Darkness, endless darkness.

Xiao Lan felt as if she had returned to the realm of life and death where she had been sleeping for three years, suspended in the dark void, with no up and down, no four directions, no past, and no future.

However, he clearly remembered the fragments that were engraved into his soul.

Laser channel, no one died;

Zombie madness, everyone survived;

Red Queen Computer Room, everyone retreats;

Entrance hall, one person lost;

Then, the final speeding train.

One person was transformed into a corpse, one person was injured, and... one person died.

At the last moment, Xiao Lan, who knew that he was destined to die no matter what, resolutely detonated the grenade and died together with the hunter.

So, I returned to this dark world of nothingness.

However, Xiao Lan seemed to remember that he heard a loud roar, a heart-rending roar from the depths of his soul——

"Power, I need more power!"

Breaking free from the dream, Xiao Lan was surprised to find that she had not really reached the other side of death.

The wooden floor and carpet felt under me, and the faint laughter of young men and women could be heard outside. It felt like a holiday camp without any danger.

Next to them were a variety of people, a total of seventeen people, who could obviously be divided into three camps.

A group of unruly people, standing or sitting in various postures, talking and laughing with each other as if playing;

A group of people were groveling, staying aside and not daring to say a word, but from time to time they revealed resentment that they dared not express but were angry at;

The last group...actually there was only one person. Simply standing there made Xiao Lan feel that it was just a mist. If he wasn't careful, he would miss it. And the feeling this man gave him was no better than the last time.

Zhang Jiecha, a master?

Then, Xiao Lan was very surprised to find that her body was unscathed. The right hand that was amputated by the laser had recovered as if it had never been injured at all. The right shoulder that was smashed by the hunter and the waist that was stabbed by the tongue barb.

It's all smooth, and there are no signs of the infected virus at all. On the contrary, his physical fitness seems to have improved a bit compared to before, but his eyes have not changed... Who helped him treat it and strengthened it?

What a liar, who would be so kind...Zheng Zha and the others still thought he was a wanted criminal, and the people around him didn't look like that group of people.

And just when Xiao Lan was a little suspicious, he suddenly heard the exchanges between several men around him.

"Another newcomer? In the 18-player difficulty of Black Friday, should we kill some pigs to lower the rating?"

Xiao Lan captured several keywords: newcomers, eighteen-person difficulty, Black Friday, pork, lower evaluation...

Newcomer? He's not - is it possible that after death, he will change teams and start over again?

Eighteen-player difficulty, this is easy to understand. The last time it was eight-player difficulty, Zhang Jie said that the more people there are, the higher the difficulty will be, and it is capped at twenty people.

"Black Friday" is an American movie from the 1980s. Xiao Lan has watched the entire series. Although she can't remember the detailed plot, she still has a good understanding of the protagonist Jason's abilities and experience.

Then there is the pig...it is fattened and then slaughtered to eat the meat. Does it describe the team members who do not need to fight but have to pay for their gains?

And lowering the evaluation, so it is the evaluation that determines the difficulty, and team reduction will lower the evaluation?

That was all that could be inferred from one sentence. Xiao Lan's heart sank when she realized that the situation was not very good.

"It's difficult to handle. In addition to this yellow-skinned monkey, we only have six pigs, which is not enough for eleven of us. If we kill him again, we will have nothing."

Yellow-skinned monkey, are you referring to yourself? This group of racist guys, so this eleven-person camp is white, the other camp is composed of pigs with other skin colors, and the last one is someone who has transcended the relationship with some kind of strength

A master?

"Then keep it, but the difficulty of the 18-person challenge this time won't be that easy."

This sentence has no nutrition, but Xiao Lan knows that she and those "meat pigs" are safe for the time being.

"This is only the second part of the movie. How high can the difficulty of the movie itself be? Jason is the one who was knocked down with a knife. It is probably because the task is more difficult...for example, we are required to protect those plot characters.

If we don't get killed, we'll be in a bit of trouble."

This guy's IQ is pretty good. If Xiao Lan were to release a difficult task in a movie of this level, it would probably be the same.

"We'll know the mission when the protection time is over... How about this newcomer? Is there anything good about him? Niga Yabin."

A new name, but what does it mean to greet him at this time?

"He is a pauper. He only has a junk pistol with one bullet left, a street-vendor-level whiteboard dagger, sunglasses that look good but have no use, and his physical fitness is a little higher than ordinary people... This is a bonus point

Idiots who use it all to strengthen their bodies.”

Xiao Lan knew it immediately. He only felt a wave of water-like fluctuations sweeping over his body, and then this guy named Nijia Yabin learned all the information about him.

Some kind of scanning ability can see the inside of the material structure and distinguish the material, but it cannot know the depth of the** - he didn't notice the problem with his eyes.

"Is he another piece of trash? Then there's no need to worry. Let him just be a pig."

The guy who gives orders, is this guy a leader? His strength is indeed higher than the others, but it doesn't seem to be as good as that guy alone.

Hearing this, Xiao Lan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Things are really complicated. What is going on here...Why has the world changed so much all of a sudden?

And just when Xiao Lan was about to pretend not to wake up for a while to get more information, he suddenly realized that the guy who looked like the leader was actually kicking him with his feet!

"How long do you want to sleep for? Yellow-skinned monkey, I am an A-level Vampire Marquis, but I can feel the flow of blood all over your body. How long do you want to keep pretending?"

Xiao Lan took the kick to the waist without dodging, and then curled up into a ball in pain.

I made a mistake, I didn't expect the Lord God's enhanced ability to be so abnormal, but I finally learned about this guy's ability... Why do A-level vampires feel that they are not as strong as they imagined?

But this strength is already much higher than that of the Hunter, and it is completely enough to crush the current Xiao Lan to death effortlessly, even if he turns on the inherent time limit.

That's why he didn't dodge the kick that he could clearly avoid. It's definitely not a good choice to anger the opponent when the strength of the enemy and ourselves are hugely disparity.

Just setting your makeup when you know you are outmatched is not called courage, but an idiot.

"I'm sorry. Please forgive me!"

Lying down in a standard Japanese posture, Xiao Lan apologized loudly in Japanese.

For white people, they should like this kind of groveling gesture, and the characteristics of the Japanese nation can better paralyze them, and at the same time, it can also conceal his identity.

Sure enough, as soon as he made this gesture, the leader in front of him burst into laughter.

"Haha, your nation is really interesting. Women are very sensible, and men are also very palatable..."

Xiao Lan suddenly felt that this man was just a fool, and he was coaxed so easily. However, this was very good for him, but——

"Listen, you are no longer in the original team, but have been copied to our Demon Team, a team composed of copies of potential team members."

Xiao Lan was stunned for a moment, he seemed to know something.

It's not that he didn't die, but he was copied at the moment of death.

But duplication...he didn't think it was just a genetic duplication.

You must know that his memory has no gaps at all, and his consciousness is completely his own. If this guy hadn't explained that he would only think that he had "travelled" again, is this really suitable for using the concept of "replica"?

The original body and the replica are basically two identical but different selves. They are more like division and continuation on the timeline.

Who knows if the original body was pulled over and the replica died there instead of itself?

As for his injuries, it seems that when he came to the Devils, he received a free full-body repair, which healed his arms and shoulders. By the way, the infected mutated T-virus was also safely integrated, so his physique was improved.

has seen an increase?

Xiao Lan suddenly realized that being pulled over didn't seem to be a bad thing, but the next moment the other party's words made him instantly confused.

"This is the Demon Team, so everyone in this team must have a demon-like heart! Newcomer, everything you do from now on must obey my will! Remember all this - I am the captain, the Blood Marquis Rein

Hart!”

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(First update, please recommend~)

When we arrived at the Demon Team, we made a small mistake by relying on the full-body repair during the replication process...
Chapter completed!