Survival game: My plug-ins can be superimposed

1 month 4 day.

in the afternoon.

three o'clock.

XX home cooking restaurant.

Zhao Xun ordered a table full of home-cooked dishes, including braised pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, shrimp and broccoli, pickled fish, mapo tofu, minced pork with beans, and green pepper and potato chips.

After a quick meal, they ate everything up.

He felt like he hadn't had such a comfortable meal in a long time.

Although I had occasionally had a few good meals in some survival games before, the feeling was different from eating in the real world.

Even though these are just home-cooked dishes, he likes them very much.

After finishing his meal and paying the bill, Zhao Xun found another hotel to check in.

He had gone to the pawn shop before and exchanged a mid-range quality gem for tens of thousands of dollars, so he didn't have to worry about food and clothing for the time being.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to take away all the jewelry he could in the game in the Rabbit Kingdom.

If he sold all of those, he would be at least a billionaire now.

However, as the future was uncertain, he was not in a hurry to cash out all of it.

Zhao Xun used the room card to open the door, entered the room, and lay down on the bed.

He was indeed feeling very tired now, and his head was throbbing from time to time.

But the side effects were much better than he had imagined.

In addition to the headache, my limbs feel a little weak. I have no problem walking normally and doing regular limb movements, but I cannot lift heavy objects.

Perhaps it was because the thunder he caused was only in a small area and had little impact on the world, so the side effects were not significant.

He felt that at this stage, he would be able to recover after half a day's rest, and would not need three days.

It didn't matter how long he had to rest, because his mission had been accomplished.

The system messages were all out, and he didn't need to pay attention to any news anymore. He could be sure that the 200 leaders were all dead.

Zhao Xun was in a good mood and admired his personal panel.

It was indeed a highly regarded real-world mission, with a reward of one thousand points for one mission.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that he completed the task very quickly.

It only took him 13 hours to kill all top leaders. Even if it was Death or Ice, they might not be as efficient and quick as him.

Therefore, the maximum points for this task should be one thousand.

At this rate of accumulating points, if he completes three more real-world tasks, he will be able to accumulate 4,000 points, which can be exchanged for the title of "Train Conductor".

However, to become a [Train Conductor] one must fight to the death.

He had no intention of fighting the god of death for the time being. Even if he had enough points, he was not in a hurry to exchange them for the title of [Train Conductor].

What's more, at present, being a [Train Conductor] also requires returning to the Endless Train from time to time, and there is no obvious advantage compared to being a [Deputy Train Conductor].

Then why should he spend 4,000 more points?

While thinking, Zhao Xun took out his mobile phone and read the news.

He had thrown all the leaders' cell phones into the forest at the military airport.

The higher-ups must have discovered long ago that the cell phones of the leaders who died in the base were missing. In order to prevent information leaks, they would definitely change their contact methods.

It is impossible to get inside information through these phones.

Moreover, placing the phone in the storage compartment may isolate it from positioning, but once it is taken out of the storage compartment and turned on, it will be 100% located.

He had kept the cell phone before, just in case there were any escapees, so he could contact the hypnotized bodyguards.

But once you are sure the task is completed, there is no need to keep the phone.

Otherwise, if his location is located, even if he can escape successfully, his personal information will be exposed.

This series of events was done in secret, and it is impossible to trace it back to him.

Especially the eleven leaders who died in the highest base and their subordinates scattered everywhere, all of them committed suicide, and it is likely that this will eventually become an "unsolved mystery."

Then it would be even more impossible to find out the cause of the problem.

There was no need for him to keep these phones and cause himself trouble.

Zhao Xun casually glanced at the news to see if there were any related reports.

The result is no.

The higher-ups should be trying their best to suppress public opinion about this kind of news that caused unrest in the entire District 20.

But now that all the leaders are gone, turmoil is inevitable, and it is only a matter of time before the news leaks out.

Without a leader, chaos is more likely to occur and it will be more difficult to cover up news.

Zhao Xun really wanted to see who had the courage to step forward at this time and take on the role of new leader.

After all, the death of a leadership team of 200 people in one day must have caused panic among the people. It is likely that people would speculate that the new leader could easily become the murderer's new target.

If no one dares to stand up at this time, the 20th District will soon become chaotic.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xun suddenly became curious about the seventh, eighth and eighteenth districts that had been paralyzed by the god of death.

According to the Grim Reaper, these three districts have been paralyzed. They must have been destroyed beyond recognition, and everyone is in danger. There is also no unity within these districts.

But the Grim Reaper did not describe what it looked like specifically, and he was very interested.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xun searched for information about these districts again.

There must be information barriers between districts. When checking the news of those districts in District 20, not much can be found.

Basically, it is a chaotic and unmanaged situation, with several surrounding districts eyeing to annex these three districts, and regional wars breaking out from time to time.

The accompanying pictures show the poverty and misery of the people in those areas.

Without the constraints of order, crime will become rampant, and the first to suffer will inevitably be the honest and decent ordinary people.

Starvation was the norm, and being beaten to death for a piece of bread was not uncommon.

But there is no more in-depth coverage.

Whether there is assistance, whether new forces are being formed, etc., we don’t know anything.

Zhao Xun thought for a moment and decided to wait until his body recovered before going back to District 10 and then visiting these three districts.

*

1 month 5 day.

12 o'clock noon.

Zhao Xun checked out of the hotel, went out for a sumptuous lunch, then found an empty corner, turned into a peregrine falcon, and flew quickly towards the tenth district.

Although the 20th District is far away from the 10th District and flying is very energy-consuming, it is better for Zhao Xun not to use public transportation.

After spending more than six hours, Zhao Xun finally entered the airspace of the tenth district.

As a bird, he was not subject to surveillance, so he flew smoothly to the community where his adoptive parents once lived.

After flying for about another hour, he finally saw a familiar building.

With a dive, he landed safely.

Zhao Xun stood in the yard of a two-story building.

This is his adoptive parents' home.

The adoptive parents were not wealthy, but they could afford this two-story house because it was located on the edge of the slums in District 10.

The housing prices here are cheap, but the corresponding environment is not very good and the public security is worrying.

This house must have been robbed by several groups of people.

The lock on the courtyard gate was broken and the window of the master bedroom was smashed.

Through the broken window, one could clearly see that the closet doors and drawers were open, and the mattress was flipped over and turned upside down.

As you can imagine, the other rooms are not much better.

However, there was nothing valuable in the house, so Zhao Xun was not worried about anything being stolen.

It’s just… this place is already such a mess, it’s probably not a suitable place to bury my adoptive mother.

At least not until he could come back and live here.

Zhao Xun entered the room through the broken and half-open window and looked at the familiar furnishings in the room.

It's only been a few months, but it feels like it happened in a lifetime ago.

Memories kept flashing through his mind. He did not have the kind of sad emotion described in the book about how things had changed and how people had changed, but he could feel that he missed the days with his adoptive parents.

Although not rich, it is very warm.

Well, if I were to describe it emotionally, it would be a kind of spiritual richness and happiness.

Unfortunately, he was born with a lack of emotions, and it was difficult for him to empathize with most ordinary people, nor did he have any intense emotional outbursts.

However, through rational analysis, we can infer the emotional patterns at such times and clearly understand whether these emotions are good or bad.

All the rooms in the house were turned upside down, even the kitchen and bathroom were not spared.

The lid of the water tank behind the toilet was open.

There was indeed nothing valuable in the house, but a lot of things were lost.

The toiletries in the bathroom, the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the kitchen, and the quilts and pillows in the bedroom were all looted.

The only people who could do such a thing are the residents of the slums not far away.

It was the poorest and most chaotic place in District 10.

Many people lack food and clothing, and naturally they also lack thick and warm quilts in winter.

This house had been deserted for several months, so it naturally became the best target for most of the poor people.

As for why those people don’t live here directly, it’s easy to guess.

People from the ghetto are branded and can be identified as ghetto people at a glance.

This place is not within the slum area. Once people from the slum are found living here, they will be directly judged as occupying someone else's house.

No matter what the reason, others can report to the higher-ups, and the fate of the poor is to be shot.

Therefore, they can steal or rob supplies from other areas, but they must return to the slums as soon as possible, otherwise they will die.

Zhao Xun was not angry about the theft of these daily necessities, but he was a little unhappy about the mess the house was turned upside down.

This will take quite a while to clean up.

If one day, he could completely break free from the control of the endless train and return to the real world, he would still like to live here.

There weren't many places in this world worth him staying in, and this was the only one.

No matter how much money he has, he just wants to live here.

But he was very unhappy about the mess here.

At this moment, Zhao Xun suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from outside.

The footsteps were fast and moved towards the small building without hesitation.

Zhao Xun stood at the stairs on the second floor, listening carefully to the movements downstairs.

They were two men of similar age, and judging by their conversation, they must be brothers.

"Brother, is what you said true?" The younger brother spoke in a low voice, obviously not wanting to attract the attention of the nearby residents, "This community is going to be razed and rebuilt?"

"Of course it's true!" The brother's voice was also low, but it was still audible in the quiet house. "Didn't I recently recognize a big brother? He has acquaintances in higher positions. It is said that in three months, several connected communities near the slums will be razed and rebuilt."

"New housing?" The younger brother was puzzled. "The slums and the area near the slums have never been taken seriously. Why are they suddenly rebuilding?"

"You wish." My brother laughed at himself. "How could the place where people like us live be renovated? They are planning to move all the heavily polluting factories here."

The younger brother realized something and laughed sarcastically: "So that's how it is. For a moment I thought that we could improve the environment a little bit here. It turns out that I was thinking too much."

"Anyway, this place will be demolished soon, and we have to collect all the materials we can." The elder brother said to his younger brother while bending down to search for something, "Once this place becomes a factory, we won't be able to come here as we please."

"Our living environment will definitely get worse in the future." The younger brother sighed, "Not only will we lack supplies, but we will also have to endure environmental pollution... What will happen to the children in the slums in the future?"

"Let's talk about the future later." The elder brother is more open-minded than the younger brother. "It's good enough for us to live well now. We may not live long enough to have children in the future."

The younger brother was silent for a moment. Seeing that his elder brother had been crawling over every wooden board on the ground, he finally couldn't help asking, "Brother, what are you looking for?"

"I found something valuable in this room before, but there were so many people around and I was afraid someone would steal it, so I hid it here first." The brother explained in a low voice, "This place will be demolished soon, so we have to take the things away quickly, otherwise it will be cheap for others."

When Zhao Xun upstairs heard this, he quickly took out the [Chameleon Cloak] from the storage compartment, put it on himself, and went downstairs quietly.

The elder brother was lying in the corner of the living room, groping on the floor, and said to his younger brother: "It was dark and I was in a hurry. Now I can't remember where I hid the thing."

"What is it?" The younger brother approached his older brother and asked, "Brother, tell me about it and I will help you find it."

At this moment, the elder brother exclaimed, "Ah!" and reached his arm into the deepest part of the board: "I touched it!"

At this time, Zhao Xun was already standing very close to the two brothers. He tilted his head slightly and looked at his brother's hand.

I saw my brother take out something wrapped in a dirty handkerchief. When he opened the handkerchief, there was a gold ring inside.

When Zhao Xun saw the ring, he remembered.

This is my adoptive mother's only jewelry.

Because it was bought when my adoptive parents got married, my adoptive mother cherishes it very much and is reluctant to wear it. She has always kept it as a treasure.

My adoptive mother only wears it during the New Year and wedding anniversary every year.