super big player system

Chapter 2 Super Big Player

When Zhang Fan opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a dilapidated mud building, and his body had returned to its original state.

He glanced around. The building was the second floor of the inner structure. There were some men in dilapidated clothes scattered on the upper and lower floors. On the pillar in the middle, there was a reward for a monster like a tyrant in Resident Evil.

[The host has entered the Earth Era 2333, and human beings are at the critical point of extinction and transformation. 】

"Resident Evil?" Zhang Fan rubbed his drowsy head and sat up, feeling as if he had passed from one dream to another.

[300 years ago, a time-space rift appeared on the earth, the magnetic field was changed, the dead began to be resurrected, and magic energy became the energy that supports everything, which can be called the era of magic energy. 】

"Oh." Zhang Fan nodded. He might have traveled to the future of the earth, and asked in a daze, "What happened to me?"

[The super player system will give the host the ability to incarnate heroes from various planes, such as Zhang Sanfeng from the martial arts plane, Zhao Linger from the Xianxia plane, Tang Seng from the mythical plane, Xiao Yan from the fantasy plane, and Superman from the sci-fi plane. Not one by one. 】

Zhang Fan understood that he was transformed into the Hulk earlier, and couldn't help but excitedly said, "Then if I become Thanos, wouldn't I be invincible?"

[The super player system has an energy balance rule, so the host can draw a one-star superman and may also draw Huang Feihong among the nine-stars. The hero's ability is linked to the card level. 】

[The avatar system ignores race and gender, and is randomly selected. Cards of corresponding strength are drawn according to the level of the host. The primary level is one star, and there is a one in ten thousand chance of getting two stars, one hundred thousandth of three stars, and one hundred thousandth chance of getting three stars. One ten thousandth...]

"Well, there is no need to introduce this probability further. Tell me, what do I want to do? To save the world or to plunder the world and become the overlord?" Zhang Fan was drunk when he heard this. He and his children and grandchildren have used up all their virtues, how can they expect to draw high-level cards with the lowest probability of [-] in [-], but it is really cool to think that the nine-star Huang Feihong is as powerful as the nine-star Superman. What is Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong? Wu Song has it Might as well hit the Hulk.

[Live on, this system will not interfere with the host in any way, the purpose of this system is to entertain without limits, I am the player and I am the biggest! 】

"Sounds very cool." Zhang Fan thought that the system would propose some messy tasks, and this system without any constraints is really cool.

[Now clarify the avatar rules for the host]

[The avatar system has nine levels in total. The host can upgrade through playing points. As mentioned above, he can draw hero cards of the same level, and has a chance to draw high-level cards. Cards that have been drawn can be directly consumed again in the future. One hundred points, used again as three hundred points. 】

[Any behavior of the host will be scored by the super player scoring system to give points, achievement points and kill points are the main sources. 】

Zhang Fan understood that those reminders before he passed out were the points he got, but now he has 130 five points.

"Hey, Xiao Fan, why are you still in a daze, you will starve to death if you don't follow along with some missions." A boy with a head as thin as a chicken coop and as thin as a monkey came over and called to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was digesting the introduction of the system, he was stunned and said, "What task?"

The young man sat on the side and said: "You are so hungry. Of course, rookies like us can only follow the patrol team to pick up waste. If you are lucky, you can find some good things and you can exchange for a full meal. If you are not good, you will have a blood bar." eat."

"It's time, let's go!" In the lobby, a bearded man hung a gun on his shoulder and held a big knife in his hand. With the back of the knife, he knocked on the pillar with the tyrant's reward and shouted.

"Let's go." The boy pulled Zhang Fan up and ran out.

Zhang Fan was dragged out with a dazed expression, and saw that he was in a small village full of dilapidated houses and broken walls. Only the big house behind him could be regarded as intact. The bearded man was obviously the leader, and he got into an off-road vehicle. The other ten people could only follow on foot, and the ones in the middle were all as thin as a chicken and had no long hands. Only one guy was carrying a dilapidated shotgun.

"What are we going to do?" Zhang Fan looked at it in confusion. After leaving the town, it felt like he had entered the Gobi desert. Although there was no strong wind, it was barren.

"You are really sick and stupid." The boy said kindly: "We are in the lowest-level hunting team, and we are the lowest-level status in the hunting team. The people in the front car and the guns behind are official hunters. , those of us who have no knives and guns are preparatory hunters. Only by our own efforts to obtain weapons can we have the opportunity to become hunters and obtain stable food supplies. food."

"Sounds miserable." Zhang Fan looked at the crowd and felt that they were just a bunch of beggars, and those with guns couldn't see anything better except more guns.

"It's more than miserable. It's nice to say that you are a hunter like us, but it's actually rubbish. You are too. You are sick. Why did you run out? Fortunately, the team leader found you passed out on the side of the road, otherwise you might have fed zombies. "The boy said with a sigh of relief and said excitedly: "It's also miraculous, why did your melanism heal all of a sudden?"

"You guys are trash. I already have a gun, sir. I can become an official hunter at any time. You two trash just wait to starve to death." He looked down on Zhang Fan and the others because he had an extra gun in his hand.

Zhang Fan was most annoyed that someone uttered wild words, and was about to curse back, but was stopped by a nearby hunter. Everyone fell silent immediately, and he had no choice but to give up.

The boy whispered: "Be careful with Wang Er, keep your distance."

Zhang Fan glanced at Wang Er, he was young but his eyes were extremely treacherous, he felt that it was not a good thing anyway.

After walking for half a day, I stopped in a sandy nest that exposed some kind of mechanical wreckage.

"It depends on your luck what you dig." A hunter climbed up the slope, looked around and began to ask everyone to dig up garbage.

Zhang Fan was speechless, and he didn't have any tools. He just planed with his hands. Is this what an awesome person with a system should do?

"Dig, if you dig something, you can eat it. If you dig something good, you might be able to exchange it for a weapon, and you'll have a chance to be a hunter." After digging, the young man found that Zhang Fan didn't rush. .

"Dig farts, only fools do this." Zhang Fan climbed up the sandy slope, and found that the people from the hunting team in the distance stopped, lying on a sand dune and staring.

The boy climbed up the slope to persuade him: "Xiao Fan, although we may not be able to dig something, this is our only chance. We have not strengthened our bodies, and we have no weapons, so we can only do this."

"What are they doing?" Zhang Fan pointed to the hunting team ahead.

"I heard that a small wave of elite zombies appeared nearby. Among them were five E-level thugs, more than 20 F-level ordinary zombies, and several E-level zombie dogs. It is estimated that the hunting team has spotted them and is staring at them." The boy replied.

(End of this chapter)