Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 3 Observing Each Other
While Zheng Zha was reading the information in his mind, Mu Xiang scanned the room again and found that the other two men and two women had also gotten up one after another, some sitting and some standing, all of them were awake.

Zhang Jie took a deep drag on his cigarette, as if he were sucking the carotid artery of an enemy: "This time it's the first Resident Evil movie. Newbies, you're really lucky. You've come in to such an easy horror movie on your first visit. Even if you die, you'll die easily." He then crushed the remaining cigarette butt in his hand.

"You mean we're just entering the computer with our consciousness, like something out of a fantasy novel, and once we finish this game, our consciousness will return to our bodies and we'll be resurrected?" the unlucky fat man asked, sitting on the ground.

[What kind of "you mean to say" is this? Their information comprehension and paraphrasing skills are worrying.]

Zhang Jie pulled out a pistol from his pocket and started adjusting it. As he adjusted it, he said, "I don't know if it's a consciousness, but you will feel pain, get injured, and die. And you're wrong too. After you finish this game, you will enter the next unknown horror movie. You may have seen this horror movie, or you may not. Each time, the main god will send in new members to fill the gaps left by the newcomers who died in the previous horror movie. Each time, the number is between seven and twenty. In other words, this 'Resident Evil' is a very low-risk horror movie, so there are only eight of us in total."

The fat man sneered, "How do you know those dead people haven't already returned to their bodies? Maybe they even chose to die themselves."

[To provoke someone who has no ill intentions for no reason—is this showing off one's magnanimity or displaying one's integrity? It seems almost every horror movie has this kind of newcomer; I really don't know if it's the author's taste or if such foolish people truly exist...]

Zhang Jie suddenly raised his head, a cold light flashing in his eyes. In that instant, he seemed to transform into a black panther. All the people saw was him bend his leg and spring up. The next second, he was already pressing down on the fat man, turning him from sitting to lying down, and the Desert Eagle was directly inserted into the fat man's mouth.

"Do you want to try dying? Can you imagine the infinite terror? I've experienced three horror movies. The first one was 'A Nightmare on Elm Street.' There were fifteen newcomers in that movie, and two experienced people who had survived two horror movies. But do you know the ending? They were all killed in the dream. Only me and one other person survived. Do you want to know what it feels like to be killed by an absurd dream? Do you want to see everything around you turn into writhing, rotting flesh, and witness the agony of your own body being slowly crushed piece by piece by a pair of scissors in a gloomy factory? You piece of shit! Do you want to die?"

Zhang Jie screamed wildly, his murderous intent so obvious that the fat man was terrified and powerless. A gun had been stuffed into his mouth, leaving him no chance to beg for mercy.

Mu Xiang sighed inwardly. He knew Zhang Jie wasn't entirely acting; this was the cry of that other half of "Zhang Jie," that other half of a person. Zhang Jie had become the captain in his very first horror film, but had also encountered that unique tragedy…

Mu Xiang watched coldly as the other team members persuaded them to leave.

Zhang Jie sneered and walked back to his previous position. He continued to touch his pistol and said, "Death in horror movies is real death. Moreover, being tortured to death by the demons and monsters in these horror movies will make you die a miserable death. So if you don't have the determination to live, if I were you, I would commit suicide immediately."

Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses: "So, we can't get out of this 'game'? What's the benefit if we don't get out? Otherwise, I don't think many people would want to live in endless terror." He then commented: "The ending still gets to the point, not bad."

He wasn't yet certain of the author's influence on the novel, or whether a character's destiny could be earned. Therefore, having the advantage of being the first to awaken allowed him to naturally perform more and gain more for himself. Whether his outstanding performance would lead to his being killed off by the author's plot or by the main god was secondary. His entry into the main god's space was itself highly suspicious, and the "Ming Emperor" on the forum hadn't warned him about being eliminated; the ability to bring him in alive from the outside just to eliminate him didn't make sense. If they really wanted to kill him, there were plenty of ways to bring him in and kill him; keeping him alive and then eliminating him was just idle talk, so there was probably no need to worry.

Zhang Jie paused slightly, then sneered, "Quick reaction, you got right to the point. Judging from our current situation, we certainly can't get out; but in fact..."

A girl wearing glasses next to me asked, "Is there still hope of getting out?"

She must be Zhan Lan.

Zhang Jie glanced at Mu Xiang and the girl again: "That's right. There is indeed such hope, and this question is consistent with what he asked." He then gestured with his chin towards Mu Xiang. Upon hearing the first part, everyone held their breath—except for the fat man, who was still trembling—and stared straight at Zhang Jie; but upon hearing the second part, their gazes all turned to Mu Xiang.

"Each time you complete a mission, that is, survive this horror movie, you will receive 1,000 reward points. These 1,000 reward points can be exchanged for many things, such as the right to live in this horror movie world for 100 days..." Zhang Jie said calmly. [Really... Zhang Jie always uses examples to mislead. Or is the author not fully prepared and just writing it like this for now?]

The middle-aged man, who had been stunned, couldn't help but say, "He's not crazy. Who would want to live in such a terrifying world for long? Isn't that just courting death?"

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhang Jie was about to sneer when Mu Xiang smiled and said, "It's just that in the world of horror movies, there's no rule that it has to be in the place where the plot takes place, right? When the plot isn't happening, the world of horror movies is also the normal world of the characters in the movie."

The girl with glasses continued, "Indeed, there are many kinds of horror movies. For example, there are science-based horror movies like 'Resident Evil,' which can be explained by science and have no supernatural or demonic elements. We can also live in the normal world within them."

Zhang Jie snapped his fingers and said, "Bingo! You're right. The extra hundred days you can live is indeed a hundred days of normal life in other parts of this world. Think about it, after experiencing several life-and-death trials, being able to live peacefully and without worries in a normal area of ​​this world, what kind of happiness is that..."

"At the same time, you can use reward points to exchange for other things, such as this Desert Eagle with unlimited ammo, which only requires 100 points—which you can convert into ten days of living rights—to exchange for. In addition, a person's average qualities, including intelligence, mental strength, cell vitality, nerve reaction speed, muscle tissue strength, and immune strength, can also be exchanged for one point per day of living rights. An ordinary person's six strengths are all 100. In other words, as long as you survive this horror movie, you can make your strength twice as strong as it is now. As long as you survive 100 horror movies, you will become a superman!"
"As for getting out, it's all thanks to these reward points... There's an exchange option called 'Return to Origin,' which allows you to exit this 'game' and return to your original real world! Compared to the 'benefits of not leaving' that you mentioned, this might be the biggest benefit!"

Mu Xiang nodded, and the girl immediately asked the crucial question: "So, how many reward points would it take to go back to the beginning and return to our own world?"

"Fifty thousand points!" The black-haired youth pulled out another cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag. "If you don't use any reward points, you can go back as long as you survive fifty horror movies."

Immediately, everyone fell silent. According to the black-haired youth, surviving fifty horror movies was simply impossible without using reward points to enhance oneself.

Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses again and laughed, "So what happens after we get back to the real world? What about the physical attributes and weapons I exchanged? I don't want to live in fear for so long only to come out empty-handed... Besides, accumulating fifty horror movie credits is no easy feat."

Zhang Jie glanced at him with a hint of admiration: "I didn't expect that. Most people are just thinking about how to survive now... but you still have the mind to ask about the future... Should I say you have foresight, or are you overthinking things?" As he spoke, that cold smile reappeared on his face. However, he still managed to answer the question: "I can't give you an authoritative explanation. I only know that when I asked the main god, its reply was that I could keep what you exchanged, which I suppose includes physical attributes and weapons."

The others seemed to want to ask what the "Main God" was, but Zhang Jie didn't give them a chance to interrupt, continuing his topic: "Actually, what you said about fifty horror movies isn't entirely accurate; that's the most basic situation. One thousand points per horror movie is just the basic reward. You can also earn extra money in horror movies. For example, just now I explained all this to you. According to the Main God's rules, explaining the rules to newcomers will reward me with one hundred reward points. It's unlikely that fifty movies would only yield the basic reward points."

Mu Xiang smiled and nodded to Zhang Jie, indicating that he had finished asking his questions.

“A black-haired boy, judging from his speech, he seems like a wise man. Could this be… Haotian? The only person I can think of who fits this description is Haotian…” Li Xiaoyi muttered to himself as he watched coldly. “But it’s hard to be sure. This kind of speech could just be from an ordinary intelligent person.”

For him, there was no way he could disprove Haotian's conjecture on his own. Although Li Xiaoyi wasn't a wise man, as a soul-transmigrator who had read the original novel, he still knew Haotian's level... As a second-generation cyborg with modified intelligence and telekinesis genes, his wisdom and combat power were enough to sweep through the early reincarnation worlds. Even seeing the black-haired boy's performance and his subsequent self-introduction, he couldn't rule out the possibility of deception; he had to start from the details. No wonder he cared so much; for a soul-transmigrator, having a complete stranger was too abnormal.

This could affect his future survival.

(End of this chapter)