Chapter 26: Understood, Little Chu; Got It, Little Chu

"Where is this place?!"
"Who are you people? Are you kidnappers?"
"F*** you! Is this some kind of movie shoot? Don't think you can scare me just by dressing up like that. Do you have any idea who I am?!"
...
As expected, once the newcomers were awakened, the scene fell into chaos. Even the sight of the Zhongzhou Team in their magnificent, "future soldier"-like combat armor could not prevent them from using verbal outbursts to cope with their panic.

Among them, the three punks from the "Funeral Love" family were the most unruly. Perhaps it was Mou Gang's exaggerated physique that made them sense an absolute threat of force, causing these three to act with even more bluster; the leader of the punks even pulled out a handgun to threaten them.

"Hmph!"
Zhan Lan let out another soft snort, but it was filled with bone-chilling coldness. At the same time, her nascent telekinetic powers manifested as invisible hands, gripping the punk leader's wrist and twisting it violently.

"Snap!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
The wrist broke instantly, followed by the punk's piercing screams. However, before he could howl for even two seconds, the sound was abruptly cut off as if something had gagged him, leaving him only able to let out muffled, weird wails. The other two punks fared no better; their faces turned purple, and they were likewise unable to make a sound. If one looked closely, they would see clear indentations on their necks, as if they were being choked by something invisible.

Clearly, this was the effect of telekinesis. Over the past few days, under the training of Wu Xian—a high-level warrior-grade spirit telepath—Zhan Lan’s control over her spiritual power and telekinesis had reached a stage of proficiency. She no longer needed to exchange skills from the "God" to perform feats beyond the reach of ordinary people, such as mental scanning, mental suggestion, and the telekinesis she had just displayed.

Currently, the strength of Zhan Lan's telekinesis was around three to four hundred jin, equivalent to an intermediate trainee in the "Swallowed Star" world. While it might be insufficient against the already-strengthened Zheng Zha and the others, it was more than enough to beat up ordinary people.

On the other side, seeing the three punks suppressed by some eerie force, the other newcomers immediately shut their mouths. For a moment, the room was so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard. Zhan Lan then spoke up:
"It seems you’ve calmed down. Good. Now, try to recall carefully; that information should already be in your minds..."

Zhan Lan then explained the situation of the God's Dimension, specifically detailing that everyone would be trapped in an endless cycle of horror movies, completing missions assigned by God. For every horror movie survived, they would receive 1,000 reward points. These points could be used to exchange for weapons, body enhancements, or special abilities like the one she had just used.

Much like the original story, Zhan Lan did not mention side quests, though this time it was not intentional, but rather because she felt it was unnecessary. Given the current situation, apart from Chu Xuan and Zero, the quality of the other newcomers was quite average. With the difficulty this horror movie might reach, it was uncertain how many of these people would survive, so knowing about side quests was meaningless.

Soon, the explanation ended, and the 100 reward points were successfully obtained. Zhan Lan immediately released her hold on the three punks and stood beside Wu Xian. With Wu Xian’s tacit approval, Zheng Zha stepped forward, demanding that everyone state their professions and specialties. Clearly, his benevolent heart had not yet faded; he still hoped to give these people a chance to survive, while simultaneously signaling that the veterans would hold authority over the team.

Because of the magic-like display of force by Zhan Lan, everyone complied when they heard Zheng Zha’s request. This included the three punks, who were even more sycophantic, making Zheng Zha frown.

Meanwhile, Wu Xian walked up to Chu Xuan and Zero. With a wave of his hands, a Barrett sniper rifle and an infinite-ammo Desert Eagle appeared out of thin air, and he handed them over to the astonished and fanatical eyes of the two.

"As potential candidates for the team, the Zhongzhou Team will provide some equipment support, but whether you can survive in the end—"
"How did you do that? Spatial equipment? Or one of the legendary cultivation artifacts?"
Before Wu Xian could finish, Chu Xuan, who had been in an "I am a soldier, I have no emotions" state, suddenly showed intense emotional fluctuations. He ignored the Desert Eagle in front of him and reached out directly toward Wu Xian’s wrist.

In the next second, invisible telekinetic force descended, instantly binding Chu Xuan’s arm and preventing it from moving another inch. Wu Xian looked at Zhan Lan with some surprise and, seeing her gaze toward Chu Xuan growing cold, felt both gratified and amused. He patted her shoulder, signaling her to release the restraint, and then said to the now-composed Chu Xuan:

"Comrade Chu, I know you're eager, but don't rush. Once we return to the God's Dimension, you will have plenty of time to figure out everything you want to know. For now, your only task is to use your talent for analyzing intelligence to help us all return alive."

Chu Xuan twisted his wrist, which seemed slightly fractured, looked up at Wu Xian for a few seconds, and then nodded: "I understand. I will do my best to meet your requirements... Also, you can just call me Chu Xuan."
"Alright, little Chu. Got it, little Chu."
"..."

*Hum, hum, hum—*
Just then, a slight humming sound rang out. The group paused, and then they saw the door of the metal room open suddenly. Zheng Zha and the others immediately tensed up, pulling guns from their spatial bags to point outside in an instant. Newcomers like Chu Xuan and Zero realized that the horror movie had begun.

Unlike the original story, none of the newcomers ran out of the room on their own. It wasn't that they believed Zhan Lan completely, but rather that Mou Gang, following Wu Xian’s orders, had already blocked the door. His physique, which far exceeded that of a normal human, combined with the cold, gleaming Vibranium armor, was enough to make any sane person hesitate and dare not harbor any thoughts of provocation.

Seeing this, Wu Xian was very satisfied and spoke to the air: "Friday, take control of this ship's monitoring system as soon as possible. Within five minutes, I want to know the location of all the Xenomorphs."

[Understood, Master. Please wait a moment.]
A crisp, pleasant girl's voice echoed in the helmets of the Zhongzhou Team members. Without a doubt, this was the new artificial intelligence—Friday—born from the Red Queen code brought back from the Resident Evil world after being modified by God.