Wizards pursue the truth

Chapter 481 [481] (Third Update) Investment Achieves an Infinite Ammo Pistol

What is the purpose of the facilitator?

What benefits can one gain from becoming a mentor and guiding newcomers?

No one would do something meaningless or irrelevant.

Unless that event can have a corresponding impact on him and change him.

Wang Ya views the entire Main God Space as a company, and Zhang Xiaojie is like a long-time employee who will proactively provide interviewees with information and intelligence to increase their chances of passing the interview.

There are two aspects to it: either it's about the number of employees who pass the interview, the more people who pass, the more benefits he can gain; or it's about gaining personal connections, the new employees can become part of his faction and provide corresponding assistance.

The God Space cannot be defined simply as an ordinary company. Given the high number of reincarnators lost and the difficulty of the tasks they face, it is bound to encourage them to band together for mutual support.

Perhaps this is not just the way the Main God Space screens newcomers for interviews.

It was also Zhang Xiaojie, the so-called guide, who was screening future teammates.

We'll only know the specifics after this mission ends.

The car fell silent, save for the sounds of driving and the screeching noise from years of disrepair. The new reincarnated souls, each burdened with their own thoughts, sat in different corners of the space, their faces shifting between light and shadow as they pondered their own woes.

Most people still felt uneasy and nervous, and had a fear of the unknown regarding this mission.

Zhang Xiaojie reverted to his aloof and unapproachable demeanor, his face expressionless, and no one dared to provoke him.

I sat quietly near the back of the carriage.

"Senior, could you please give me some help? I really want to get through this mission, survive, and become a true reincarnator."

"If possible, I will repay you in the future."

Wang Ya approached Zhang Xiaojie, speaking very softly, just enough for the other person to hear clearly.

His dark eyes stared intently at the other person.

With longing and anticipation.

He was testing the waters, and also making an attempt.

The strength of this physical body can only be considered the limit among ordinary people, and does not involve the extraordinary level.

Unless he is willing to use that part of the true spirit power that can alter and distort reality.

That kind of power is destined to be used at crucial moments; it is an absolute trump card.

Zhang Xiaojie opened his eyes, which had been closed for rest. His pupils were a deep gray, indifferent and cold. When his gaze fell on Wang Ya, the latter could clearly feel the pressure coming from all directions. It was a spiritual force, but it did not involve the extraordinary. To put it more mysteriously, it could be described as a strong coercion of the other party's biological pheromones, specifically called "killing intent" or "aura".

Wang Ya stood still, perfectly befitting her character, with a look of fear on her face, but she had also broken free from that mental pressure.

Zhang Xiaojie was somewhat surprised. It was rare to see a new reincarnator who could break free from his aura. Just as he had expected, this somewhat dejected pale-faced guy had the greatest potential and was most likely to pass the selection test and become a formal reincarnator.

After some thought, he still had some hesitation.

Seemingly sensing something, their gaze involuntarily turned towards the front of the carriage.

The body sensed that the carriage was moving at a slower speed, indicating that it was about to reach the point where the mission would take place.

He made up his mind.

[Note: Successfully consuming 3000 Reincarnation Points allows you to give any items of up to one tier to the selected target.]

Wang Ya readily accepted the silver samurai sword handed to him; it was very small, only the length of a thumb, but at the moment he received it, information from the Main God Space also appeared in his mind.

It made him instantly understand all the relevant details and how to use it.

His eyes brightened, and he glanced at Zhang Xiaojie, whose face was expressionless; the latter's lips twitched slightly, as if he was caught in some kind of regret, and he remained silent.

Wang Ya knew that this was the time for him to step forward and show his loyalty.

"Thank you very much, Senior Zhang. After completing the mission, I will come to find you and repay your kindness."

He spoke very seriously, and his expression was very solemn.

Zhang Xiaojie's lips moved slightly, and a voice resounded directly in Wang Ya's mind.

It is a string of numbers that seems to be related to some of the daily routines after becoming a reincarnator.

That string of numbers is currently unavailable.

Zhang Xiaojie gave Wang Ya a deep look, straightened up from his half-sitting, leaning-back position, and said coldly, "Congratulations, it's time for the mission to begin."

"Life or death, death or life, is in your own hands. Live on, you foolish newcomers."

The words were still echoing when the figure disappeared inside the carriage.

While everyone was stunned, they could also notice the change in the speed of the carriage.

It's slowing down.

This process is quick.

With a loud 'bang,' the force transmitted through the carriage, causing all the new reincarnators to lose their balance inside. They instinctively braced themselves against the walls, their faces showing unease.

Wang Ya appeared very relaxed, with one foot on the wall, knee bent, and both hands fiddling with the things Zhang Xiaojie had given him.

A gun, a silver Desert Eagle, but with special features: explosive bullets, no need to reload, five bullets generated daily, and no recoil.

He raised an eyebrow slightly.

Not so much as he did; the moment he saw the guns, he understood.

As for the item's level, it is likely related to its extraordinary power.

A special Desert Eagle, which is somewhat extraordinary, should be considered excellent in terms of practicality and cost-effectiveness, even among Tier 1 items.

Firearms have a huge advantage in the early stages of a superhuman's journey.

Click!

The train car doors seemed to have collapsed due to years of disrepair, and the cold wind that rushed in through the gaps blew against everyone's faces. This seemed to be the subway's central hub in an underground cavern, and also the entrance to that unknown base.

The green indicator light is still flashing, which is good news, proving that the power supply is still working and the base is operating normally.

The mechanical elevator allows access to the base's interior, which is currently located on the surface underground and is not part of the true core of the base.

"Gentlemen, please hear me out. It is a fact that we have become so-called 'prepared reincarnations'; only by sticking together can we get through this disaster and have a greater chance of survival."

A man in a suit, with an extraordinary air about him and clearly in a high position, appeared to be middle-aged with a receding hairline. His physique was overweight and bloated due to his long-term involvement in drinking culture. He stepped forward, and his voice drew everyone's attention.

"Why don't we work together to explore this underground base and find out why we lost contact?"

(End of this chapter)