Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

Chapter 195 I said, stand up!

On the ship in the dream world, while the Lockes were grilling the real fish brought by the main god, they were also reminiscing about the experience of Locke the One.

The Supreme God Locke: "The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts + Spiritual Essence + Incense God is actually this powerful? I almost overturned you. No, are you a vampire? This isn't even cooked. You might as well eat sashimi."

Pirate Rock: "Mind your own business!"

God Locke: "You piece of trash who haven't even awakened Conqueror's Haki yet have no right to speak."

One person, Locke: "Yeah, it's a good thing Erlang Shen couldn't hold on in the end, otherwise his clone might not have been able to hold on until I got here. We can only say we were lucky. Oh well, it's all over now."

Naruto Locke: "If even a god of incense offerings is this powerful, what kind of crisis is still in your world? Even the will of heaven can't withstand it, so you're being asked to take on the burden. Can you handle it? Here, take this fish."

One-man Locke: "I have to hold on even if I can't. That's my world, my home. Although I earned a few hundred thousand popularity points this time, it was just enough to cover the popularity points for exchanging for root weapons and some of the upgrade expenses. I can't earn any more popularity points now. *smack smack smack* Hey! The burnt taste is pretty good. I'll bake it a little longer."

Type-Moon Locke: "No problem. Anyway, I don't need popularity points anymore. You guys can spend the money I make."

Locke in black robes: "There's also someone specifically responsible for carrying on the debts, right?"

Upon hearing this, the only unlucky guy in the Lockes' minds who couldn't upgrade his character card so far was Locke from Hogwarts.

Then, everyone exchanged knowing glances and couldn't help but smile. They wanted to take advantage of the absence of others and smile as much as possible, because they might not have the chance to do so again.

God Locke: "Then I'll try to earn more popularity points this time. But I exploited a bug in the last mission too much and managed to get 50,000 popularity points for my teammates before returning to reality. I think they'll target me and give me some popularity points to tide me over."

Type-Moon: "Alright, come on, everyone, let's all put together some. Oh, and here's a special ability for you, see how many you can stack."

In the end, the Locke fans present gathered 120,000 popularity points for the main god Locke, along with all the traits that increase popularity and sales, and sent the main god Locke off to go out and work.

Just as the pirate Locke was pretending to wipe away tears with a rag, a child-like Locke appeared beside him and excitedly told everyone:

Hogwarts Locke: "Hahaha, I've finally met Harry Potter! I—"

When Hogwarts Locke's hand unconsciously rested on the pirate Locke's knee, his memory and power instantly synchronized. Hogwarts Locke realized what they had just done and was immediately enraged, opening his blood-red maw.

"Are you even human?! You're mocking me, aren't you?! I'll bite you to death!!!"

Type-Moon Locke: "Holy crap! Run!"

The teleportation from the God Realm caused Locke to fall into a dizzy state and enter the dream world. When he left the dream world, he naturally woke up.

When Locke opened his eyes, he found that there were six more people around him.

Although Locke has only completed one mission so far, as someone who has seen Infinite Terror, he knows that it is normal to add new people to each mission.

The problem now is that the blonde girl among these newcomers is wearing a suit of armor that looks like it weighs 200 pounds.

While this could be explained by cosplay, the person next to him wearing Iron Man's Mark 6 suit cannot be explained by cosplay.

Somewhat puzzled, Locke closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, and found that something was indeed wrong; his new teammates were all carrying abnormal energy fluctuations.

The armored woman was unrecognizable, but the muscular man with the buzz cut next to him exuded domineering presence. Iron Man possessed superpowers, and the guy next to him who looked exactly like Uchiha Sasuke showed traces of both chakra and cursed power. The aloof woman in the Taoist robe seemed to be someone else entirely.

The last one is rather special; it's psionic energy from the Warhammer world.

Given the level of mixing, it's unreasonable to say they joined the group with their own funding. These are definitely veterans, so why did they bring in six veterans to fill the gaps in the new cast?

Could it be that your Main God Space is also a potato server, bugged?

Somewhat puzzled, Locke looked at the black watch on his wrist, where a message popped up at the right moment.

【812026—09—19T20：40：52.000Z】

[Untraceable abnormal data detected. According to Article 7.3.2 of the Reincarnated Persons Management Regulations: (highlighted) Emergency review procedure has been triggered.]

[The performance of all relevant reincarnators in this mission will be closely monitored throughout. After the mission is completed, their overall strength weight will be significantly adjusted based on the review results, and corresponding reincarnator privileges will be unlocked.]

【Important Reminder 1】

[With no official captain elected and only one registered member remaining in Team 11451 of Central Continent, all other team members have lost their status as reincarnators.]

In accordance with Article 4.1 of the "Squad Organization and Management Rules", Squad No. 11451 of Zhongzhou is officially disbanded. Reincarnator number:

Ik8848 will be temporarily assigned to a new team on standby nearby, with final assignment confirmation to be made after this mission concludes.

[Supplement: 1]

[Due to the abnormal review process triggered by Reincarnator ID: Ik8848, in accordance with the emergency regulations, I have been assigned to the same batch of review teams.]

【Important Reminder 2】

[This mission is classified as a trial mission. The penalty for failure has been temporarily changed to: no penalty. After the mission is completed, you can return to the Main God Space normally and will be granted a free resurrection.]

【Important Reminder 3】

[Blacked out] (Insufficient permissions, content is hidden, will be automatically unlocked after the task is officially accepted)

【Important Reminder 4】

[Review mechanism triggered, mission world modified: Stranger Things 5 ​​→ Ling Cage 2]

【Important Reminder 5】

[The extra-staff member Reincarnator ID: Ik8848 has been detected to have superior overall strength compared to Reincarnator ID: Ih9527. This member can temporarily replace the opposing team's captain for this mission.]

[yes or no]

Looking at this long list of reminders, Locke's expression became very strange. Since the last mission, he had been a little suspicious that this God Space was the same one as the one in Infinite Terror. After all, in his memory, it was unlikely that the God Space would really let people go. But now it seems that it was indeed not fair.

Your God Space is indeed a pirated version, isn't it!

Realizing that he might not be able to meet the gorilla Zheng Zha and the mortal wisdom Chu Xuan, Locke felt an immense sense of desolation.

Just as Locke was feeling sad, the guy with psionic powers slowly opened his eyes, which made Locke look at him with new respect.

This kid looks no different from an ordinary college graduate. He's the only one among the six who has no distinguishing features, yet he was the first to wake up. Could he be the captain?

After taking another look at his new teammates, Locke's eyes lit up and he suddenly had a new idea. He refused the request to take over as captain, hid in the shadows, and left his clone behind.

As a veteran, let me see if you newbies are qualified to be my teammates.

Accept my test of toying with you (crossed out)!

Consciousness surged upwards like a sudden burst from the icy seabed.

Li Hua opened his eyes, breathing heavily. He subconsciously took a deep breath of the sand and dust he inhaled, which made his chest feel as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand. Each breath was accompanied by a knife-like pain.

The sand and dust entered his nasal cavity and throat, causing him to bend over and let out a heart-wrenching cough.

He looked up, but instead of the expected forest, he was swallowed by an endless expanse of gray.

The sky was a solidified leaden gray, the sun was obscured by clouds, and in the distance, a huge, vine-like object pierced the sky, like the legendary Tower of Babel reaching to heaven.

Looking down, the earth was yellowish-gray. In the wasteland, the once bustling city had long since become desolate. In the distance, skyscrapers collapsed one after another, some broken in the middle, some tilted over, revealing dark, gaping windows inside, like empty mouths.

A huge GG sign hangs from the rooftop, the word "ASHTOASH" on it blurred, yet it exudes an aura of despair.

Li Hua's face darkened, but he couldn't help but scream inwardly.

Something's not right! I clearly heard that I was going to a cabin in the woods before I was teleported, so where am I? How did it turn into the apocalypse?

Could it be that we've encountered another chaotic plot twist?

God, are you kidding me?!

"Welcome to Hell."

Hearing an unfamiliar voice behind him, Li Hua subconsciously turned around, gathering psionic lightning in his hand, and looked warily at the man on top of the hovercar wreckage.

A newcomer? No, how could a newcomer wake up before me? Even if a newcomer is strong, there's a limit. Sasuke was only slightly stronger than me when I first started out, let alone now that he's already been strengthened once.

Seeing this, Locke quickly clasped his hands together to show that there was no malice, and reminded him with a smile, "Don't misunderstand, look at your watch, it will explain the situation. We are teammates now."

Li Hua put away the psionic lightning in his hand with some skepticism and looked at the black watch on his wrist.

His pupils contracted sharply, then his brows furrowed, his mouth opened slightly, his face filled with disbelief, before he fell silent.

Just then, coughs and exclamations came from the surrounding ruins, and the other team members who had been teleported there woke up one by one.

The guy in the Iron Man suit shook his still dazed head, and his mask popped open with a "click," revealing a slightly immature face with black-rimmed glasses.

He looked up and saw Locke. Two pale blue flames shot out from the thrusters under his feet, and he flew to Locke's side with a "whoosh," casually putting his arm around Locke's shoulder.

"Wow, this newbie is amazing, waking up before me. Do you also have some kind of special ability? It's good to have abilities, but unfortunately you haven't been enhanced yet, so you probably won't be of much help."

As he finished speaking, he patted his chest, his battle suit making a dull metallic clang. He grinned, pointed to himself, and declared with boundless confidence, "It's alright, we're teammates from now on. Follow me, and I'll guarantee you survive this!"

At the same time, Captain Li Hua had completely figured out what was going on. He raised his head and said calmly to Glasses, "Glasses, he's not a newbie, he's a veteran."

"?"

The hand that had been resting on Locke's shoulder froze instantly. He stared at Li Hua, then turned to look at Locke, his smug smile gradually solidifying into utter bewilderment.

What does it mean that no newbies come to the mission but veterans do? Is that how it's written in the God's Space? That can't be right!

The smile on the glasses didn't disappear; it simply moved to Locke's face. Locke smiled, stretched out his arm, and pulled him into a tight embrace. With a slight exertion, the man couldn't break free at all, and even his battle suit made a creaking sound as it was being pressed down by immense force.

He leaned close to the man's ear, raised an eyebrow, and said in the same humble tone he had used before, "Brother, what's your name? I'm counting on you for protection from now on."

Glasses adjusted his slipping glasses and said with a forced smile, "Brother, I was just joking around."

When the last team member started to knock off the glasses, the transparent light shield surrounding them also reached its time limit. Without making a sound, it gradually became transparent from the edges, like a soap bubble blown away by the wind, silently dissolving into the air.

No one noticed that, just as the light shield completely disappeared, the shadow beneath Locke's feet twitched slightly. A thin, hair-like black shadow separated from the main shadow, like a living snake, wriggling rapidly along the ground, silently slipping into the shadow of the nearby ruins, and vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, deep within the city ruins a few kilometers away.

The most common pan-evolving Devouring Beasts, the snake-dogs, lay atop the ruins of the building, their eyes closed, letting the sunlight pierce through the clouds bathe their entire bodies, quiet and unlike the man-eating beasts that had brought about the destruction of human civilization.

But the moment the light shield shattered, all the Devouring Beasts stopped moving at the same time.

The tentacles on their backs suddenly bristled up like upright steel needles, and their previously drooping eyelids suddenly flipped open, revealing turbid eyes devoid of any reason, only pure, primal greed.

A low growl rolled from the depths of their chests, carrying the fishy smell of saliva, blending into a muffled thunder.

They all turned their heads in unison.

The angle of the neck rotation was mechanically consistent, and the cracking sound of bones rubbing together was particularly jarring in the deathly silence of the ruins.

In Mana Ecosystem's perception, the six humans who had just arrived in this wasteland were not flesh and blood, but six torches burning fiercely in the boundless darkness.

Every trace of their fear, every bit of curiosity, every wisp of vigilance, and every moment of laughter transformed into a dazzling, blinding light that pierced through kilometers of ruins and crashed straight into the minds of all the Devouring Beasts.

That was the only light in their field of vision.

That was the prey.

In an instant, the entire silent city seemed to come alive briefly.

Countless snake-dogs emerged from every corner of the ruins, scaling broken walls, crawling through pipes, and flooding the streets, forming a surging black wave that rushed toward the direction of the God Squad.

The dense array of claws pounded on the concrete, producing a series of rapid "tap-tap" sounds, like countless war drums beating simultaneously, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

But not long after this black wave surged out of the city ruins, a sudden change occurred.

A pure black barrier rose from the ground without warning, without any light or sound, appearing out of thin air and transforming into a despairing Great Wall stretching across the heavens and the earth.

It precisely cut the snake-dog pack in half, blocking three-quarters of the Devouring Beasts behind the barrier, with only the first quarter managing to get through by sheer luck.

The snake-dogs that were blocked rammed against the barrier frantically, their sharp claws slicing through the black wall with ear-piercing shrieks, but they couldn't even leave a scratch.

They tried to detour to the sides, but found that the barrier stretched endlessly to the left and right, with no end in sight.

Ultimately, all attempts to crash and detour failed.

The surviving snake-dogs stopped moving, raising their heads in unison, their whiskers standing tall with faint red light at the tips, sending urgent intelligence to the distant Mana Flower, awaiting the next instruction from the ecological will.

"Is this the ecology of mana? Swarm intelligence, interesting—"

Locke's figure emerged from the shadows and sat on the fault line of the high-rise building, looking down at the ever-surging black waves.

These instinct-driven monsters were completely unaware that an observer had appeared above them.

Locke stroked his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Since there are too many of them for our friends to handle, instead of just letting these Devouring Beasts go to waste, we might as well use them to try out new toys."

As soon as he finished speaking, a mask slowly emerged from the shadow beneath his feet. The Bart Mask, one of the nine ghost masks in Jackie Chan Adventures, fell into Locke's hands, and he slowly put it on his face.

The moment the cold metal touched his skin, a deep, hoarse voice, completely unlike Locke's, came from beneath the mask: "Nightbat Legion."

As soon as the four words were spoken, all the surrounding shadows stirred up at the same time. Countless dark figures emerged from the cracks in the broken walls, the ravines in the ground, and the shadows of the tall buildings, transforming into humanoid monsters with huge bat wings.

Once the Night Bats were fully revealed, the shadows receded like a tide.

Under Locke's deliberate control, the number of Night Bats was exactly equal to the number of Snake Dogs trapped by the barrier. Their scarlet eyes under their helmets shone in the dark curtain that blotted out the sun, like countless cold stars floating in the darkness, forming a chilling red starry sea.

Without any command, all the Night Bats simultaneously turned towards Locke.

They drew graceful arcs in the air, like well-trained soldiers, arranging themselves in a neat circle around their lord. Then, they simultaneously bent their knees, kneeling on one knee, their movements perfectly synchronized and without the slightest deviation, as if they were countless clones of the same being.

They lowered their heads, pressed their sharp claws to their chests, and quietly awaited their lord's command.

Locke stood in the center of the circle, his mask concealing all his expressions. He casually raised his finger, then let it fall freely, pointing at the group of Devouring Beasts.

"kill."

The next second, the Night Bat Legion simultaneously flapped their wings and took to the air.

From their elevated position, their sharp claws easily tore through the skin of the snake-dog, and the light waves they emitted could pierce through the body of the Devouring Beast.

Although the Night Bats have weak defenses and will turn into black smoke and dissipate once they are pounced on by the Snake Dogs, their absolute air superiority and ranged attack capabilities make them a perfect counter to these flightless, anthropomorphic Devouring Beasts.

The outcome of the battle was entirely predictable.

Just ten minutes later, the last snake-dog collapsed in the pool of blood formed by the Breath of Earth.

The Nightbat Legion suffered losses of less than one-tenth.

These monsters, capable of wiping out the Lighthouse Hunter squad several times over, couldn't even muster a decent resistance against the Ghost Legion.

Seeing this, Locke shook his head, deeply moved. The so-called last hope of mankind, the so-called courage to struggle for survival, are utterly useless in the face of truly transcendent power that transcends dimensions.

Locke leaped from the hundred-meter-high building, landing lightly in the middle of the mountain of corpses without any cushioning, like a falling leaf.

He looked down at his feet and saw the Devouring Beast, whose Spirit Seed had been completely shattered by the Night Bat Monster's light wave. Its flesh and blood had long since turned into viscous black soil, leaving only a pale skeleton scattered crookedly on the ground.

He shook his head.

"The more I look at it, the more something seems off. This mana ecosystem is practically tailor-made for humans; it doesn't look like a normal ecosystem. Is there really a mastermind behind it all?"

He kicked a rib under his foot, and the bone shattered.

"However, if we hadn't been caught off guard back then, the humans in this world wouldn't have died so quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soil beneath his feet began to undulate slightly. The black liquid, as if alive, slowly gathered and flowed in the same direction, clearly indicating that the Mana ecosystem was recycling these scattered life energies.

Locke raised an eyebrow, then suddenly lifted his foot and stomped hard on the center of the pool formed by the gathering of the Breath of Earth.

A muffled thud.

The originally slowly flowing soil suddenly erupted, surging like boiling water, with countless black tentacles stretching out from the pool and twisting wildly.

"Oh ho, so you're possessive of your food?"

Having said that, Locke increased the force, removed his mask, and shouted wildly, "I said, stand up!!!"

The next second, some kind of substance in the black soil began to break free from gravity and drift towards Locke's body, flying into his shadow. Then, countless snake dogs emerged from the shadow and bowed down in submission at Locke's feet.

After sensing the resurrection of the Devouring Beast, the Mana Flower hesitated for a moment before sending ecological commands to it.

"%————**##%& (Destroy the enemy)"

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However, upon receiving a response from these Devouring Beasts, Mana Flower crashed.

"@&——————*￥%@——————(Refuse, you are not our king, we only obey our king's orders)"

"@￥&#￥%@*（？）"

WC! NTR!

Locke looked at his army, a smile appearing on his lips. He tore off the veil, gathered all his soldiers, and wings that transformed from shadows sprouted from his back as he flew in the opposite direction from the God Squad.

A few hours later, the setting sun dyed the leaden sky a bleak orange-red.

The search party of hunters, searching for Mark, drove along the broken road, the wheels crunching over the gravel. Inside the carriage, several young hunters surrounded old Vic, bombarding him with questions.

"Old Vic, did you really kill a Devouring Beast with your own hands?"

A new recruit with a buzz cut curled his lip, looking incredulous.

"That's a lie. Everyone knows that Devouring Beasts are impossible to kill. They can be destroyed and then resurrected."

"Of course I've killed them." Old Vic said calmly, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Last time in District Three, I shot a snake-dog. I think I hit something, because it stopped moving and its body slowly turned into black mud, leaving only a white skeleton, just like—"

Before he could finish speaking, Old Vic slammed on the brakes.

The screeching sound of tires shattered the silence of the twilight.

The entire convoy came to an abrupt stop, catching everyone off guard. The people in the carriages swayed wildly, and the recruit's head slammed hard against the metal.

"Hey! Old Vic, are you crazy?!" the recruit shouted, clutching his head in dissatisfaction.

Nobody paid him any attention.

Old Vic's cigarette fell to the ground from his trembling fingers. He stared intently ahead, his lips quivering, his face as white as paper.

After a long while, he raised his trembling hand and pointed to the white skeletons that covered the entire flat ground at the end of the road, his voice hoarse and barely audible: "It's just like—this."

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