Dawn of Mysterious Truths Chapter 2

The little flame jumped, but it was still a little spirit fire.

Everett Zhang slapped Elias Er on the forehead, "Why the hell did you use a windproof lighter to make me blow my fart?"

"Updated, updated!" Dalton Da suddenly shouted and raised his phone.

The five people stared at the screen of Dalton Da's mobile phone. There was a video with the title: Record of Abnormal Creature Invasion - Issue 26: Zombie Invasion.

Clicking on the video, what came into view was an ordinary school teaching building. The playground in front of the teaching building was crowded with students. Everyone looked up nervously and stared at the door of a classroom upstairs, whispering.

From the shooting point of view, the photographer is also one of these students. He is standing in the crowd at this time. The camera is from bottom to top, and the picture gradually zooms in to the door of the classroom.

boom------!

The door was smashed open, and a figure rushed out, ran quickly along the corridor, and disappeared at the top of the stairs in an instant.

The playground crowd erupted into screams.

The figure moved too fast, leaving only an afterimage in the video, but it could still be vaguely distinguished that it was a humanoid creature, naked and with bruised skin.

The video is very short, but the number of views reached nearly one million as soon as it was updated, and the comment area was full of dissatisfaction:

"The video is too bad. My editing is better than this. Learn the editing skills first and then lie to people."

"At first it was said to be alien creatures, then it was said to be a Zerg invasion, and now it is a zombie script? There should be some logic in spreading rumors. You are inconsistent, how can you deceive others?"

"That's it, that's it? Where's the back? Is it gone? Up, you're so short!"

Rumors about abnormal creatures invading the earth began to break out about a year ago. At first there were a few sporadic videos, and then more videos and photos were leaked. For a while, people were panicked. Theories of human destruction, eschatology, and the destruction of the earth. There are many.

But a year has passed, and humanity has not perished, and the apocalypse has not yet come. Except for a few videos of abnormal creature invasions that still occasionally appear, nothing has happened.

Questioning voices gradually emerged, and in the end public opinion was overwhelmingly convinced that this was a rumor spread by a mysterious organization, just to create a topic and attract traffic.

Everett Zhang and his four brothers are just like all the melon-eating people. After a year of mental changes, they are now accustomed to these videos and just follow them as a series for after-dinner entertainment.

Buzz------

Just as the five people were looking at it, there was a roar from the sky, and then a UFO dragged a long line of fire and billowing smoke towards the rooftop.

Dalton Da exclaimed: "Colorful auspicious clouds!"

Elias Er was shocked: "It must be Huo Shaoyun."

Chief Zhang narrowed his eyes: "...It seems like it's coming towards us?"

boom------!

The UFO hit the rooftop and inserted itself into the floor in front of several people, bringing eggs all over the table.

A young man in a tight-fitting black uniform climbed out of the skylight of the aircraft and walked up to the five people.

The man held a compass-like dial. The dial was broken into many pieces. The pointer on it kept shaking left and right, and finally stopped in the direction of Zhang Shou Zhang.

The man took back the dial and extended his right hand towards Chief Zhang.

"Hello dear player, I am your liaison, Zayden Zheng. Congratulations on being selected to join the Earth Rescue Plan and become a member of the Earth Administration."

Sullivan Si seemed to be petrified, staring at Zayden Zheng with his mouth wide open, dumbfounded.

Everett Zhang silently glanced at the eggs on the ground, then pointed at the top of Zayden Zheng's head and said calmly: "Sir, there is smoke coming from your head, did you know?"

Only then did Zayden Zheng realize that the stinging pain on his scalp was not the injury from the plane crash, but the burning of his hair. He panicked and took out a small fire extinguisher from his waist and sprayed it on the top of his head.

When the fire was extinguished, Zayden Zheng looked even more embarrassed than before.

He raised his hand to his mouth, coughed twice, and said calmly, "Sorry, my aircraft encountered very strong signal interference on the way here, which caused it to crash."

Chief Zhang waved his hand, "Sir, what did you just say? What plan? What game?"

Zayden Zheng took out the dial again and looked at it upside down, trying to distinguish the row of fragmented numbers, "You are player No. 520... Oh no, you are player No. 250, right?"

Everett Zhang shook his head, "I'm not."

Who would admit that he is two hundred and fifty?

Zayden Zheng was choked.

He has contacted hundreds of groups of players, and this is the first time he encountered this situation.

First, the aircraft crashed, then the player locator was severely damaged, and now even the player himself does not admit his identity...

Zayden Zheng coughed twice more, "It's okay. Please check behind your right ear for me. There should be the player number there."

Zhang Shoutang had a puzzled expression on his face. He turned his head and showed his ears to Zayden Zheng, "What number? Is there one? Why don't I know it?"

Zayden Zheng came closer, bent down, and stared at Zhang Shou's ears.

It was clean and there was nothing there.

"No, right? Sir, I'm just telling you that you got the wrong person--ouch!"

Zhang Shou suddenly felt a stinging pain at the base of his ears. He covered his neck and looked at Zayden Zheng, who was retracting the tattoo needle on the dial.

"Okay, now we have it."

Zayden Zheng put the dial into his pocket, then straightened up and recorded on his bracelet: "Player No. 250 has been confirmed."

Everett Zhang said dissatisfied: "You are buying and selling by force."

Zayden Zheng didn't seem to hear what he said. He swiped his palm in the air and brought up a floating interface, "Player No. 250, please select three skill points and complete the account binding."

Everett Zhang didn't want to bind any inexplicable account at all, and of course he didn't intend to point any skill points.

But out of the corner of his eye, he glanced inside the row of skill points and saw a golden money bag lying there.

The last thing he would do in his life is to have trouble with money. So he didn't hesitate to stretch out his finger and tap hard on the money bag.