Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

【Task A: Please have the wanderers [Ling Ye] and [Sheng Xiao] proceed to the [Fourth Block Underground Fighting Club] according to the map instructions. Completing the task will reward you with a weapon.】

【Task B: Please have the wanderers [Jiang Ling], [Jiang Yao], and [Liang Tianci] proceed to [Saint Ethan Welfare Home in the Eighth District] according to the map's directions. Completing the task will reward you with supplies.】

【Task C: Please have the wanderers [Yi Zanglan] and [Yin Canglang] proceed to [Hodge Station in Second District] according to the map instructions. Upon completion of the task, you will receive a potion reward.】

The three tasks correspond to weapons, supplies, and medicine, respectively.

"So, we have to complete the task according to the team roster provided by the system?" Jiang Ling was incredulous, her disgust barely concealed. "So this is what randomness is?"

"…Hey, what kind of attitude is that?" Liang Tianci was speechless. "I hate working in family businesses. Do you think I enjoy being with any of my siblings or cousins?"

Mu Qiuzhu, standing nearby, squinted and glanced at him: "What do you mean, you scarred guy?"

"He's always like this." Although Mu Qiuxue spoke softly, her words were sharp. "He's such a scheming person. He's too envious of people who have siblings, which makes him psychologically abnormal and increasingly villainous."

Liang Tianci ground his back teeth twice, then raised his voice impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Captain," Sheng Xiao said, facing Yin Canglang and pointing to Ling Ye not far away, "Do I really have to be on that guy's team?"

To be honest, besides Yi Zanglan, he was also somewhat wary of Ling Ye. After all, in the first captain's match, he was badly defeated by Ling Ye, and even both of his hands were broken.

Yin Canglang ignored him and turned to ask Yi Zanglan, "Captain Yi, how are your team members doing?"

"Very good. Some are quick-witted and agile, some are brave and skilled in battle, and some are calm and observant. Moreover, they all have a strong sense of teamwork." Yi Zanglan replied calmly, "I guarantee that these three are extremely reliable teammates. If any conflict or accident occurs along the way, the responsibility will definitely be on your side."

"..."

In fact, Yin Canglang also wanted to express her opinion, but after glancing at Sheng Xiao and then at Liang Tianci, she realized that she really couldn't say anything too outrageous or against her conscience.

So she could only nod reluctantly: "Tianci is quite smart, and Shengxiao will also rush forward when faced with problems."

"Alright, I hope everyone can cooperate sincerely and put the mission first." Yi Zanglan suggested, "Let's set off as soon as possible. Those of you who don't have a mission can form teams to go to other districts to familiarize yourselves with the terrain or scout out the situation and gather as much information as possible."

Wu Ying and Qin Shaoyu simultaneously gave an OK sign: "Understood, Captain."

Yin Canglang glanced coldly at Xun Zhou: "You're with Qiu Zhu and Qiu Xue, so it's best not to be alone at the very beginning."

"clear."

It was already evening, and the setting sun was slowly sinking below the horizon. The fog was thickening, and tiny specks of ash floated in the air, giving the sky an apocalyptic gloom.

Before leaving, everyone searched the factory. Although in a game where weapons are obtained through missions, players are unlikely to find highly effective tools on their own, they still need something for self-defense.

"Captain, here you go!" Qin Shaoyu pulled out a heavy iron wrench from somewhere and hurriedly stuffed it into Yi Zanglan's jacket. "I'll go find another one for Ye Wang!"

"No need." Ling Ye stood behind the two, hiding a steel blade he had taken from a discarded machine into his sleeve. "Underground fighting clubs usually have very strict body searches, and I can't bring anything too obvious in."

Yi Zanglan observed him silently for a while to confirm his condition.

Because he used Storm Slash in the team match, the skill's side effects will continue into this game, making him weaker as night approaches.

She had already witnessed just how painful it was during that Grandmaster Tournament.

She whispered, "Don't push yourself too hard."

"Mm." Ling Ye smiled at her, looking very confident. "You should have faith in me too. I will get things done."

"Okay, you decide what to do."

The two bumped fists as was their custom, and Yi Zanglan greeted the other team members before setting off with Yin Canglang.

As she passed by Liang Tianci, she took a second look at him and gave him a sincere word of advice.

"These two in my team, Lingling is young and impetuous, while Yaoyao is not good at speaking. They need the guidance and protection of an upright person like Mr. Liang. I hope Mr. Liang will take good care of them. I would be heartbroken if the two siblings got hurt."

Liang Tianci: "..."

If you're going to threaten someone, just say so. Why add a sarcastic remark?

He's almost thirty years old, and with his naturally ugly face, no one has ever thought he was upright!

* * * * * *

Since the second block is the furthest from the sixth block, the only vehicle that could be considered a means of transportation in the temporary base cannery was requisitioned by the two captains.

As night deepened, Yin Canglang was in charge of driving, speeding and bumping along the way towards their destination.

To be honest, Yi Zanglan himself drives in a similarly unrestrained style, but sitting in the driver's seat and sitting in the passenger seat are two completely different experiences, not to mention that the passenger's seatbelt was broken.

So after nearly being thrown off balance for the Nth time, she finally couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yin Canglang.

"Ten years have passed, and your driving skills haven't improved at all."

"You've made some progress." Yin Canglang glanced at her briefly, "But this car is too dilapidated; it's good enough that it can even be driven."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zanglan showed no particular expression and turned her head back.

Yin Canglang waited for a while, but when he didn't hear the other party speak again, he couldn't help but frown.

"What, besides criticizing my driving skills, you have nothing else to say?"

"What do you want to hear?"

"Now that we've accepted the invitation to collaborate, I think we should at least try to improve our understanding of each other to make up for the lost decade."

Yi Zanglan lazily rubbed her temples: "You know it's been ten years. Everyone's gone their own way, suffering their own hardships. There's nothing to share."

"...You left Raven just to suffer outside?"

"Not entirely, of course there are happy times too."

Yin Canglang nodded, his face calm, as gloomy as the dark night before a storm.

"I understand. You really didn't have a single good day back then, so it's normal that you were unhappy."

"It's rare to hear you say something like that." Yi Zanglan sighed inexplicably. "I thought you hated me to death."

"I do hate you. Not a single day in these ten years has passed without my hatred," Yin Canglang said coldly. "If you hadn't come sooner, and I had never seen you again, I might have continued to hate you for the rest of my life."

"..."

"But as soon as you came, I suddenly felt a little tired, and hatred didn't seem to matter anymore." Yin Canglang rested her hands on the steering wheel, her fingertips tapping rapidly and abruptly. She suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh, "...In the first captain's match, I had already vented everything I needed to, and I did lose to you. I'm willing to accept defeat."

"I was prepared to never see you again." Yi Zanglan rested her forehead on one hand, gazing at the dilapidated streets outside the window, her eyes filled with desolation. "So, why did you get into the Doom Game?"

"It's a long story. So, why did you get involved in the Doom Game?"

"It's a long story."

"..."

Very well, you two have killed the conversation again.

The delivery truck veered and swerved onto a side road. As more and more buildings were charred, the two men gradually discovered clusters of infected individuals.

Strangely, they still appeared to be human, not monsters, and showed no signs of mutation.

However, their mental state was clearly abnormal. They appeared to be walking and communicating normally, but in reality, some were wailing, some were laughing wildly, some were looking around in panic, and some were acting like madmen.

Is this what they call an "emotional virus"...?

Yin Canglang stared straight ahead and suddenly slammed on the brakes.