Infinite space for American dramas

Kirk felt that his eyelids were heavy. Last night, he watched the American TV series "The Walking Dead" in one go, and he fell asleep after five o'clock.

The sun shone on his face, which was a bit dazzling, and Kirk was very unhappy.

"Mom, why did you open the curtains again? I won't have breakfast today." He shouted.

After a while of silence, Kirk smacked his lips with satisfaction and prepared to sleep sweetly again.

But what greeted him was not the loving caress of his mother's hands, but a heavy kick, hitting the most vulnerable part under his ribs. The pain made Kirk open his mouth wide and even spit out his tongue, shouting "Ahhhh"

I shouted twice, but couldn't speak.

"Oh no, who doesn't want to live anymore!" The excruciating pain quickly drove away his sleepiness, and he gritted his teeth and opened his eyes.

An American soldier's boot stepped on his face, causing Kirk to gasp.

Kirk was a little confused about the situation. Shouldn't I sleep in my own bed? Yesterday seemed to be Friday, today should be Saturday, it should be a day to sleep comfortably, it should be...

But the big foot was raised again and stomped down hard again! Kirk's face was abused again, the back of his head hit the wall, and blood flowed out of his nose happily. Finally, he screamed. "

Don’t hit me! My family will give you money! Brother, I have something to discuss! I will actively cooperate, change my mind, and be a new person!”

"**! Get up quickly! Next time I will kick your shit out of your mouth!" a European and American white man yelled.

Holy shit, who is this! Kirk got up and glared at the other person.

The European and American in front of me is a one-armed man. He is 190 centimeters tall, as strong as a lion, and has big feet. (Kirk said: Oh my God, can we not mention this.) The most eye-catching thing is that the man

His right arm was broken off at the wrist, replaced by a sharp and shining wrist blade.

"This seems to be Merle Dixon!" Kirk secretly shouted in his mind, "Is it possible that I have watched too much of the American TV series "The Walking Dead" and am thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night? This dream is really unlucky."

However, soon, a punch from the white man brought Kirk back to reality, confirming that he was not dreaming.

"Why are you hitting me?" Kirk covered his face and yelled, thinking: "Damn it, I don't want to hit someone in the face, I have such a handsome face."

"Why did I hit you?" Mori pinched his teeth, still with the same evil expression.

"For no reason, just because I pulled you out of the zombie horde and saved your little ass." Morrie put his big rough face against Kirk's and suddenly screamed hysterically.

"Little Handsome Pot, what if I hit you?"

Kirk was so frightened that he retreated to the wall. Morrie is a typical villain template in the play. Of course, a timid and fearful otaku like Kirk will be frightened.

"Hey, I know you're a weakling." Morrie spat contemptuously, "I don't know why I'm so crazy that I want to save a loser like you!"

Kirk was very angry and dared to insult himself! Just when he was about to explode, Mori had already inserted a sharp knife!

Kirk was so frightened that he shouted, "Don't kill me! I have no money."

The tip of the knife was inserted directly into the cement wall next to Kirk's face. The cold touch of the blade made Kirk's skin crawl.

Morrie still looked cynical, patted Kirk's face with satisfaction, released the handle of the knife with his left hand, and said nothing.

"This is your weapon, follow me."

Kirk calmed down, struggled to pull the dagger out of the wall, and followed Mori without saying a word, but his mind began to quickly think about what happened.

At this moment, a cold computer-synthesized voice sounded in Kirk's head.

"Experimenter No. 4444 enters TWD-01 scene (the walkingdead).

Timeline synchronization completed.

Trialist No. 4444, this is your first time entering space, do you need to watch the novice guide? Yes/No."

"I wonder, could it be that I was sucked into a place similar to the nightmare space in Final Evolution? Isn't I developed?" Kirk quickly chose yes.

The cold electronic synthesized sound sounded again.

"You are a newcomer and have just entered the space. This is your novice trial. Cherish this trial opportunity. Because this is the key to determining whether you can survive and how long you can survive."

"Your personal attributes are now:

Strength 3(5) - A person's strength, which determines melee damage, total weight, weapons, armor and other factors.

Agility 3(5) - A person's agility, which determines long-range damage, running and walking speed, dodge probability and other factors.

Physical strength 3(5) - A person's physical strength, which determines total life, physical resistance, abnormal status and other factors.

Intelligence 6(5) - A person's intelligence, which determines the total amount of energy, elemental resistance and other factors.

Wisdom 5 (5) - A person's wisdom, a factor that determines the mastery of magic/fairy arts/powers, and the affinity of magic/fairy arts/powers.

Charm 2(5) - A person's charm determines the plot characters' attitude towards you, and indirectly affects the plot and other judgment factors.

In parentheses are the normal values ​​for the gender of a 25-year-old human male on Earth.

The abilities you mastered from the real space are brought into nothingness.

After a comprehensive spatial evaluation, your overall strength evaluation is D- (the normal evaluation for a 25-year-old man is C)."

After being stunned for a long time, Kirk completely exploded: "What a scam! Is it okay for me to teach myself Sanda for a semester in order to look cool and pick up girls? Is it okay to keep running for a full month to lose weight? Others who enter the space do not bring their own abnormalities.

Is there any way that I can be full of innate spiritual treasures? Is there any way that I can become the best from a useless piece of wood? At least I am known as the beautiful young man with a jade face and a beautiful face, so how can I not be so charming as a piece of useless piece of wood? Is there any way?"

Thinking of the college sweetheart's seemingly tactful but actually cruel rejection of him, and the shockingly low contrast in her charm, Kirk's eyes filled with tears and her heart dripped with blood...

The space ignored Kirk's hysteria and said coldly and without emotion: "This is a fair value based on your physical and mental conditions. Do you need to check the scene information of this trial?"

Kirk scolded her for a while, but he also knew that he usually lacked exercise and did not have the basic conditions for high attributes, so he weakly chose: "Yes"

Then, a set of data comes to mind.

"Novice trial scene TWD-01 (thewalkingdead01).

Scene nature: [Free scene] [Movie scene].

Scenario difficulty: [Novice Trial Difficulty].

Location: United States, Georgia, suburbs of Atlanta

Personal attribute adjustment: Novice trial, attribute enhancement by 50%. After the adjustment for Contractor No. 4444 is completed:

Strength 4(3) Agility 4(3) Physical strength 4(3) Intelligence 9(6) Wisdom 7(5) Charm 3(2) (The original values ​​in brackets are the original values ​​for novices, which have been strengthened and adjusted)

Pain reduction degree: 80%.

Main mission: Survival. All you have to do is survive in this walking dead hell for 7 days!

Based on your ability evaluation and the scene of this novice trial, the advice given to you by the trial site is: find a way to survive."

"This suggestion is really cheating." Kirk thought to himself: "That's not good. The main mission is survival. It seems to mean that if I stay alive, I will win. It seems to be quite difficult."

Then he thought and bumped into Mori's solid back.

Kirk yelled, "I didn't mean to do it!"

Mori glared fiercely, "If you say anything again, I'll kill you!"

Kirk took a closer look and took a breath of air.

Ahead is a scene of hell on earth.

A long and endless motorcade was crowded on one side of the highway heading out of the city, while the other side toward the entrance was empty with not a single car. But now the busy scene of traffic could not be seen, and everything was silent.

The car was full of dead people, blood, and mutilated limbs.

Morrie and Kirk walked quietly in the long queue of vehicles.

Kirk was horrified to watch. Zombie dramas are his favorite, and "Resident Evil" is his favorite. But he never thought that seeing so many dead people would make him so scared. This hellish scene was unlike any other big movie.

It cannot be expressed even in production.

In a modern off-road vehicle, a family of four died inside. The male owner was lying on his back, his throat was torn out, and the female owner was holding two children in the back seat, lying together. Look at the male owner, the dead people were rotten

, the lifeless eyeballs were as high as dead fish, and the cloudy whites occupied the entire eye sockets.

Groups of large crows were hovering in the sky, flying down from time to time, tearing at the dead bodies, and taking away pieces of rotten meat. Each of these crows had black feathers, and their bodies were as big as eagles. Their eyes were red, and they looked like they were eating dead people.

It was fattened by human flesh, and the black beak like a steel drill was soaked with blood, and the underside of the sharp claws was also covered with human flesh scraps.

Mori looked solemn, walked in front with his body bent, turned around and made a threatening gesture to silence, and then made a gesture to cut his throat. The meaning was obvious: "Be quiet, or I will kill you!"

As a senior otaku who had watched the entire series of "The Walking Dead", Kirk naturally knew the importance of marching quietly. He nodded and tiptoed behind Morrie.

Now, in an environment filled with the stench of corpses, looking at the villain Morrie, who he originally hated and feared, Kirk began to have a backbone.

Is this the instinct of a weak person to hug their thighs, or does he have the potential to carry mountains on his back?

Kirk thought to himself.

The two people slowly walked past the abandoned vehicles, watching the crows picking at the corpses, and Kirk felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

Is this the future of mankind?

Morrie glanced at Kirk coldly, and Kirk was startled and began to pretend to be investigating.

The two people walked farther and farther amidst the traffic and piles of corpses.