Infinite Metaverse

New York, Bronx.

After the defense of the Isle of Man was basically stable, Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida led the first company and prepared to go to Brooklyn and the Bronx to conduct a wave of exploratory reconnaissance.

Through the auspicious array on the Suzheng, Fu Qinghai observed that fighting continued to break out throughout the New York City area. It was obvious that the wave of zombies set off by perfect humans also affected other players, and everyone was forced to take up arms to resist.

This is a good thing. In the past, reincarnators lurked in society and remained invisible. The zombie army was like locusts passing through the border. All players were forced to show up to protect themselves. Those who were incompetent turned into zombies, and those who were able were still alive. Resisting.

A large number of reincarnations exploded at once.

Fu Qinghai and Qiao Shida walked forward along the street, with a tactical team of Tiefutu Terminators serving as their personal guards. It was broad daylight, but the surroundings were desolate and dead. The streets were full of swaying abandoned cars and tattered corpses. The smell of burnt plastic mixed with the fishy smell of blood was very touching.

All the shops on the roadside had their doors open and no one inside. The goods were still well preserved but no one cared about them. There were only broken glass windows and bodies lying on the broken glass. The C virus, like the G virus, can give the dead the ability to regenerate. There weren't actually many corpses along the way. Many of them were people whose bodies were too damaged to become zombies.

"Someone is killing zombies."

Joestar turned a corpse over:

"Not our people."

"It's normal. There are many reincarnations."

Fu Qinghai said casually.

Then he said in the communication channel:

"Kara, where are you?"

"I'm in Prospect Park, Green Mountain."

The night elf's voice sounded:

"My magic pet and I are here."

"Magic pet?"

"Yes, Anhuruk, have you forgotten the Titan you helped me capture? It has been hiding in Prospect Park. Olivia and I are hunting zombies here."

Oh... Fu Qinghai remembered it.

Anhuruk, that alien plant titan.

To be honest, Fu Qinghai really didn't take it seriously, because the flaw of "fear of fire" is too fatal. In the world of reincarnation, who is a bit capable, no matter the magic side or the science fiction side, who can't use fire attacks?

Of course, if you happen to encounter someone who doesn't have fire means or whose fire power is not strong enough to threaten the Titan, Anhuruk is still very strong. In a duel, Anhuruk will hold down Behemoth and beat him wildly, and the latter is also a strong opponent. A titan.

The key is, can Prospect Park in New York really hide such a big tree? It's a bit abrupt.

"Okay, let's come over and meet up."

Fu Qinghai said to Kravis.

"keep going."

Fu Qinghai ordered.

The crowd continued deep into the Bronx.

Then we started to encounter zombies one after another.

Neither Fu Qinghai nor Qiao Shida took action. Regardless of the size of the zombies, they were easily killed by the Iron Buddha Terminator before they could get close to them. They could not get closer than three meters.

Overhead in a narrow alley, a corpse demon hung diagonally on the wall with its locust legs. There was a row of pitch-black insect compound eyes on its face, staring directly at the people below.

People continued walking seemingly unaware.

The Locust Corpse Demon tilted his head and thought for a moment.

Then he kicked his legs suddenly and jumped down.

The Iron Buddha Terminator holding the power horse didn't even raise his head, but quietly activated the cracking force field, waiting for the stupid zombies to seek their own death. The corpse demon fell at a high speed with the help of its own gravity and reaction force. At this moment, a crack came from the side. The sky roared, and a sword light passed through the slanting stab, and the white light flashed!

"Uh-huh!"

The corpse demon split into two halves instantly.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

There were two dull landing sounds from the ground.

Fu Qinghai looked down at the smooth cross-section of the corpse.

"Be careful, they will resurrect and mutate again!"

A warning sounded overhead.

Fu Qinghai raised his head and took a look.

A young man with black hair jumped down from a dozen floors, then landed firmly and stood in front of Fu Qinghai and others. The black-haired young Chinese man has a very young face. He wears a very middle-class ponytail with two long bangs parted in the middle. He is dressed in a T-shirt, jacket, sweatpants and basketball shoes. The T-shirt has printed in the middle Four big characters - "China Li-Ning", and other clothes seem to be of the same brand.

There is only one special thing.

He carried five long swords on his back.

Chinese long sword.

"Are you here to hunt zombies too?"

The black-haired young man asked curiously.

Um? also? come here? Hunting zombies?

Fu Qinghai analyzed at least two pieces of information from his sentence: First, there are some reincarnators who can overcome the virus infection and have the ability or confidence to kill zombies; second, they can leave New York but deliberately do not leave, or They came all the way from other places just to hunt zombies and earn assimilation points. There are many such reincarnations.

The black-haired young man didn't know that his casual question had exposed so much information. Maybe he knew and didn't care. There was an air of confidence and fearlessness in this young man. He raised his head and looked at the silent armored giants in front of him. The atmosphere was a little stiff and awkward for a while, until the armored giant in the middle made a low, distorted sound:

"Yes."

A simple word.

The black-haired young man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this:

"It turns out you can talk. I thought you were all robots, motionless and silent."

The black-haired young man stretched out a hand:

"Since everyone is here to hunt zombies, we can be considered fellow travelers. Let me introduce myself. My name is Liu Ming. I come from the Legend of Sword and Fairy universe. You may have never heard of this world of reincarnation. By the way, I belong to Awakening Lion .”

"Wake up the lion?"

The giant in black gold armor spoke in surprise.

Then he took off his helmet and stretched out his big hand:

"Qingshan, from the Warhammer 40K universe."

"Haha, you also know about lion awakening, right?"

The young man named "Liu Ming" was laughing and preparing to shake hands, but suddenly his face was stunned and he said:

"Qingshan? Are you that Qingshan?"

"Which green mountain?"

Fu Qinghai asked calmly.

Do you think there are other green mountains in the world of reincarnation?

"Uh-huh, I mean..."

When Liu Ming saw Fu Qinghai's face revealed, it was indeed the same handsome and young Chinese face as in the legend. He confirmed that it was the "Qingshan", and his tone hesitated for a moment:

"Our boss Yang often talks about you."

"Oh? Yang Hengyao?"

Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows and asked.

Although Fu Qinghai has never met Yang Hengyao, he has also heard of the name "Sword Immortal". He is the boss of the largest Chinese society in the world of reincarnation and the lion awakening. Currently, he is the only reincarnation in the entire world of reincarnation that can be called an "immortal cultivator". By. It is said that cultivation requires talent far more than learning magic. Only Yang Hengyao has mastered such a large awakening lion.

Fu Qinghai recalled: Awakening Lion had sent someone to recruit him before. The elder on the other side was very polite and friendly, but in the end he didn't agree.

Chen Xinxue knows Yang Hengyao. I heard that the two sisters Chen Xinxue and Chen Xinlu participated in the lion dance for a long time. Later, they quit due to some personal reasons. Chen Xinxue did not elaborate on the reason. Fu Qinghai guessed that based on the relationship between the sisters understanding - probably because Chen Xinlu is too pretentious. Chen Xinlu has a somewhat extreme personality and is really good at seeking death.

Fu Qinghai recalled Chen Xinxue’s original words:

"Lao Yang, I think, is a very nice person and very loyal. His only shortcoming is... he likes to pretend too much."

Fu Qinghai joked at that time:

"There are people in the world who love to show off more than me. If you say that, I would like to see them."

"You'll know when you see it."

Chen Xinxue smiled and said.

"So, you can speak Chinese, right?"

Liu Ming immediately reacted and asked.

"certainly."

Fu Qinghai nodded.

"Our boss often praised you in front of us and said how awesome you are..."

Liu Ming switched to Chinese and looked at Fu Qinghai up and down as he spoke, with an inquiring look on his face.

I want to see why this person is praised by the boss.

"Oh...that's very nice. Thank him for me."

Fu Qinghai said politely.

"It just so happened that our boss also came over this time. They are over in Chinatown, Queens."

Liu Ming suggested:

"Do you want to go take a look?"

Even the boss of the Lion Awakening team came here?

Fu Qinghai was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Okay, then I'll ask you to lead the way."

Fu Qinghai immediately agreed.

Fu Qinghai went to the Marvel (Earth-616) universe just to do business. The camp option he chose was "no camp." He could not gain assimilation points from any actions that participated in the plot, so he was not interested in these social activities. , but now that I have decided to participate deeply in the plot and play cards, I should meet the other players in the card game and see what their attitudes are.

Although I still don’t know what the major plot event is.

But for now it seems...

There are a lot of players on this card table!

I don’t know how many chips there are in the pool.

Fu Qinghai is thinking.

"Ho ho... roar!"

At this moment, the roar sounded again.

An Ogu giant poked its head out from around the corner.

Several Iron Buddha Terminators were about to take action.

Liu Ming suddenly made a sword gesture with one hand, and three of the five long swords behind him were automatically unsheathed and flew out. The three long swords were shining brightly and flew towards the Ogu Giant. They quickly avoided the zombie giant's big hand. They stabbed the giant's eye socket together, instantly piercing the giant Ogu's head into a colander. The three long swords flew up and down around the giant Ogu, cutting left and right, just like cutting potatoes into shreds, and soon cut the zombie giant into pieces. Only a skeleton was left, and finally he fell to the ground with a "pop".

The long sword flicked away the remaining blood in mid-air.

Then it automatically returns to the sheath.

"How's your sword-controlling skills? Are you handsome?"

Liu Ming asked proudly, raising his eyebrows.

"handsome."

Fu Qinghai nodded and admitted.

Qingshan Khan felt so uncomfortable after being pretended to be in front of others. He thought about the greatness of sword control. My teacher can also fly swords with the force, but I didn't even tell you.

"Let's go to the place you said."

Fu Qinghai said to Liu Ming.

…

New York, Queens, Elmhurst neighborhood.

This is the second largest Chinatown in New York.

The first one is New York Chinatown, which is in Manhattan.

At this time, in a Chinese restaurant called Wenhua Building.

In the private room on the top floor, a group of men and women sat around a round table.

It is the reincarnations of the Lion Awakening Club.

Speaking of which, Yang Hengyao is really particular. It is clear that the whole of New York has become a zombie paradise. Every restaurant is empty, there are no waiters and no chefs. If it were others, they could just eat some dry food during the war. But he couldn't. He felt that club meetings had to look like club meetings and had to be held in a private room of a restaurant.

The low-level members of the Lion Dance hurriedly cleaned the box and kitchen, and in this special period, they prepared a Chinese banquet that was full of color, fragrance, and wine, for a group of high-level players in the club, including Yang Hengyao, to eat and chat. .

"We just entered the city some time ago, so it seems a little late." Yang Hengyao picked up the wine glass and took a sip and said, "I heard someone said that perfect humans brought out some kind of chaotic zombies and spread the virus everywhere. It was very powerful, but nothing happened. It didn't take long before he was killed by a four-armed mechanical giant."

"Yes."

A skinny middle-aged man said:

"Then the mechanical giant went to the Isle of Man."

"It seems that there are indeed a lot of players coming this time."

Yang Hengyao smiled and said:

"They are all aiming at this universe."

"Come on, let's eat first."

Yang Hengyao waved his hand to signal his men to use their chopsticks.

One bottle of Feitian Moutai was finished in one round.

Yang Hengyao did not bother his younger brother but just made a casual move. The exquisite packaging box placed next to the wine table showed sword marks and then automatically broke into several pieces, revealing the intact white wine bottle inside. , after pouring the wine into the wine divider, Yang Hengyao sighed and said calmly:

"Being in this Marvel comic universe, I can clearly feel that my strength has been suppressed by at least 20% to 30% by the rules of the world. However, this is already the peak of my strength outside the two Xianxia universes. "

"Although my strength is sparse and ordinary, I have also heard that some immortal cultivators pay attention to integrating themselves into the world. If the world is changed, my natural strength will be greatly damaged. But I have also heard that some immortal cultivators pay attention to forming a world of their own in the body. I think One day in the future, as long as you, boss, reach that level of cultivation, you may no longer have to worry about the rules of the reincarnation world."

The skinny middle-aged man said with relief.

"It's still early."

Yang Hengyao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Everyone was eating, drinking and chatting for a while.

After three rounds of drinking, although no one present looked tipsy, the thin middle-aged man saw that he was almost drunk and the atmosphere was in place, so he said:

"Boss, I have a nephew who has also entered the world of reincarnation. The kid's basic understanding is not bad, and he has already achieved some success in practicing martial arts. The key is that he is progressing very quickly."

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Hengyao:

"How about I introduce it to the boss?"

"Okay, are you a new member of our club?"

Yang Hengyao immediately expressed interest.

The middle-aged man called in a young man.

The young man bowed respectfully and said hello. Yang Hengyao asked what martial arts school he practiced, and then gave him a few words of encouragement. He promised that when he reached great success, he would give him a secret book on cultivating immortals and give him a try on cultivating himself after practicing martial arts.

The young man found an empty seat and sat down.

Then everyone continued to eat, drink and chat.

Practicing martial arts is just like learning magic. It requires talent. If you don't have talent, you don't have it. This is why Awakening Lion, Zero Realm Guild and Fifth Dimension are all the top five societies in the world of reincarnation, but their total number of members is actually not that many - at least not as large as the low-level members of perfect humans and the intermediate members, just because of their "talent" This thing restricts the vast majority of reincarnators. The world of reincarnation is different from online games. In online games, you can practice as a mage and learn any martial arts style you want. It is just a matter of choice for the player. In the world of reincarnation, many people have three reincarnation lives. It's over, and I haven't even found a life to be a mage.

If you want to be a Buddhist priest, then become a Buddhist priest?

Can you practice cultivation if you want to?

I've played too many games.

"Speaking of which, the technology flow is really good."

Yang Hengyao suddenly said:

"I won't be suppressed by the world view. It's just that there doesn't seem to be a particularly strong technological reincarnation in the entire reincarnation world...except for Qingshan, that guy still has some strength, and the Order Alliance also thinks very well of him."

"I have been in contact with Qingshan."

The middle-aged man put down his chopsticks and said:

"He is very good and meets the requirements of our club in all aspects, but he doesn't really want to join the Lion Dance."

"What a pity."

Yang Hengyao sighed casually.

Then he continued to pour wine for his men.

"I also know that Qingshan."

The young man suddenly interjected.

"Oh, you know him too?"

Yang Hengyao asked with interest.

"Boss, I know the Warhammer 40K universe very well. Don't waste your time. That Qingshan is not good at all. He is a pure traitor and has no qualifications to join the Lion Wake!"

The young man said something shocking.

Everyone present looked up at him.

They all know that the boss is very optimistic about Qingshan.

"Oh, tell me in detail?"

Yang Hengyao said in surprise.

"Warhammer 40K is a tabletop game made by a Yingguo company. As a Chinese, he has so many martial arts universes and fairy universes to choose from in the world of reincarnation, but he has to choose a game made by a foreign company. He is either a traitor or a traitor. What? Moreover, you still join that fucking White Scars Legion, which is a force that imitates Mongolia. A Han joins a foreign race. This is not proper. In the eyes, there is no descendant of our descendants of the Yan and Huang descendants, a pure traitor. "

The young man said a lot.

Yang Hengyao fell silent after listening.

The middle-aged man looked a little anxious.

I want my nephew to stop talking.

However, the young man had no idea:

"Anyway, his behavior is to keep kneeling and licking foreign countries. To sum it up briefly, it can be summed up in four words..."

The young man finally said that classic word:

"The butt is crooked!"

"boom--"

Yang Hengyao lowered his head and raised a hand.

The turbulent invisible sword energy suddenly burst out. The seat where the young man was sitting, the seat, the corner of the table, the wall behind him and the floor under his feet disappeared in an instant. The entire restaurant suddenly lacked a hole, and the top box became an open-air box.

The young man flew off to nowhere.

"Old Song, this nephew of yours..."

Yang Hengyao ate the food and said softly:

"Although the martial arts skills are good, some are not mature enough. In the future, immature young people like this should have more experience and polish before recommending them to me."

"Boss, actually he is... an adult."

The skinny middle-aged man let go of Ji and said helplessly.

"I don't mean age."

Yang Hengyao raised his hand and nodded his head:

"I mean...brain."

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