I was used as cannon fodder at the start, but my superpower came into play!

Cold, shivering...

Su Yu slowly woke up and found herself in a room that was at least 100 square meters.

The wooden floor exuded an inexplicable chill, and the white walls were eerily so.

To be honest, when Su Yu first saw that wall, he even thought he was in a hospital, but he didn't smell any pungent disinfectant, which dispelled the thought.

Su Yu was awakened by the cold, without a doubt, and the cause of this was the hard floor beneath him.

"Well......"

Squeezing out a groan, Su Yu slowly got up from the ground, taking in the layout of the room.

too weird!

As his gaze swept across everything in the room, Su Yu was surprised to find that it was a completely unfurnished room.

Not only was there no furniture, but even more strangely, there wasn't a single window in the room.

"hiss......"

He gasped, and sweat began to bead on Su Yu's forehead.

He saw a solitary door on one side of the room.

At that moment, a few people were standing at the door, seemingly chatting idly. Because their voices were not loud, Su Yu could not hear what they were saying.

A thought flashed through Su Yu's mind, telling him he should go over, open the door, and leave this eerie room.

But reason quickly prevailed over impulse, and Su Yu knew clearly that what he should do right now was to remain still and stay put.

There were more than a dozen people in the room, including the ones standing at the door.

Given the current unclear situation, taking any rash action would only make him the center of attention.

Su Yu doesn't mind showing off in appropriate situations, but jumping out without understanding the situation is unwise.

As expected, just as Su Yu thought, even if he didn't take any action, someone else would still do the same thing.

Among the crowd, a man dressed in a brown work uniform, who looked like a migrant worker, walked towards the door and stopped in front of the group of people at the door.

"Could you move aside? Don't block the doorway."

The migrant worker frowned and spoke to the people at the door. His tone wasn't exactly harsh, but it revealed his impatience.

The people standing at the door exchanged glances, but no one said anything. They casually stepped back a few paces to make way for each other.

However, the way they looked at the migrant worker was as if they were staring at a circus monkey.

The migrant worker was naturally annoyed by being stared at like that, but he didn't bother to say anything.

He went straight to the door, grabbed the doorknob, and twisted it forcefully.

However, what happened next was astonishing.

No matter how hard the migrant worker tried, whether he turned the doorknob, pushed and pulled the door, or even rammed it with all his might, the door remained unmoved, as if it were welded to the wall.

"Hold!"

The migrant worker was so angry that he cursed and kicked the door, making a loud bang.

The force was so great that the migrant worker stumbled back several steps and almost fell on his backside.

Unfortunately, the door remained firmly in place, as if nothing had happened.

"Idiot."

One of the men who was standing at the door gave his opinion.

The extremely insulting words, when they reached the migrant worker's ears, immediately aroused his dissatisfaction.

Taking three steps at a time, the migrant worker rushed up to the rude guy and shouted at him with his neck stiff.

"What did you say? Say it again and see what happens!"

Looking at the young man who was half a head shorter than him, with his hair dyed in various colors and styled like a hedgehog, wearing a black leather jacket and several lip piercings, the migrant worker swore to God that if this guy dared to repeat those two words again, he would immediately take action and punch the shit out of this little brat.

"stupid......"

The energetic young man clearly didn't take the migrant worker seriously and made a move to repeat what he had just said.

That's enough.

Among the group, a burly man with a scar on his face and a height of over 1.8 meters spoke up.

Although his voice wasn't loud, his words seemed to have a magical power, forcing the energetic young man to swallow back the words he was about to say.

The young man's lips twitched a few times, but in the end he didn't dare to disobey the scarred man.

"I don't want to waste any more words. This door can't be opened, and you're all dead. What follows is a survival killing game. Those who survive can return to this room and not only receive generous rewards but also return to the real world. Those who die will be completely eliminated, and even your real-world relatives and friends will not remember you. In other words, all traces of your existence will be wiped clean."

Scarface completely disregarded the psychological impact his words would have on everyone in the room.

"You're talking nonsense!"

The migrant worker instinctively retorted, wanting to argue with the scarred man.

This is normal, after all, no one wants to hear from someone else that they are dead.

But before the migrant worker could finish speaking, the energetic young man standing in front of him attacked.

"You think you're so great, huh? You dare to talk back to the boss? Don't you know who's in charge here?"

The energetic young man's fist moved faster than his words, slamming into the migrant worker's face.

The seemingly thin but energetic young man instantly overpowered the migrant worker who was over 1.7 meters tall and had a very strong build.

To be honest, the young man wasn't simply standing up for the scarred man; he had long disliked this migrant worker.

He's always the one scolding newcomers; no newcomer ever dares to bark back at him like a dog.

The onlookers fell silent, and only the migrant worker lying on the ground covered his slapped cheek, groaning in pain.

Taking this opportunity, Su Yu also took a good look at the clothes and appearance of everyone in the room.

There were five people, led by Scarface, including Scarface, the young man, one man, and two women.

The man and woman in the photos had a very close relationship. The man was muscular, dark-skinned, and had a buzz cut. The woman was very gentle-looking, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, peach-blossom cheeks, a high nose, and full lips. Combined with her soft gaze, she gave off the perfect impression of a married woman.

The remaining woman was more eye-catching, with long, bright silver-white hair that was smooth, shiny, and fell naturally to her shoulders and back.

She has a pair of captivating eyes, with delicate eye makeup and slightly upturned corners, exuding a gentle yet alluring charm.

She wore a black bodysuit, the material of which was close-fitting and textured, outlining her graceful curves.

The zipper of the bodysuit extends from the neckline to the bottom. She wears black gloves of the same material as the bodysuit, and her hands are placed naturally at her sides. Although she is standing there casually, she exudes an extremely elegant demeanor.

Behind the woman was a white wall that was somewhat eerie, but it added to her cold and aloof beauty.

"It's so beautiful."

After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Su Yu couldn't help but have this thought.

Seemingly sensing that someone was looking at her, the woman looked in Su Yu's direction.

Su Yu quickly looked away, pretending to be nonchalant, and began to observe others.

Besides the five-man group led by the scarred man, the fallen migrant worker, and himself, there were nine other people in the room.

One man and four women were dressed in light blue shirts with a bank logo. The man wore dark blue shorts and black leather shoes, while the women wore dark blue business skirts and high heels. Some wore stockings, while others did not.

Two thugs with their shirts tied around their waists, looking rather shady; a middle-aged fat man with a large belly who looked like a leader; and a tall young man with glasses, slightly thin, who was following the leader and was probably his secretary.

The entire room, with its sixteen people, consisted of these individuals.

Damn it.

Su Yu cursed inwardly. Judging from the current situation, he was starting to believe Scarface's words.

The people in the room were completely unrelated; in reality, they wouldn't even be able to sit together for a meal, yet they were all in the same room.

While he believed it to some extent, Su Yu wouldn't easily take sides; he felt it was necessary to continue observing.

"You mean, we're going to participate in a survival killing game next?"

Encouraged by her colleagues, a female bank employee slowly walked towards Scarface and his group, stopping about three meters away. She mustered her courage and asked them a question.

Scarface didn't bother with any more pleasantries with the newcomer, so he silently nodded, which was his response.

The bank employee swallowed hard and continued to ask.

"What kind of survival killing game is that?"

Anyone with ears could hear the nervousness in the bank clerk's voice—not just worry about the future, but also fear of the man with the scar.

Didn't that young man say that Scarface is their boss?

Putting aside his position in the team, just looking at Scarface's appearance, this guy is no pushover.

"How would I know? If you're not going to ask any meaningful questions, just shut up and wait. The Red Cube will tell you what the theme of this survival killing game is."

Scarface impatiently ended the conversation, finding the new recruits to be terribly unprofessional.

This quality, of course, does not refer to an individual's cultural literacy, but rather to the ability to respond to unexpected situations.

The female bank employee retreated and whispered to her colleagues. The two thugs also huddled together, occasionally whispering to each other, their eyes darting back and forth between the women in the room.

With a pained expression, the secretary, at the fat leader's prompting, stepped forward to speak with Scarface and the others.

"Hello, my name is Xu Zhiwen, and that person over there is...."

By introducing himself right away, Xu Zhiwen was clearly trying to get the other party to take him seriously.

"We don't care who you are. Your wealth and status in the real world are nothing in the Rubik's Cube space. This place believes in the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak. No matter how rich or powerful you are, don't expect to get special treatment."

The energetic young man didn't play by the rules and didn't give Xu Zhiwen any face at all.

As for the scarred man standing to the side, he didn't even bother to reply.

In Scarface's view, a fat, bloated leader would definitely drag the team down, and such a person was destined not to survive long in Rubik's Cube Space.

Xu Zhiwen helplessly retreated to the fat leader's side, shrugged at him, as if to say that he had known this would be the outcome all along.

"Oh my, isn't this Director Zeng?"

Among the five bank employees, the male employee's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over to the fat leader and Xu Zhiwen, striking up a conversation with them.

"Who are you……"

The portly manager turned to look at the male bank employee, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Have you forgotten? I'm Chi Feng, Chi Feng. I was the one who served you when you came to the bank to do business once."

Chi Feng quickly extended his hand, wanting to shake hands with the fat leader.

This scene was witnessed by Xu Zhiwen, who was standing next to the fat leader. The secretary didn't react much, after all, he had seen many people like Chi Feng.

Contrary to his usual behavior, the chubby leader warmly extended his hand and shook hands with Chi Feng.

"Oh, it's Koike. I have a deep impression of you. You are very polite, speak and act properly, and are also very conscientious at work. You are a rare young talent."

The portly leader praised Chi Feng in a tone befitting a junior.

The two did not deliberately lower their voices, so their conversation was clearly heard by everyone in the room.

Su Yu almost laughed when he heard this, thinking to himself that if he really remembered, he wouldn't have failed to recognize Chi Feng's identity when Chi Feng struck up a conversation.

One can only say that he is indeed a leader; having experienced countless interpersonal relationships, he has a thick skin.

The conversation between the chubby leader and Chi Feng continued, and Su Yu treated it as a comedy routine.

"Koike, what kind of work are you currently doing at the bank?"

"The main focus is on the front desk, leading my colleagues to do our jobs well and provide excellent service to every customer who comes to conduct business."

"Foreman, this is a bit of a waste of your talents. While it's true that young people should gain more experience at the grassroots level, they also need to be given a platform to showcase their abilities. I'll talk to your bank manager later. Your bank's managers are getting on in years; let them do some easier work. The heavy responsibilities should be shouldered by you young people!"

"Thank you so much, Director Zeng..."

Chi Feng wanted to express his gratitude, firstly to show his loyalty to the fat leader, and secondly to bring the two of them closer.

Unfortunately, reality didn't give him that chance. Before Chi Feng could finish speaking, a soothing melody started playing in the room.

In just over ten seconds, a red cube rose from the floor in the center of the room into the air.

Each face of this cube is a square, and each square is made up of nine screens. The patterns on these nine screens together form a cartoon female figure with red hair.

"Welcome to the Rubik's Cube Space. I am the manager of this room—the Red Rubik's Cube."

"The mission in this survival killing game is to survive for fifteen days in Water Bear City, which has been hit by a biohazard outbreak. The activity area is limited to the urban area of ​​Water Bear City. Players who leave the urban area before the deadline will be automatically judged as having failed the mission and will be eliminated by the system."

"New players will then be provided with initial equipment, including basic protective clothing and standard firearms."

"Protective clothing can effectively improve a player's physical fitness and protect them from the bites of ordinary zombies, while firearms can help players kill zombies and get through the early stages of the game."

"However, players should note that due to the difficulty restrictions of this round of the game, you can only choose one of the protective suit or the firearm. There is a limit of one protective suit and one firearm. The maximum number of magazines for the firearm is three. Players are not allowed to steal each other's initial equipment. Even if the player holding the equipment dies, other players cannot inherit the right to use the equipment."

"Considering the preciousness of life, Red Cube advises you to make a careful choice: whether to take the protective suit or the firearm and three magazines."

On the screen, the cartoon woman with her eyes closed opened them, her mouth opening and closing, and a pleasant female voice came from the red cube.

Isn't this more appealing than the empty promises the fat boss made to the foreman, Chi Feng?

Now that things have come to this, Su Yu has basically believed Scarface's words, and the next step is to wait and see how things develop.