r18novel Chapter 4 FPS Game Masters
Chapter 4 FPS Game Masters
"Killing ten zombies will earn you 1 reward point, killing one crawler will earn you 100 reward points, and killing a squad member will deduct 1000 reward points. There is also a countdown timer and a stranger's name: Matthew Addison."
In Geralt's view, the so-called zombies and crawlers should be monsters similar to demons, the names are probably the mission targets, and the countdown should be the mission time. This familiar mission process made Geralt feel very warm.
This mission format is simply Geralt's old profession as a Wolf-faction Witcher, which helps him make a living and increases his confidence in completing the mission.
As for the last message, it seems that this god does not advocate killing each other within the same team, because the cost seems to be high, after all, the basic reward for completing a horror movie is only 1000 reward points.
After Geralt's reminder, the others quickly checked the watch on their wrists.
"I didn't expect this watch to be so smart, it's not much different from a mobile phone."
Zheng Zha swiped his finger across the watch screen to turn the pages and check the information on the next page.
The young woman wearing glasses didn't rush to check her watch. Instead, she thanked Geralt first before looking down at the information.
"cell phone!"
Geralt secretly noted it down; it was yet another thing he didn't know, but these people were all very common.
At this moment, after reading the information on his watch, the chubby boy provocatively said, "I told you it's a game, but you didn't believe me. This game even has a reward system for defeating monsters. What's the difference between this and a game?"
No one paid him any attention, but Zhan Lan, her face pale, looked up and asked Zhang Jie for confirmation:
"Are we really going to fight zombies and crawlers later?"
"Most people here are ordinary people who can't even kill a chicken."
At this moment, the timid young boy also spoke up:
"Yeah, I remember there were zombie dogs too. I can't even run as fast as a dog. If I encounter a zombie dog, I'm doomed."
Upon hearing this, everyone present who had seen the Resident Evil movie turned pale, even the usually nonchalant chubby boy's expression changed.
Clearly, these fast-running zombie dogs create a far greater sense of unease than the slow-moving zombies.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jie scoffed and said:
"Be content. As newcomers, you're already lucky enough. Resident Evil is a better horror movie than anything else."
Upon hearing this, the chubby boy immediately retorted:
"It's easy for you to talk when you're not in the same boat. You have guns, but we don't."
"Just because you have a Desert Eagle, you think you're a pro, huh!"
At this moment, Geralt suddenly stepped forward, standing right between the chubby boy and Zhang Jie, and then warned the chubby boy:
"Kid, if I were you, I wouldn't keep provoking someone stronger than you, unless you're really tired of living."
As for Zhang Jie, he glanced at Geralt, who happened to be blocking his way, with a playful expression.
Zheng Zha, standing to the side, clearly sensed that something was amiss. As a white-collar worker who frequently attended drinking parties, he had unconsciously developed the skill of reading between the lines.
Zheng Zha quickly spoke up:
"I think you misunderstood what you meant, brother. Compared to ghosts and monsters that are invisible to the naked eye, zombies, which are visible and can be killed by physical means, are obviously much easier to deal with."
The young woman wearing glasses, Zhan Lan, also spoke up:
"Yeah, as for guns, I remember in the Resident Evil movie, getting a gun was relatively easy."
At this point, Zhan Lan looked the chubby boy up and down, paused for a moment, and continued:
"Besides, if I'm not mistaken, you've probably never even touched a gun before. Even if I gave you a gun right now, you wouldn't know how to use it!"
After hearing what Zhan Lan said, the chubby boy looked as if he had been insulted and immediately retorted:
"Whom do you look down on?"
"I'm a CS pro player, I'm proficient in all the FPS games on the market, I know all the guns, and I can use any gun right now, believe it or not, just give me any gun and I can show you how to use it right away."
At this point, seemingly to prove himself, the chubby boy pointed to the pistol in Zhang Jie's hand and said:
"The Desert Eagle that scarred guy is holding looks like it's a .50 caliber, which only holds 5 rounds. He's already fired three shots, meaning he only has two bullets left."
At this point, the chubby boy paused, then added with a hint of disdain, "Only laymen who don't understand firearms would choose this kind of pistol. It seems powerful, but its magazine capacity is small and the recoil is high. If it were me, I would definitely choose the Glock 17. That's a truly practical pistol. It has a large magazine capacity and low recoil, so even beginners can quickly get the hang of it."
Seeing that no one spoke, seemingly intimidated by his knowledge of firearms, the chubby boy, his confidence swelled, and said to Geralt:
"And who is this old man? If you have a full head of white hair, don't come out here trying to get attention. You're wearing medieval leather armor, orange cat-eye contact lenses, and carrying two swords. You're so old and you're still doing cosplay. And you're complaining about being trendy."
"Didn't you see the main god say that killing a teammate will deduct 1000 reward points?"
"Don't think you're some kind of gangster just because you both have scars on your faces. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
After saying that, the chubby boy turned to Zhan Lan and said:
"And you, all looks and no brains, don't assume everyone's like you."
Immediately afterward, the chubby boy, still talking, said to Zheng Zha:
"And you, using you to play the good guy, are you trying to curry favor and build rapport when someone has a gun, all dressed up in a suit and tie, pretending to be a successful person?"
"I hate people like you who pretend to be nice. You're the only one who stands out, aren't you?"
Upon hearing this, Geralt's face twitched involuntarily. He shrugged and silently stepped aside.
Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan, standing to the side, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with astonishment and speechlessness. They then looked at Zhang Jie, whose face was radiating anger, and in unison, they took a few steps back.
As Geralt and his two companions stepped back, a space was created in the middle, making the chubby boy and Zhang Jie stand out.
At this moment, the chubby boy looked around, then looked at Zhang Jie, who was staring at him with a sneer and slowly approaching him.
The chubby boy seemed to have been doused with a bucket of cold water, as if his rationality had returned. He gave Zhang Jie a warning that sounded fierce but was actually weak:
"I'm telling you, don't act rashly. The Supreme God has said that killing someone will deduct 1000 reward points."
As the chubby boy spoke, he kept retreating backward, while the auntie buying groceries, the timid young boy, and the middle-aged man behind him all acted as if it were none of their business and quickly moved aside.