremely suitable for survival in harsh environments. If this attempt to take advantage of the situation failed, he could bear the consequences.

With a bite of the Garuda egg, the heart instantly turned into a blue liquid that flowed into Jiang He's throat. Jiang He felt his heart rate increase significantly, and his body's blood supply was strengthened. Inside his heart cavity, a layer of blue glass crystals appeared on the surface of his heart, slightly enhancing its toughness and protection.

[Daily Quest: Destroy the Heart-Eating Relic - Completed]

[Task Reward ①: 150 Experience Points, 150 Game Coins]

[Quest Reward ②: 1 Random Rare Quality Scroll]

[Task Rating: A+, 170% bonus to game currency and experience points]

[Current experience points: 315/200. Gain 1 free attribute point and 1 skill point upon leveling up. Level up now?]

A series of notification sounds rang out. Jiang He put the strange fox's heart into the golden bowl, then left behind a cinnabar pill, turned around and left the stone temple. After entering a stone house, he collected the mission reward.

[Player Level: LV3]

[Experience Points: 115/300]

[Energy Value: 300/300]

[Game Coins: 415]

[Supplies container: 3 cubic meters]

Allocate one free attribute point to Agility.

[Agility: 8] (Track and Field Champion)

Invest one skill point in gunplay.

[Spearmanship Basics: LV7 (Deals 14% extra damage when using spear-type weapons)]

Jiang He clearly sensed the improvement in his body. His spear skills had improved to the beginner level 7, and the damage from that improvement was already quite substantial. In a desperate battle, even a tenth of the effect was enough to distinguish between life and death.

The Origins game has a high standard for judging skills. After using skill points multiple times, a biology PhD barely reached the level of mastery at LV1.

At the same time, Jiang He obtained a scroll, which means he will gain his first active skill.

[Name: Frenzied Rhythm]

[Type: Active Skill]

[Quality: Rare]

[Effect: Marks a single target, leaving one stack of Frenzy Mark with each attack, up to a maximum of twenty stacks. Detonating the mark deals 100% additional damage. Each mark consumes 100 energy.]

[Note: Play with a frenetic pace!]

Jiang He tore the scroll apart and learned the Frenzy Rhythm. This skill is suitable for situations where the opponents are evenly matched or against inanimate objects that cannot fight back. If the difference in strength is too great, he may not be able to apply the full stack of marks. If the mark is detonated prematurely, each stack will deal 5% extra damage.

Half an hour later, the wails and shouts in the village gradually subsided.

Dr. Ryan regained his composure, surrounded by over 120 zombies, densely packed like soldiers protecting their leader.

He arrived at the stone temple at a leisurely pace and saw someone not far away.

"Hey, my friend, did I leave something on you? Hand it over right now, for the sake of our friendship."

Dr. Ryan, with his collar turned up and a friendly expression, watched as the zombies beside him began to move forward. Their top speed was no different from that of a normal person running wildly, and they could pounce on their opponent in a few seconds, but right now they were just walking unsteadily.

Jiang He took a step forward, swung the wooden spear in a half-circle, and threw it out in a javelin-like motion. The speed was so fast that it was out of sight. A black shadow flashed, and the head of a zombie exploded. The wooden spear continued its momentum, piercing through two other zombies in succession, and the inertia knocked them back several meters.

"Dismantle Niss Kung Fu!" Ryan shouted exaggeratedly, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. Skill-based players are quite rare. Investing all skill points in a single skill will result in a lack of overall proficiency, seriously affecting survival. Moreover, it doesn't provide much help in the early stages, and most of the time it's not as good as an assault rifle.

However, he had seen a true master of technique in a derivative mission. During the zombie siege, the opponent single-handedly defended a street, slaying over a thousand zombies with his Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword), effortlessly cutting through bullets. The player's ID was Xin Ting Hou, and he was suspected to be from the official Da Xia (Great Xia) government. With that kind of strength, he was at least a high-ranking member of the division.

After a brief standoff, Dr. Ryan spoke first, saying regretfully, "It seems our friendship isn't as strong as I thought."

Jiang He scoffed, "What kind of friendship do they have?"

"The distance is just right now. Don't forget, the ships in the port can't carry a hundred or two zombies."

Dr. Ryan shrugged and got down to business: "Anyway, I'm broke now, so do as you please. There are scattered zombies around the island's outposts, so I think we should just take them back and take them for a spin."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a burst of gunfire erupted outside the indigenous village, as the pursuit team shot down the zombies guarding the perimeter.

Jiang He's eyes flickered; the timing of her arrival was too coincidental.

……

evening.

An A400M transport aircraft arrived at the South Vietnamese coastal airport, and the convoy arrived safely, carrying a tactical missile vehicle.

Twenty fully armed elite soldiers traveled to the port in off-road armored vehicles. A ship coordinated by Leviathan Corporation had been waiting for them. The squad was equipped with military exoskeletons, derived from cutting-edge laboratory technology, and had outstanding individual combat capabilities.

The leader was a young man who took off his sunglasses and put them in his black suit pocket. He symbolically held a pistol and had a tough demeanor. His adjutant handed him an electronic board, in which the general terrain of the island was quite clear.