Infinite Reincarnation: Survival Begins from Ishimura

Sing is a tall East Asian man with a face.

He is 1.95 meters tall, wearing a black suit, with an inverted triangle shape, and his shoulders are particularly wide and thick.

"Big Chinese?"

The blonde man held the driver's collar and relaxed slightly, with a disdain on his face.

"English, want to fight?"

The two of them faced each other and the atmosphere in the car was solidified.

"Bang!"

Gunshots sounded in the carriage.

"Stop it all!"

An old hunter in his 70s turned his revolver and slowly inserted his gun holster into his holster.

"I didn't see that it was difficult for ten people to match? Are you going to have an internal strife now?"

Mu Xing turned his head and saw the old hunter with curly black hair and wearing a cowhide triangular hat.

The hunter dressed up, in addition to the revolver that had just been inserted into the holster, he also had a shotgun and a shotgun behind his back.

Rosacea has a red neck and is dressed as a typical red-neck farm old hunter in the United States.

Although he is old, his muscles are not inferior to that blonde Englishman at all.

At the same time, the entire carriage was staring at the blonde man.

It seemed as if he felt that he had been angry with the public, the blonde raised his hands quickly: "Don't be nervous, just kidding, just liven up the atmosphere."

Said

He reached out to sort out the suit of the Chinese man in front of him, with an expression that nothing had happened just now.

The Bang Guoren obviously didn't appreciate it, so he snorted and got off the car directly.

Others got out as well.

Mu Xing and the madman winked, and the two sitting in the back row finally got off the car.

Just as they stepped on the asphalt road, the rain that had just raked in a sudden stop.

The surrounding moisture began to rise, and fog formed behind them.

"It's not good, it's foggy."

A middle-aged man wearing suspenders and erecting a general's belly frowned.

"Hey, driver, the road ahead..."

He knocked on the car door and exclaimed, "Where is the driver?"

Others who survived quickly got on the bus and searched, but found that the driver was missing so suddenly.

It seemed like the one who drove their bus just now was a ghost.

"Crazy, did you see the driver just now?"

"He scattered into the fog."

Mu Xing was stunned, but didn't say anything more. He planned to wait and see what happened first.

"Hey, come down quickly, the survival system has sent a task."

A crisp female voice rang outside the car, attracting everyone's attention, and they got out of the car quickly.

Mu Xing looked up and saw that the entire bus was rusting rapidly, and rusty handwriting began to appear on the window glass.

[Survivors, welcome to the world of survival: the origin of Silent Hill. 】

[This world is a multi-dimensional surreal survival world, and the survivor's attributes are bonuses for the world. 】

[Magic, witchcraft, spell and other magical equipment and skills are increased by 30%]

[The effect of scientific and technological equipment and skills such as firearms and explosives is increased by 20%]

[The body strength is increased by 15%, the running speed is increased by 10%, the abnormal mental resistance is increased by 20%, and the rationality is increased by 30%. 】

[The punishment for death retrospective punishments in different time stages in this world are different. Please check the survival terminal yourself. 】

[Killing monsters has a chance to obtain special equipment, and successfully passing the level has a chance to obtain special points. 】

Although the prompt texts on the windows are all positive, they make everyone outside look particularly ugly.

"No, why are you all doing a bitter face?"

A young man from the Dragon Kingdom who looks sunny and looks confused.

The middle-aged man next to him shook his head: "Young man, you are still too young, you have just become a formal survivor, right?"

"Yes!" the young man said without any concealment.

"Have you played horror games?"

"Have you played it!"

"When a horror game doesn't give you any props, it means there are always many props and life paths waiting for you in front of you."

"What does it mean when the game starts with guns and cannons and status buffs?"

The young man scratched his head: "It means he's going to hit a boss?"

"It means that the danger we are about to face is beyond our average strength, so the survival system will give a Buff bonus."

When the young man heard this, his expression instantly turned into a bitter face: "Mom, it's so spicy, I haven't married yet!"

This instantly made many people laugh.

"Everyone, since everyone is riding in the same car, they are all colleagues, please introduce yourself!"

The red-necked hunter with a gun on his back stood up and said.

He first pointed to himself: "Cadis, an American, is a hunter."

The blonde man next to him said, "Just call me William, swordsman."

Then he poked the Bang Guoren who had just had a conflict with him.

Although this Englishman was very unhappy, he still spoke: Kim Yong-jin, Taekwondo is good.

The New Year man with the general's belly spoke: "Li Hongwei, you can call me Viagra, I, I know some Taoism."

"You can find me if you want to see fortune tellers, and you can find me if you read Fengshu and ask for marriage."

Mu Xing looked at him sideways. This Viagra should be from Long Guo.

The young man next to him should be too.

Sure enough, the young man said, "Hello everyone, Zhou Cheng."

He patted the sniper rifle on his back: "Shooting enthusiast."

Immediately afterwards, the girl next to him spoke, and she discovered the words on the car window just now.

"Hello, my name is Wu Qian, I know some magic." She raised the staff inlaid with blue gems in her hand.

Beside her, there were two other girls.

They looked a little shy, wearing a face scarf, revealing only a pair of eyes. They looked like they were from Baixiang.

"Molia, I know hypnosis."

Beside her, there was also an East Asian face, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his nationality was exposed.

He nodded to everyone: "Narita man, Sakura countryman, both spear and sword skills, please take care of me."

Finally, everyone's eyes focused on Mu Xing and Feng.

Mu Xing said directly: "Blood Moon, Summoner!"

He must be training hunters, so he directly gave himself a position as a summoner.

Frenzy looked around and said lightly: "Bai Li, fighter!"

Obviously, he did not use the name of madman this time.

The red-necked old hunter Cadice walked to the center of the crowd: "Everyone, everyone knows each other. I just want to say one thing. Since we are in the same world, I hope everyone will focus on the overall situation. Fighting between survivors is meaningless."

Some people nodded in agreement, while others had no expression.

Obviously, such polite words have no binding force on the old hands in front of them.

Suddenly

Mu Xing noticed that the fog at the end of the road behind him was spreading rapidly and extending rapidly.

At the same time, a white box truck was driving towards them quickly.

The logo of Federal Logistics was printed on the body of the truck.

I don’t know if it was because the driver was tired and the driving was crooked, plus the road was slippery.

The huge truck suddenly overturned and fell in front of them with a bang.

The body of the truck rubbed against the ground and slid dozens of meters before it stopped.

The ten people on the road looked at each other, expressing that they were all a little confused.