The curly-haired young man's motivational words had a certain effect.
The first to react was the black-haired woman holding the cross.
"That's right! The great Captain Kodan had successfully survived a five-star Curse Event, and he had even led a large portion of his team to safety.
Our determination will definitely be discovered by the Lord, and the Lord will lead us out of this dangerous Black Forest. "
At this moment, a voice echoed in everyone's minds.
"The incident has yet to begin. You are a university student filming team. Please make direct contact with the main character of the incident, Granny Wang, within an hour and head to the Abandoned Mountain Villa together.
If you do not make contact with Granny Wang within the specified time and interfere or refuse to take the vehicle to the location of the incident, you will be forcibly erased. "
They had an hour to prepare.
The curly-haired young man tried to organize everyone to increase the probability of survival.
"There's plenty of time. Let's introduce ourselves! My name is Edward Murray … My father is a slightly famous writer, and my family is quite well-off.
Due to an accident when I was young, my right hand became like this. "
The young man took off his white gloves and rolled up his sleeves.
A metal prosthetic limb that was a combination of mechanical aesthetics was revealed.
The elbow, wrist, and finger joints were made up of a large number of precision gears and miniature bolts … Not only could it achieve normal bending between joints, but it could also perform bending movements that ordinary people could not achieve.
Hidden in the streamlined metal arm were small steam hydraulic devices that gave the prosthetic limb great strength.
"Steam prosthetic limb!!"
The rather beautiful blonde girl seemed to have grasped at straws. She tried her best to show her beauty and leaned her body towards the young man.
Steam prosthetic limbs were not something that ordinary people could come into contact with. Even a middle-class family in the Holy City would have to spend a lot of money to buy such a prosthetic limb.
The blonde girl's gaze was completely focused on the curly-haired young man, Murray, and she quickly introduced herself, "My name is Hall Monica … My mother works in the 'restaurant.'"
The curly-haired young man, Murray, smiled slightly. He did not accept the girl's embrace, nor did he reject her. He maintained a distance of about two fists.
Since someone had taken the lead, the self-introduction went smoothly.
The strongest and oldest bald white man in the team said with a disdainful expression, "Derian.
I'm an ordinary worker in a parts factory. I'm better at … beating people up.
Damn it! If it's a mutant or monster type event, I can still fight it head-on! This kind of untouchable evil spirit is really disgusting … Why is my luck so bad? "
Once Derion thought of the problem, he directly punched the wall by the road. Of course, he was limited by his body constitution, so he only made a sound. The wall did not move at all.
The black-haired girl with the cross in her hand slowly stood up.
"My name is Grimm Ackaman. I'm a volunteer at the cathedral … Sir Priest promised me that when I come of age in the second half of the year, I'll be able to officially work at the cathedral.
The priest is very good to me … … During the volunteer period, as long as I work overtime in the church at night for a period of time, I will be rewarded with ten pence. "
There was an obvious problem with this sentence.
The church would not open its doors at night, so the so-called working overtime at night was a bit strange.
Then, a young man who pretended to be calm but was actually very flustered stood up.
He looked to be in his twenties. His linen shirt was paired with a coarse vest and a newspaper cap with a furred edge.
"Peters Herbert … Everyone can just call me Bert.
I follow my father to sell newspapers. I'm not particularly good at anything, but I can run faster. I can see who is willing to buy newspapers.
I'll work hard and hope that everyone can survive. "
This newspaper boy could be considered the most optimistic person in the team.
In the end, it was naturally Han Dong's turn … … Among the team, Han Dong's physical fitness was probably ranked last with the thin and weak female believer.
Under the linen shirt, his skinny body gave off a feeling that he would be blown away by a gust of wind.
"Warren Nicholas … … His body isn't very good, so he stays at home and does nothing. However, when he's bored, he has a certain understanding of linguistics and should be able to act as a translator. "
Han Dong deliberately gave a "specialty."
If he appeared too useless, he would definitely be despised by his teammates.
With a lot of information unclear and a weak body, Han Dong had to make himself appear to be of some use and be on equal terms with his teammates. At the very least, he could not be the worst member.
"You know Kyushu's Chinese?" The young man with the steam prosthesis, Edward Murray, was surprised.
"Yes … … There's no problem with basic communication."
"Very good! In a while, you will be the translator and make contact with the important person, Granny Wang, so that all of us can successfully head to the location of the incident. "
"Okay." Han Dong accepted the task and realized his value in the team.
Edward turned to everyone and said,
"Everyone, you don't mind me being the team leader, right?
I hope that everyone can follow my instructions and requests in the upcoming operation. I will do my best to increase everyone's survival rate.
If anyone has any opinions, you can raise them to me or the entire team. As long as it's reasonable, we will definitely accept them. "
"I agree!" The blonde, Hall Monica, was the first to agree.
Following that, Han Dong also raised his hand.
For such a group operation, it was necessary to have a leader.
From the current situation, Edward was qualified.
Just as everyone raised their hands one after another, the bald man, Derion, had a look of disdain. "I will follow you to the location of the incident. I will do whatever I want. I won't listen to anyone's opinions."
Edward replied with a smile. "I understand, Derion. As long as you don't do anything that harms the team, you can do whatever you want."
Then, Edward turned to Han Dong. "Friend Nicholas, shall we set off?"
"Alright."
Just like that, the six of them finished their introductions and formed a united front. They officially embarked on the journey of terror.
For the convenience of remembering.
Han Dong labeled each of his five teammates with a label.
[Prosthesis], [Believer], [Blonde], [Brother Bald], [Paperboy].
In addition, a message from the "Faceless's Head" dispelled Han Dong's intention to take advantage of the situation.
[Detected that the Host is currently in a special spatial zone. Opening the prison will consume a large amount of spatial energy … The portable prison will only be opened temporarily when external objects are stored. The Host is unable to enter the portable prison.]
"Indeed, it's not that simple …"
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