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Chapter 299 'Death is Coming'

Looking around, Wu Ming retracted his thoughts and thought he was hallucinating.

Stand up and move your body. The vigorous mana will bring you waves of numbness, as if someone is giving you a full-body massage.

He felt it quietly for a while, until half of the Nine-turn Golden Pill gradually dissipated, and he finally showed a smile on his face.

Samsara Watch: "Attention all reincarnators, the mission world will open in ten seconds, please make final preparations."

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one...

The ten-second countdown ended, and four white lights rose in the room, sweeping everyone towards unknown time and space.

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Every year, every day, every second, someone dies due to accidents.

If you were chosen by the God of Death, how would you die? Can you escape your certain death?

Now, death is here. If you want to try it, go ahead and try it.

New York, JFK International Airport, Flight 180.

A stewardess walked past a sleeping passenger in high heels.

The high heels stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound, and just as the two of them passed each other, the sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes.

"Death is coming!" The man opened his eyes and wore a watch on his hand.

He stood up from his seat and glanced around the cabin. When he saw nineteen sleeping passengers, he frowned slightly.

"The second mission world is where the Death God comes to destroy everyone. Moreover, it is still as difficult as twenty people. Is this a punishment?" After scanning the world for a week, the man sat back down and his expression calmed down.

This man wearing a watch is Wu Ming who entered the mission world.

Death Comes to the World is about a group of people who escaped a fatal plane explosion and escaped a plot designed by the God of Death.

Unfortunately, the God of Death, who felt that he had been fooled, had no intention of letting these people go.

Thus, a new death design begins, and everyone who escapes is prey in the eyes of death.

Coincidence after coincidence, accident after accident, the God of Death uses various methods to hunt down every lucky person who escapes from the plot, and brings these people who were destined to die but were lucky enough to escape back into the arms of death.

"You were the first to wake up?"

Ten minutes later, Old Jiang slowly woke up, glanced at Wu Ming, then raised his head and looked around.

Looking around, within three to five seconds, Niu Dashun and Wang Yunxi also woke up, indicating that the level of the three of them was almost the same.

"Twenty people, how can it be difficult to reach full capacity? This is impossible!" The three old men who woke up, Old Jiang, also noticed that there was something wrong with the number of people.

The difficulty of tasks in the main god space is often linked to the number of people.

You know, the movie "Death Comes" has been released five times in a row in twelve years. In each movie, the protagonist and supporting characters all ended up being intercepted and killed. It can be called a model of unsolved movies.

Everyone is trying their best, but they are just rookies who have completed one mission. There is no solution to the movie mode and the difficulty of the mission for twenty people should not appear at all.

"Is there something wrong? We are just rookies! Is it necessary to create such a big scene in the second mission world?" Niu Dashun's eyes were panicked. Even though he had werewolf blood, he couldn't calm down at the moment.

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This is because the lowest level of werewolf bloodline does not provide much combat effectiveness. Niu Dashun himself has calculated that his body's defense power can at most withstand shots from small-caliber pistols, and his recovery speed is only limited to skin injuries.

Judging from his current strength, a major traffic accident would be enough for him to drink a pot, and it would be of no use at all if he encountered a natural disaster.

Except for Wu Ming, the four people present were all on the same level of strength.

In other words, whether you are a newcomer or a pseudo-veteran like them, you have to rely on a bit of luck if you want to survive.

"Stop complaining, the newcomer is awake."

Two or three minutes later, the newcomers woke up one after another, and the noisy curtain began.

There are sixteen newcomers, both male and female, ranging from a young lady in her late teens to a middle-aged aunt in her forties.

After these people woke up, they all looked confused on their faces, looking left and right, no one knew what was going on.

"This is JFK International Airport. Am I dreaming?" An elite man dressed in white-collar clothing was the first to ask a question as he looked at the illuminated slogans erected outside the window.

When they heard that this was John F. Kennedy Airport in the United States, the remaining people looked at each other and lay beside the plane window to look at the outside world.

All signs are in English, foreigners are preparing to board the plane, and white-skinned flight attendants with professional smiles.

Everything tells the difference of this place. After watching it, many people have ghostly expressions on their faces.

"Sir, boarding is about to begin, please take a seat." The business elite man's movements were too big, which attracted the greetings of the stewardess.

Seeing the flight attendant coming, the business elite man seemed to have seen God. He grabbed the flight attendant's arm and said angrily: "Do you know who I am? I am the executive director of Microsoft in China. You are from that TV station."

, who asked you to prank me!"

"Sir, I don't know what you're talking about. If you don't let go, I'm going to call security!" The stewardess tried hard to pull her arm away, but failed after several attempts.

Other newcomers came together one by one, wanting to seek answers from the stewardess.

It's a pity that no matter how the stewardess explains it, no one can believe that this is the United States and not some unscrupulous program group recording an entertainment program that hurts people.

Reincarnation Watch: "All reincarnations have awakened and the mission system has officially started. Please pay attention to check."

Just when the situation was getting out of control, the Samsara Watch gave a prompt.

Everyone present heard the sound ringing in their ears and looked for the source of the sound.

When everyone discovered that they were wearing a metal watch on their wrists, the turmoil began to calm down.

Main mission 1, escape from death.

Each time you successfully escape, you will be rewarded with two thousand points, and there will be no penalty for failure.

Main mission 2, dancing with death.

Successfully escaping the death design three times will be rewarded with two thousand points, and the authority will be automatically returned. There will be no penalty for failure.

Branch task 1, firefighter.

Successfully rescuing a teammate will be rewarded with 500 points, with no cumulative upper limit.

Special reminder: "Death is by your side, be careful..."

There are two main quests and one branch quest, with no failure penalty mentioned at all.

Because as long as you fail, it means you are dead. There is no need for additional punishment measures. This is itself a game of racing against death.

After seeing the mission given by the Lord God, Wu Ming and others looked at each other and analyzed the deeper meaning of the mission.

It can be seen from the two main tasks that this task can be infinitely looped.

As long as you have confidence, you don't have to choose to return, just keep dealing with death again and again, and accumulate points rewards to a very high level.

Literally speaking, if you complete the hard requirements, you can get 8,000 points.

Saving a few more people, or repeating a mission a few more times, and earning tens of thousands of points is not a dream. If in this world, you can confront the God of Death a hundred times without dying, you can get more than 200,000 points in one world. After you go back, you can just replace your shot with a cannon.

"Big dangers also represent big opportunities, and it's completely a game of death. The more we persist, the more points we will be awarded, and the greater the harvest will be for everyone. It's like a miller grinding the mill.

There is a carrot hanging in front of the donkey. If the donkey wants to eat the carrot, it has to keep moving forward and cannot stop at all!"

Old Man Jiang's metaphor is very interesting and in line with everyone's reality.

Once greed takes over and everyone wants to get more points, they are destined to extend the mission time and have more collisions with the God of Death.

Once or twice, there may be no problem, but if you escape too many times, who can guarantee that you will always win?

"This is Death Coming to the World. How is this possible? Death is Coming is just a movie. Is today April Fool's Day?"

"Call the police. No matter who is playing the prank, we will see him in court."

"Interesting, the missions here are just like Infinite Horror. Have you seen Infinite Horror?"

"Hahaha, I, Liu Ning, am destined to be the protagonist. Come on, God of Death. I want to be the man who conquers the world!"

After reading the task prompts, the sixteen newcomers had different attitudes, some were dismissive, and some laughed loudly.

Among them, the junior high school student named Liu Ning stood on the seat of the plane and shouted loudly: "Who is the senior? Your future captain is here!"

"Pfft!" Wang Yunxi laughed out loud after hearing such a silly statement.

A goddess with a score of 90 or above and a beautiful smile is undoubtedly very attractive.

Similarly, Wu Ming and the others gathered together, clearly forming a small group, which also made the newcomers' eyes brighten.

"Are you the seniors?"

Liu Ning jumped down from the chair, with a look of arrogance on his face, and said: "My name is Liu Ning, your future captain."

"Boy, are you kidding me?"

Niu Dashun strode forward and lifted Liu Ning up like an eagle catching a chicken.

Liu Ning, who was lifted up, kicked his legs hard, trying to break free from Niu Dashun's big hand.

It's a pity that after Niu Dashun strengthened his werewolf blood, his physical fitness was several times that of ordinary people, so there was no way that a middle-aged boy could break free.

"Let me go, you stupid guy, I'm your future captain!"

"Bah, fuck you."

Niu Dashun threw his hand and smashed Liu Ning to the ground.

In an instant, Liu Ning, who was face down, could not stop bleeding from his nose. It was obvious that he had been thrown badly.

"Listen carefully, this is the world where death has come, not your back garden. Now, those who believe in reincarnation watches, please leave with us. Those who don't believe it, you can stay or leave as you like, we will only wait for three minutes.

"No waiting until the expiration date." Niu Dashun crossed his arms and issued an ultimatum to the crowd.

Hearing such words, the newcomers were at a loss and showed doubts.

After hesitating for half a minute, two lovers in couple's costumes were the first to walk up to Wu Ming and the others.

With these two people taking the lead, the others were also ready to move. Before the end of three minutes, a total of nine people came over.

There were sixteen newcomers present, nine came out, and seven remained unmoved.

Wu Ming glanced at these people and found that the remaining people were not completely unconvinced that the God of Death had come to the world.

However, some people's eyes flickered and they did not want to follow the senior people, as if they had other plans in mind.

"Lele, why don't we go there too." A girl reached out and pulled her male companion.

The boy named Lele shook his head slightly after hearing the sound, and whispered: "Meimei, you heard me right. Whoever sees these people, are they from the breeding team? I am familiar with the plot of Death Comes, and I promise to lead you to fight."

There is no need to ask these people to pass customs."

Regardless of their psychology, the remaining seven people obviously have no intention of joining.

I lowered my head and looked at the time. There were still ten minutes until takeoff. There was no need to continue playing with these people.

"Let's go, nine newcomers are already a lot." Wu Ming spoke slowly, turned and walked towards the entrance.

Old Jiang and the others did not hesitate. They told the nine newcomers to follow them and started to get off the plane with the crowd.


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