Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

The watermelon on the table was half eaten, and there was a small cake decorated with pink cream next to it.

Moreover, thanks to the air conditioning, the room was very cool and comfortable.

As the movie ended, the beautiful girl with bright eyes and white teeth took the tissue her boyfriend handed her and wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes.

"It's still early. We've eaten so much, let's go for a drive."

Zhang Heng never refused this woman's requests, and he nodded with a smile.

Then he picked up the compound bow and quiver hanging at the door.

Seeing the other person's confusion, Zhang Heng explained, "Anyway, we have to get it tomorrow, so we might as well put it in the car today."

The woman began cleaning up the mess they had made in the living room.

The two people who walked out the door were no different from a young couple who went downstairs for a stroll and took out the trash.

Destiny doesn't begin in the next second; it begins long ago!
When Zhang Heng emerged from the light of the altar.

Li Xiao also opened his eyes at the same time.

At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had seen a lot in Zhang Heng's experience.

I also saw a large, almost imperceptible hand.

Thinking to himself, Li Xiao subconsciously looked behind him.

In a daze, he saw a hand or a person sitting in front of a computer.

After regaining his senses, he shook his head with a wry smile.

That is, at this time.

Zhang Heng, standing on the altar, opened his eyes, then looked completely bewildered.

Fortunately, this situation improved when he saw Li Xiao and the other two.

"Brother Li, Brother Long?? And Brother Jie? So what happened..."

"Where's Zero Point? I remember it already pierced through."

As Zhang Heng spoke, he reached behind him, only to find nothing.
"And what about my Houyi Bow...?"

For Zhang Heng, his memory is still stuck in the alien cave.

He had just fired the lightning arrow a second before.

Seeing the bewildered man, Chen Zilong stepped forward with a smile and opened his arms.

"Welcome back to life, Zhang Heng!"

After saying that, he hugged her tightly in a forceful manner, as if he were doing something out of love.

Upon hearing the word "resurrection," Zhang Heng, who was only in his early twenties, froze on the spot.

Unlike Zhan Lan or Xiao Honglu, this person was not able to deduce that he had been resurrected based on various factors immediately.

Even now, this person doesn't know how he died.

Li Xiao also gave Zhang Heng a hug, and then patted him on the shoulder, who was still in a daze.

"What are you doing? Are you stupid?"

"If you continue like this, we won't be able to revive Ming Yanwei later."

The person, who was originally slow-witted, woke up the moment they heard the name.

Whether it was due to some unknown principle or the power of love, this person suddenly understood their situation after looking around.

Especially after seeing Zhang Jie, who should have "died" in The Matrix, reappear.

"I've been resurrected, so has a long time passed?"

Li Xiao laughed and said from the side, "Not long. After Alien 4 came Harry Potter and Transformers, and then the previous horror movie Resident Evil 2, so only three horror movies have passed."

Zhang Heng nodded, then asked impatiently, "What does it mean to revive Ming Yanwei...?"

Li Xiao shrugged: "It was our captain who suggested it, but Chu Xuan actually agreed. Actually, I also felt that it was about time, especially since the last horror movie was quite successful, especially with the right weapons."

"That's why we unanimously decided to revive Ming Yanwei."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Heng's expression was like a rollercoaster, but in the end, the outcome was good.

After all, he had only one goal when he entered the God's Space: to resurrect his deceased lover.

"Captain Zheng Zha asked, where are they now?"

Chen Zilong put his arm around Zhang Heng's shoulder and laughed:

"Haha, the captain we're talking about now isn't Zheng Zha. They're all in the Main God Space."

"This time, it's just the three of us who came."

"There are many stories, but let's wait until you're all resurrected before we tell them."

"We don't want to say it three times."

Zhang Jie nodded to the group and then took the Golden Sutra of the Sun from Li Xiao.

After Zhang Jie stood in the same spot, he composed himself and solemnly called out:

"Resurrect the King of Heroes!"

Before long, a screen of light appeared again from the altar.

Zhang Jie also closed his eyes.

Compared to what is shown on the screen, what is in the mind is everything that the resurrected person experienced.
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I love my own country...

I am absolutely certain that I love my country, and I will always love it no matter what!
This is about stripping away any feelings associated with any political party or individual worship.

Or perhaps it's an eternal topic for soldiers.

I just want to tell you that I love my country, and I will always love it.

I cherish this peaceful era and everything around me.

I know clearly that the peace we enjoy today is built on the suffering and bloodshed of the past.

A man can hardly repay the heavy debt of gratitude to his country; to die on the battlefield is the best end...

I, Wang Xia, desperately hope that my country will become better and better, and I have always done my best for this.

But my country will always be my country...

A deep bugle call, a raised right hand, a solemn oath.

So I joined the army, hoping to dedicate my body to my beloved motherland, the motherland that gave me birth and nurtured me...

However, one by one, the people around them changed their minds and left the army.

I've been to Tiananmen Square. The Monument to the People's Heroes, standing in the square, is so magnificent and beautiful under the rising golden sun.

Has my persistence really become less important?

No, he is important.

Once upon a time... I swore an oath to the red flag, that I would irrigate it with my own blood and protect it with my own life.

But will my vow ever be fulfilled?

I remember reading in a book that you shouldn't ask what the country has done to you.

But the question should be: what have you done for the country?
I asked myself the same question.

What have I done for my country?
We don't talk about dreams, we don't talk about hope, we don't talk about meaning.

And none of that has anything to do with it…

I simply love my country, the country called China!

I want to do something for her, even just a little bit.

This is my belief that keeps me alive, keeps fighting, and keeps getting stronger!
It will never change!
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Wearing camouflage, Wang Xia tensed up instinctively and assumed a defensive posture the moment he opened his eyes, before he could even see his surroundings clearly.

Compared to Zhang Heng, Wang Xia, who came from a special operations force, only relaxed after quickly scanning the entire area.

Especially when he saw Li Xiao and Chen Zilong.

After confirming that there was no danger around, he then approached Chen Zilong.

"Colonel Chen, what happened? What's going on here?"

Wang Xia looked at the unfamiliar building shrouded in the altar and asked Chen Zilong.

This person stepped forward and patted Wang Xia on the shoulder forcefully:

"This is Hamunaptra from the mummy horror movie. Congratulations, Wang Xia, you have just been resurrected."

Wang Xia subconsciously repeated Chen Zilong's words: "Mummy horror movie, resurrection?"

Chen Zilong nodded: "It's a long story, but it's okay, we have plenty of time to explain. But you'll have to wait a little while, there's one more person."

Li Xiao nodded to Wang Xia, then looked at Zhang Heng.

"Come on, the resurrection of Ming Yanwei is in your hands."

"Just ask Brother Jie when you need to pay for side quests and reward points."

Before Wang Xia could figure out what was happening, Chen Zilong and Li Xiao pulled him down into their arms. Zhang Heng's mind was in a complete mess.

Despite having accepted the reality of his resurrection.

But before he could figure anything out, he was pushed onto the altar and made to resurrect his lover.

This process was completely different from what he had initially imagined: "Resurrect my love."

It feels like a large part of the plot is missing.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Zhang Heng asked nervously, "I remember Chu Xuan saying that the chance of resurrection is extremely precious."

"If you're not confident about reviving, it's better to..."

Chen Zilong interrupted with a smile: "Don't worry, we've prepared all the weapons."

"Doesn't Ming Yanwei also use a bow and arrow?"

As he spoke, he gave Li Xiao a wink.

Li Xiao then took out a dazzling, exquisitely beautiful longbow from his spatial ring.

It was none other than the weapon of Senzhou team's Nijayabin.

As for how it came about, it's simple: I traded it for another dual-A grade weapon.

At the time, Zhan Lan of the Demon Team readily agreed and was even very enthusiastic.

This is a win-win situation, since Li Xiao doesn't know how to use a two-handed greatsword, so it's better to exchange it for one that can be useful.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he saw the magnificent, even dazzling, longbow in front of him.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that this bow was even better than his prized Houyi bow.

"What... what is this??"

Li Xiao looked at the longbow in his hand with a calm expression: "A weapon worth double A-level side quests, the Bow of Artemis, also known as the Silver Moon Divine Bow."

"The effect is so-so, it just has a built-in skill that hits the bullseye every time."

The composed Li Xiao recalled introducing the one-yuan coin in his hand, exuding an air of Versailles from head to toe.

Chen Zilong laughed even harder as he saw Zhang Heng and Wang Xia standing beside him, both stunned and dumbfounded.

"Haha, Zhang Heng, are you relieved this time?"

"You have to understand, the Zhongzhou team now is not the same as the Zhongzhou team of the past."

"Once Mingyanwei is resurrected, we'll tell you all about it slowly. I'm sure you'll all enjoy listening to it."

Wang Xia looked at Zhang Heng, who had turned around, and whispered to Chen Zilong beside him:
"Ming Yanwei? And who is this person next to her? Is she one of the new recruits I'll be joining the Zhongzhou Team?"

Chen Zilong couldn't help but smile to himself as he looked at Zhang Jie, whom Wang Xia had mentioned, and Ming Yanwei, who was about to be resurrected.

"No, quite the opposite, both of them were people you worked for before."

"You'll know once they're all resurrected."

Wang Xia was completely confused, and it seemed that Zhang Heng and Ming Yanwei knew each other.

Despite his doubts, Wang Xia did not speak again.

Instead, they simply waited quietly.

As a soldier, what he has in abundance is the patience to obey orders.

Zhang Heng stood still.

Following Li Xiao's instructions, Zhang Heng silently recited them in his mind.

"God, resurrect Ming Yanwei!"

As the main deity's solemn and dignified voice rang out.

A beam of light appeared in front of him, and Zhang Heng instinctively closed his eyes.

This time, he finally learned what Ming Yanwei had gone through.

The world of Ju-on.

Main mission: Survive for seven days.

Coconut.

The death of Chu Xuan.

Cherry blossoms in full bloom.

And finally, Mount Fuji.

Zhang Heng watched as Ming Yanwei, who had been split in two in the air, had been passively activated by the Twelve Labors of Love Formation.

Even so, tears still streamed down her face from her tightly closed eyes.

She even experienced physical discomfort due to excessive grief, and could only breathe heavily in an attempt to calm her heart.

Fortunately, these are just fragments of memory.

When the light and shadow distorted into a single image on the altar.

A beautiful figure walked down from there.

Just as Zhang Heng was about to collapse from exhaustion, this figure rushed over and hugged him.

The familiar scent and touch quickly calmed Zhang Heng down.

Why are you here?

Zhang Heng hugged the other person tightly and whispered:

"That's what I should be asking you!"

Exciting and heartwarming reunions are always the most wonderful moments in the world.

Especially at this moment that crosses the line between life and death.

At this moment, Li Xiao really wanted to tell them Chu Xuan's deduction about resurrection.

But after thinking about it, I decided to let it go. After all, what could I do even if I knew?
Even if Chu Xuan's deductions are true and correct.

It's of no use to them either.

It only adds to the troubles out of thin air.

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The desert night is dotted with stars, many times more than in the city.

Even the darkness beyond the stars became purer.

Chen Zilong took a sip of ice-cold beer, which made his parched throat feel much better.

Li Xiao and Zhang Jie, who were standing next to him, were also taking bites one after another.

There's no way around it, telling stories is just too much of a hassle.

As for why Moss wasn't used...

It's also very simple.

They had barely been resurrected and before they could even step out of the domed building when they received a telegram from across the ocean.

Jonathan and Alex, who were traveling, "found" a golden Holy Grail, and then encountered a very minor problem.

After much thought, he decided to send Moss with the spatial bag to find Imhotep and act as reinforcements.

After his evolution, Moss, along with Imhotep who possesses the Bible of the Dead, can practically dominate this world as long as he doesn't encounter anything related to the relics of the saints.

But no matter what, Li Xiao just wants to say that these two are really good at causing trouble.

Moreover, the word "pick up" in the telegram was used exceptionally well; it was so vivid and lifelike that it was truly remarkable.

After finishing his bottle, Li Xiao took the beer Zhang Jie had just opened, and then handed over the three antique-looking, even old-fashioned, rings he was wearing.

They were placed one by one in front of the three people who were still immersed in the story.

"Still want some? Come on, have a drink first!"

Zhang Jie waved his hand.

Three freshly opened bottles of beer, still swirling with white foam, landed steadily in front of Zhang Heng, Ming Yanwei, and Wang Xia.

Compared to Zhang Heng and Wang Xia, Ming Yanwei was the most decisive, picking up a beer.

"Thank you, Brother Jie!"

Zhang Heng belatedly picked it up as well.

"Thank you, Brother Jie."

Although Ming Yanwei died young, she knew Zhang Jie, after all, he was a newcomer in the same class as Saito Hajime.

Although Zhang Heng knew Zhang Jie, he had only met him once, since his appearance in Zhang Jie's last film was also his first.

As for Wang Xia, he was completely unfamiliar with him, but after hearing the story just now, he became much more familiar with him. (End of this chapter)