Infinite Reincarnation: Survival Begins from Ishimura

When the morning sun shone through the window onto Mu Xing's face, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Above his head, there was a familiar ceiling.

"Awake?"

The madman who was busy in the kitchen poked his head out.

Mu Xing smelled the tempting aroma of food.

"Brother, the food is almost ready." Ye Fei also poked his head out and said.

"How long have I slept?"

"I didn't disturb you because you didn't wake up. I slept for about an hour."

The madman brought out the steaming, sizzling stir-fried beef.

Mu Xing casually touched the phone next to him.

He glanced at the time, seven o'clock in the morning.

"A Fei, is your sister back?"

"She's back, and she's driving here." He glanced at the time: "About half an hour."

"In that case, don't eat yet, wait for them."

Mu Xing sat up and started checking the messages on his phone.

At the same time, Alessa and Tangdou were released.

With one more person and one cat in the room, it suddenly became lively.

Fatty reports almost every day, and regardless of whether Mu Xing reads the information or not, he will take a photo of the company report and send it to him every day.

It seems that Fatty has long been accustomed to Mu Xing's sudden disappearance.

Anyway, he will come back unexpectedly in a few days.

In addition to Fatty, there is also a text message from Qing Yan, who probably said that the video she shot in the United States last time went viral, and she plans to switch to a travel blogger.

Mu Xing neither supports nor opposes this girl's strange ideas, and lets this girl do it herself.

Then there are the sales data sheets sent by Zhang Ting every day. It can be seen that various serums are selling very well.

Mu Xing's account has added several million Terra coins.

Before, he might be so excited that he couldn't sleep, but he just made a fortune, and there are dozens of purple weapons and various props in the warehouse.

The flame of excitement has been extinguished a lot.

The text messages in the past two days are all urging for delivery, hoping that Mu Xing will replenish the stock in time after returning, and the serum in the store will soon be sold out.

Mu Xing sent a text message directly to Zhang Ting, telling him that a new batch of serum would be mailed directly tomorrow.

The other party replied to the text message almost immediately, looking forward to Mu Xing's supply, and at the same time asked for more.

"It seems that the serum business is good." Crazy said.

"It's okay, just barely, isn't this for the development of the war group to accumulate funds."

Mu Xing continued to look through the messages.

Aolina sent several messages of concern in succession. Of course, the concern was not for him, but for Crazy.

He simply replied with an OK gesture, but the other party did not reply in time, probably busy with something.

Clicking on the next message, Mu Xing looked up:

"Crazy, Sister Ye sent a message to ask if you are dead."

Crazy, who was cooking soup, had a stiff expression: "What do you think?"

"Oh, then I'll send a message saying that you are terminally ill and will die soon."

"Hey, don't send random messages."

Crazy came over in a hurry to grab the phone, but Mu Xing edited the message first and sent it out.

"You want to kill me?" Crazy was speechless.

"Haha, don't worry, I just invited her to dinner."

"You can't send this either."

"It's already been sent."

Ding Dong...

The message came back.

"The message was replied."

"What did she say?" The madman looked strange.

"Okay!"

Mu Xing turned the phone over to show him.

"Is she really coming?"

The madman felt dizzy.

"Old people should be more reserved." Mu Xing patted his shoulder.

He then opened the last message, from Yi Yue.

"Madman, what does this nightmare conscription order mean?"

"What did you say?"

The madman looked up suddenly.

"I said nightmare conscription order."

The madman took the phone, glanced at the message, and then called back directly.

Soon, the other side answered.

"It's me, Baili. Yes, that's right. I'll send you the location of the call-up order. Come over."

Looking at the serious expression on the face of the madman, Mu Xing sensed the tense atmosphere: "What's wrong?"

The madman handed over the phone: "I thought the nightmare call-up order would come later, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly."

"Is there something wrong with the nightmare battlefield?" The only thing Mu Xing could think of was the nightmare battlefield.

"Yes, there are two situations in which the system may issue a nightmare call-up order."

"First, the front line is in an emergency, and the survival system issues a nightmare call-up order to summon masters to assemble and stabilize the front line."

"Second, there is a large-scale battle about to start."

"What large-scale battle?" Mu Xing asked subconsciously.

The madman didn't say anything and kept silent.

Obviously, this is also a confidentiality category.

"Are you going to be drafted?"

"Not sure, it's not convenient over the phone, let's talk about it in detail when Yi Yue comes over."

Ye Fei, who was playing with the cat next to him, also subconsciously raised his head: "What is the nightmare battlefield?"

Mu Xing held his head with one hand: "Don't ask around, kid."

He rolled up his sleeves and looked at the skull on his arm.

The skull had cracked two-thirds.

"It looks like you will be completely shattered after experiencing one more world at most. You must prepare for the nightmare battlefield in advance in the next world." The madman looked serious.

"What is the most important thing in the nightmare battlefield?" Mu Xing asked.

"Survival!"

The madman uttered two words seriously.

"I understand, I'll go to the auction house to buy a world-oriented prop."

"The nightmare sign order is coming soon, it may not be cheap." The madman said.

"Don't worry, I'll go find Zhang Ting."

Mu Xing quickly sent a message to Zhang Ting, asking him to help pay attention to the world directional props.

The so-called world-oriented props refer to props that can select the next survival world within a certain range.

After using props, the survival system will directly teleport it to the designated world.

The price is expensive, and good designated world props are even more popular.

Mu Xing must first start and get the right directional props in the world.

Soon, Zhang Ting replied, saying that he would use his connections to help search for relevant information.

Several people were silent, and a rapid sound of horns sounded outside.

"A Fei, open the door!"

"Hey, you damn girl, don't you call me?"

Ye Fei hurriedly ran to open the door, but found that Li Hongwei was pinching his throat and learning Ye Ling to speak.

"Fatty, come down to me and see if I won't beat you up."

"Brother picking the bones, drive the car in."

Ye Ling commanded on the side.

The chewing bones still looked cold-faced and drove the car into the yard meticulously.

"I'm back. Will the survival go smoothly this time?" Mu Xing asked.

"Fortunately, the difficulty is average, and the teammates are quite good, so it's not difficult to cooperate to pass the level." said Qiaoji.

Mu Xing looked at Li Hongwei: "I asked you to bring new people, how did you bring them?"

"No, my boss, this brother is very fierce, so why do I need to take care of me? I was led by him all the way." Li Hongwei looked aggrieved.

Ye Ling said on the side: "This time, he was indeed commanded by the brother Jibo. Although he is relatively weak, he has a strong view of the overall situation. He has led us to survive several times."

Tiebo looked shy: "It's everyone who worked together and was willing to believe me. If they were all newcomers, they would have been wiped out long ago."

Mu Xing didn't expect that he would pick up a treasure by accident.

"By the way, Blood Moon boss, didn't you cause trouble for the Iron Team this time?" Li Hongwei asked.

"Look for it."

"What's the result?"

"The team is destroyed!"