Infinity: 205 Waiting for the Rabbit.

In a certain square, a large number of Reincarnators appeared. Undoubtedly, this was another large-scale battle, and this time it was a group battle, not a squad-based one. These missions were often the most popular, as everyone had a single goal: defeating the mission boss. With no escape possible, failure often meant death, a death so severe that it couldn't be repeated.


The bloodiest encounters among Reincarnators were the most brutal, with countless cruel methods employed. Human-to-human confrontations were often the most brutal. Because only Reincarnators were most familiar with the Reincarnation Home, these confrontational missions were also the most exciting, with many conditions for completion, but the most important thing was to avoid being robbed. There are quests to protect plot characters, direct raids on headquarters, or simply annihilate the enemy. It's bloody and exciting, as if they're selecting something, or perhaps just some kind of beast-fighting game meant to amuse others?


While the confrontations are challenging, the high points required allow for escape. One hundred thousand the first time, one million the second, ten million the third, and one hundred million the fourth! Each time, the points required are multiplied by ten, and the higher the escape attempt, the more expensive it becomes.


Even the most rigorously designed spaces have loopholes, exploited for profit. Therefore, talent is paramount; nothing can compare to the shrewdness of the Reincarnators!


Wave after wave, three, four, the number of Reincarnators has surpassed five thousand. It's hard to imagine how this could happen. It also seems that Reincarnators from the second dimension have entered the fray. These Reincarnators have ascended through major battles, and face the even more challenging worlds of reincarnation. After


a minimum of three, and a maximum of six, major battles, one advances to the second dimension, the so-called second act. Each major battle is separated by two or three ordinary reincarnation worlds, used to replenish consumption and enhance strength.


This time, a joint battle between the two peaks was unexpected. However, the space has been adjusted. The reincarnations of the second act cannot trade with those of the first act. They can talk, but they cannot trade in any way. They cannot form teams, nothing is possible.


Reincarnations of higher dimensions cannot kill those of lower dimensions, because they are protected by space. However, those of lower dimensions can kill those of higher dimensions. Whether they can succeed depends on fate, after all, the difference in strength is there.


The Reincarnators in the second act received the mission: "Main Quest: Kill Scorpion King Matayus and defeat ten thousand soldiers of the Death Hell Army. Reward: 5,000 points. Failure: Execution."


The Reincarnators in the first act received the mission: "Main Quest: Defeat High Priest Imhotep. Defeating in Grand Mage mode rewards 8,000 points. Defeating in Normal mode rewards no reward. Failure: Execution."


In addition to these two groups of Reincarnators, a ten-man team had already appeared in the town. These individuals had been teleported here using the rules. They too needed to complete the mission, but if they failed, they could use their points to offset the penalty.


Clearly, they were exploiting a loophole to enter the plot world for profit, earning a large amount of points and high-value items, which could offset penalties and even earn them more.


Furthermore, it was clear that these individuals were well-versed in the world. With a clear division of labor, they began gathering intelligence upon their arrival while simultaneously exploring the town.


A tall, shirtless black man, his upper body awash in muscular muscle, was the target, Arnold. "After the investigation is complete, hold your ground. The third and fourth brothers will infiltrate the first-act Reincarnators, build a team, and gather cannon fodder. The second and fifth brothers will go to the second-act Reincarnators to gather cannon fodder. The rest of you, follow me as we investigate the city and find the hero, Rick, as soon as possible."


It was clear from the moment he spoke that he was an expert. The number of Reincarnators was enormous: four thousand in the first act and one thousand in the second. These were excellent cannon fodder, and it would be a shame not to utilize them well.


Chen Luo had also received his mission, but at this moment, he had already arrived at a prison.


Using money to pave the way, he quickly found the warden, Hassan. "Here is fifty thousand US dollars. Find a few people to treat a man named Rick in your prison. Use this." He then pushed a box of fat otaku over.


Hassan opened the box with some confusion, revealing a soap inside. "What do you mean?"


"Have someone blow his ass off. Also, if anyone comes looking for him, call me and I'll give you another fifty thousand." Chen Luo lit a cigarette and tossed one over, sounding very senior.


Hassan, having become the warden, was no pushover. "Why should I listen to you?"


Chen Luo picked up a baton, as thick as his arm, and with a simple effort, broke it. "With this!"


With a snap, the baton snapped. Chen Luo casually tossed it aside and picked up a pistol. This made Hassan step back nervously. "You, what do you want to do?" There was a hint of fear in his eyes, fearing that the other party would shoot him and kill him.


Chen Luo sneered, "Don't be so nervous. I'll show you what martial arts are: only speed can break it!"


Bang! With that, he pulled the trigger at his own head, and a classic scene ensued. Chen Luo caught the speeding bullet, his index and middle fingers so tightly that they were slightly deformed, leaving only the smell of gunpowder.


This classic scene of catching a bullet with bare hands is a signature move of the Fire Cloud Evil God in Kung Fu. The warden, witnessing this scene, nearly pissed himself. The guards outside heard the gunshot and rushed in, rifles pointed at Chen Luo, as if facing a formidable enemy.


Chen Luo calmly put away his pistol and continued smoking his cigarette, unfazed. "So, we can work together now, right?"


Warden Hassan immediately stood up and nodded. "Yes, yes," he said, turning to his men and scolding them, "What are you standing there for? Get out!"