Chapter 20: The God-Slaying Stone (Please continue reading! Please bookmark!)

[Ping! Rescued the storyline character Matt, changing his future fate. All members receive one C-rank side quest and 2,500 reward points.]
[Ping! Accelerated the Biohazard 2 storyline, unlocking the hidden bio-weapon “Tyrant.” All members receive two C-rank side quests and 4,000 reward points.]
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The main deity’s settlement voice rang out. Aside from the heads of bio-monsters like the Tyrant and zombies, everyone returning to the Biohazard world this time earned an average of 6,500 reward points, plus three C-rank side quests.

Undoubtedly, this was a substantial sum for the other members of the Central Continent team, excluding Wu Xian.

Even for Wu Xian, the gain was quite impressive.

After all, he had been using a hidden cheat (Form Gathering and Dispersion) throughout, barely participating in any team operations of the Central Continent squad except for the final collection of two Tyrant heads. These rewards and side quests were essentially free gains—undeniably a win.

Beyond these apparent benefits, this trip brought two unexpected surprises.

“Not bad, not bad. A few more rounds like this, and the day I lie back and reap rewards without effort shouldn’t be far off...”

Murmuring to himself, Wu Xian’s gaze settled on two still-glowing light pillars, faintly tinged green on their surfaces, clearly repairing genetic damage for those inside.

Zheng Zha was unsurprising; already a master locksmith, after this life-and-death battle with the Tyrant, he had advanced to the second tier, even surpassing his original timeline counterpart.

In this state, even if he were now copied into the Demon Squad, he should have some self-preservation ability, at least enough not to be wantonly abused by those beasts in desperate situations.

Meanwhile, the other light pillar glowing faint green contained Zhan Lan, who truly surprised Wu Xian.

The original story never detailed when Zhan Lan unlocked her first-tier gene lock, but it certainly wasn’t before the Curse event.

Now, due to a brutal attack by Lickers in the Biohazard crisis, she had taken a significant step forward despite severe injuries.

Though she hadn’t fully unlocked the first-tier gene lock, clear signs had emerged, and with just a little more “gentle” stimulation, she might break through this barrier, likely without serious side effects.

Moreover, Wu Xian sensed that Zhan Lan’s mental fluctuations were no longer typical; the slight shaking of chairs and tables in the main deity hall revealed signs of psychokinesis awakening.

Without reinforcement from the main deity or professional guidance, she had independently awakened psychokinesis, a testament to her extraordinary spiritual talent, perhaps exceeding her original story’s evaluation.

“If that’s the case, maybe she can train simultaneously as a psychic mindmaster. With her aptitude for unlocking the fourth-tier gene lock, she might become a key combat force in the future...

Hmm, I’d better exchange for a lineage with thick blood and high defense, or else if she gets killed by some flying rock again, that would be really frustrating.”

Recalling Zhan Lan’s laughably tragic death in the novel, Wu Xian’s mouth twitched involuntarily.

Fourth tier, nearly awakening the Light of the Mind, yet she met her end because of a stray stone...

To be honest, this wasn’t just absurd—it was absurd to the point of absurdity’s mother opening the door for absurdity!

He strongly suspected that the stone that struck her wasn’t ordinary; perhaps it was the legendary innate spiritual treasure, the God-Smiting Stone, or else this plot thread defied explanation.

Clack!

Just as Wu Xian was silently mocking this, Zheng Zha’s repair completed first, and he fell from mid-air to the floor, striking a superhero landing pose.

“Feels good to be alive...”

Standing up, Zheng Zha exhaled deeply. Seeing Wu Xian look at him, he smiled gratefully: “Thanks, Captain. You saved me again.”

Perhaps due to harsh training, Zheng Zha and the others developed symptoms akin to PTSD, and they grew accustomed to calling Wu Xian “Captain,” revealing the depth of their inner scars.

“No need to be so polite. After all, I’m the captain of the Central Continent squad. Did you really think I’d just watch you die?”

Wu Xian smiled faintly, then raised his hand, pointing to the main deity above: “Besides, thanks to you all, I earned quite a bit this time. Such excellent teammates—I’d hate to give up on you easily.”

Hearing this, Zheng Zha gave a wry smile but caught the underlying meaning.

They had proven their worth and weren’t dead weight, so Wu Xian didn’t mind helping them out.

Conversely, if they had truly been a bunch of useless slugs, Wu Xian probably wouldn’t have appeared in the Biohazard world, letting them perish under the Tyrant’s hands.

Harsh reality, but Zheng Zha didn’t feel bad about it. Putting himself in Wu Xian’s shoes, he would likely make the same choice.

“All right, don’t overthink it. There are still four days until the next horror show begins. Let’s go back and rest properly...”

By the way, the next horror feature is Alien 1. I’ve downloaded the entire series. Feel free to watch it in the living room to familiarize yourselves with the plot.”

Wu Xian said this, patting Zheng Zha’s shoulder. After a moment of thought, he added: “As for creating humans... go ahead if you want. I’ve considered it carefully—perhaps for you, bringing your beloved back in this form is a kind of spiritual comfort. Maybe when you face danger in horror films later, you might even have a sudden breeding burst, just like protagonists in those passionate anime.”

“Thank you! Thank you, Captain!”

Hearing this, a warm current surged through Zheng Zha’s heart. Regardless of Wu Xian’s thoughts, he would eventually create “Loli.” Yet receiving recognition and comfort from him still sparked an inexplicable emotion.

“No need to thank me. It’s not like I’m the one making her.”

Wu Xian chuckled lightly, then waved to Li Xiaoyi and Mou Gang, who looked at him expectantly:

“You two are the same. But remember not to get too obsessed—lust is like a steel blade scraping the bone. I don’t want to enter the horror films only to find a bunch of weaklings around me!”

Hearing this, the three men chuckled, exchanging knowing glances that needed no words.

Thus, when Zhan Lan finished repairing and awakened from her daze, she saw three men standing with their eyes closed under the main deity’s light cluster.

Especially Li Xiaoyi and Mou Gang—the bulge in their lower bodies left no doubt about their lewd thoughts.

After Wu Xian explained the situation, Zhan Lan’s face flushed deeply. Turning to the three comrades who had just shared life and death with her, she growled through clenched teeth:

“After barely making it back alive, you still have the nerve to think about lewd things! Truly, men are hopeless, incorrigible perverts!”

Having vented, Zhan Lan stomped her foot and turned to return to her room.

But just as she closed the door, a slender hand gripped its edge.

Wu Xian then stepped in calmly, closing the door behind him. With a gentle smile in Zhan Lan’s nervous, startled gaze, he said, “Beautiful, do you have a moment? I have something I’d like to talk to you about...”