Cold and trembling!
In a vast and boundless wilderness, there were ten people in different outfits lying quietly. Looking around, these people were all lying on the cold ground in a disorderly manner. Their eyes were tightly shut, and their muscles were relaxed. It was obvious that they were in a deep sleep.
After some time, someone in the crowd finally woke up.
It was a young man with a pair of glasses and a crew cut. He had a gentle and refined face and deep black and white eyes. His entire person seemed to have an indescribable calmness.
He was the first to wake up. The moment he woke up, he saw the difference in his surroundings.
"What is this place?"
The man in glasses slowly got up and looked around in confusion. There was a faint sense of caution in his eyes.
"Grass, soil, endless wilderness. The sky is gloomy. It's obviously evening. The visibility is low."
The man looked around, then looked at the ground beneath his feet and the people lying on the ground. His body silently moved to a corner at the side.
"I remember … I was in the office, dealing with medical records!"
"Then …"
Then there was nothing. No matter how hard he tried, he could not remember what happened. It was as if there was a gap in his memory. He suddenly appeared in this strange place.
"There are not many grasslands like this left on Earth. Although the sky is getting dark, I can still see that the surrounding environment is a little different. What is this place? How did I get here? Could it be that someone drugged him with chemicals and then transferred him here? "
"If that's the case, what are they doing? Why did they choose me? "
Just as the man with glasses was thinking, the sound of footsteps could be heard coming from the wilderness.
The sound was very soft, but in this quiet place, it was very ear-piercing. It was hard not to notice it!
He turned his head and saw a tall figure with an expressionless face appear in his field of vision.
"Not bad. You are the best among this batch of Reincarnators!"
The figure in the distance slowly approached. After getting closer, the man in glasses could see clearly who it was. Or rather, what was it?
It was a silver-white metal man in a sci-fi style!
This was like something out of a sci-fi movie. Could it be a military test product or some high-tech robot?
"Don't be nervous, Reincarnator. I believe that the great Overgod has already transmitted all the information to your mind. Think about it carefully!"
"Who are you?" the man in glasses asked as he stared at the metal man.
"My guide will be in charge of guiding you newbies to your first mission! Of course, if you die, you can't blame me. If you die, you really die! "
The Metal Man said indifferently. His tone was full of indifference. He was not like a mechanical product at all, but a real life.
"Alright, I know you have a lot of questions for me. When the others wake up, I'll explain everything!"
"Now, you can properly recall the information in your mind and do a basic understanding!"
As he spoke, the man in glasses saw the Metal Man walk to a corner of the crowd. He stood there and looked at the others who were still unconscious. He was silent and motionless like a statue.
Seeing this, the man in glasses did not ask any more questions. He consciously closed his eyes and began to recall all the information in his mind.
As he recalled, there was indeed an additional piece of information in his memory.
In the information, there was a general introduction of everything in the Overgod Space, including the Overgod Space, missions, rewards, Reincarnators, Reincarnation Wristwatches, mission worlds …
All the information turned into memories that were deeply imprinted in the man in glasses' mind. He could not forget them.
"Is this all true? It's even more incredible than what is described in novels. How is this possible? "
After reading the information, the man with glasses finally had a basic understanding of his current situation. However, this understanding made him unable to believe it.
At this moment, the people who had been unconscious woke up one after another.
There were old people, students, a short-haired young man in his late twenties, a few women, and the man in glasses himself. There were a total of 10 people.
"Where am I?"
"Why am I here?"
"Damn it, who dares to catch me? Who is it?"
…
There were all kinds of noises coming from the people who had woken up. It was extremely annoying and noisy.
Clap, clap!
"Well, rookies, since you are all awake, listen to me now." The Metal Man guide walked to the front of the crowd. His tall figure even blocked the little light, forming a shadow.
He clapped his hands, glanced at the crowd coldly, and continued.
"My name is Number One, and I'm your guide this time!"
"As you can see, I'm not a human. I'm a liquid robot. I'm responsible for your first mission and guide you on how to carry it out."
"Now, think about it properly. The almighty Overgod has already transmitted the necessary information to your minds."
Think?
The crowd quieted down and slowly recalled the memories in their minds. Then, they obtained all kinds of information about the Overgod Space.
"Is … is this true?"
A woman in her forties asked with a pale face. Her voice was trembling. It was obvious that she was very nervous and even lost her composure.
"Don't doubt it. Now that you have left Earth, this is another universe, a new world!"
Number One said faintly, which was the answer to the question.
"Well, I'll explain everything about this mission to you in detail! I hope you listen carefully when I'm talking. This is related to your lives! "
"It's even related to your future!"
Number One looked around. "Listen to me quietly, or else …"
"Or else what? Do you dare to kill us? Don't think that I'm afraid of you just because you're dressed like this. You must be a new robot developed by the government, right? Other than the government, who else would be able to capture all of us without anyone noticing? "
"Everything is just a scam!"
A student in a school uniform stood up and stared coldly at Number One with a mocking expression.
"I advise you to let me go. Do you know who my father is?"
He stared at Number One with an arrogant look on his face, as if he was going to win.
"Bang!"
Number One stretched out his hand, and his palm transformed into a pistol in an instant. Then, he shot at the arrogant student.
The shot was merciless. The bullet went through the student's head and blasted it into a fried dough twist. Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.
"I don't know who your father is, but here, even if your father is Hongjun, it's useless!"
"Now, does anyone dare to interrupt me?"
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