Fantasy Game: Infinite City

"Clearance reward settlement completed"

"Level: 20→25, gain 25 free attribute points"

"Unlock Title System"

“Awarded the title: Model Employee”

"Get Props: Promotion Letter Without Photo"

After distributing the attribute points he had obtained, Han Zu checked his current numerical information.

"Level: 25"

"Occupation: Support Super Soldier"

"Secondary Attribute (Strength): 127"

"Main attribute (Constitution): 200"

"Health:"

"Professional Skills: Biochemical Transformation of the Body (Phase 1)"

"Professional Super Skill: Orbital Airdrop"

“Equipment: “Erica”, “Environmental Purifier”, “Bee Swarm Information Platform””

"Props: "Extinction Order" cigars"

"Buff: Gift of Death (concentration 15%)"

"Debuff: Colossus"

There was no major change in the data information. After closing the interface, Han Zu clicked into the title system that had just been unlocked.

"Different titles will have unique attributes. The current number of titles that can be equipped is 1."

The interface of the title system is very simple. On the left is the column for equipment titles, and on the right is the title warehouse. As long as the title is equipped, the effect of the title will automatically take effect.

As a player's level increases, he can equip up to three titles. Han Zu can only equip one title at present, and of course he only has one now.

"Title Name: Model Employee"

"Title Features: In a dungeon with a company or organization, the company or organization members' favorability toward the player is locked as "friendly". Killing NPCs will not affect the dungeon progress. Killing important NPCs has a 50% chance of not affecting the mission progress."

"Well, this title is more suitable for me at the moment. It can save me some unnecessary communication and will not affect my progress in the dungeon."

After equipping the title of "Model Employee", Han Zu closed the title interface and clicked on the item he had obtained.

"Prop name: Promotion letter without photo"

"Item effect: After using the promotion letter, you will automatically enter a special single-player copy"

"Prop description: A promotion letter without a photo. It simply says "Congratulations on your promotion to department head". The signature is a tombstone. Inside the envelope containing the promotion letter is a four-digit number: 9453."

"Features: Cannot be traded, cannot be destroyed, automatically consumed after use."

Han Zu took the letter and envelope in his hand and shook them. There was indeed nothing else inside. Anyway, he was free, so it was not a bad idea to use this prop. He used this prop, but nothing happened. Just when Han Zu was puzzled, the system sent a prompt.

"The prop was used successfully."

The letters and envelopes in Han Zu's hands turned into some data points and disappeared, but Han Zu neither heard any prompts from the system nor was he teleported into the copy.

"Do I need to leave the warehouse?"

After exiting the player warehouse, Han Zu came to the player square, but still nothing happened.

I looked at my system bar and there was no change. It was still in the normal state of the Player Square.

"Is there a bug? Or do I need to wait a while?"

Han Zu scratched his head and stood in a corner of the player square, watching the live broadcasts of games between some star players or popular players on the holographic screen in the center of the square, waiting for his props to take effect.

However, even after watching two live broadcasts and several hours later, Han Zu still had not been teleported into the dungeon.

Han Zu thought about it and felt that this should be a bug in the props of Infinite City. He sent a bug report to the official, and then Han Zu went offline and left Infinite City.

After leaving the game cabin and releasing the two hounds to stay at home, Han Zu switched to the body of Mr. Tiger and went to the city to buy some food. He also bought a newly launched large SUV in the city. Because the manufacturing company of this car seemed to have a cooperation with a subsidiary of Infinite Company, there were no complicated procedures when buying the car. Han Zu drove the car out directly and threw the purchased items into the trunk. Han Zu drove the car and quickly returned to his warehouse.

However, when he arrived at the door of the warehouse, Han Zu found a luxury sports car parked in front of it. However, it is not accurate to say that it was parked, because the sports car had actually crashed into a corner of the warehouse, and the passenger seat was severely dented. The rest of the sports car was covered with scratches and scars, and it was almost scrapped. The doors of the two-door sports car were also missing. It is certain that the doors had fallen off before the sports car crashed into the warehouse.

The sports car was emitting black smoke, and bloodstains extended from the driver's seat all the way to the door of the warehouse.

Han Zu parked his car, got out, switched to the body of the Tyrant, walked to the location of the sports car, first lifted it up from the side of the warehouse, put it in front of the warehouse, which was originally an open space in the parking lot, then pulled out the smoking parts directly and threw them aside.

"That should prevent the fire."

Walking back to the warehouse and following the blood trail, Han Zu saw that the door of the warehouse was open. There was still some blood stain on the door, which must have been caused by someone trying to open the door of the warehouse.

The door of the warehouse was open. Han Zu whistled and the hounds responded to him. It seemed that they were the ones who opened the door, not the intruder.

Walking into the warehouse, Han Zu saw two hounds surrounding a strange man. Han Zu was sure that he had never seen this man before. The man had many wounds on his body, and he closed his eyes and breathed hard. Blood soaked Han Zu's carpet.

"Oi! Are you still breathing? Wake up, wake up!"

Han Zu gently patted the man's face. The man opened his eyes, saw Han Zu's appearance, and said something weakly.

"Han...Han Zu...is it...?"

"It's me. What happened to you? Why did you fall in my house?"

"Save...save...people...quickly..."

"Save people? Save who?"

“Lu…Lu…!”

The man was weak and unable to speak due to excessive blood loss.

"Lu? Lu An?"

"Yes...she is...she..."

"Okay, shut up first. Don't hang up before you finish your sentence. Let me take a look at your wound."

Han Zu knew that Lu An had a very powerful life-saving skill, and Lu An did not use that skill, so her current situation should be optimistic. So she first checked the man's wounds.

Han Zu tore open the man's clothes at the wound, and the blood-soaked clothes stuck to the wound. Han Zu's movements were not very gentle, and were even a bit rough. The man grimaced in pain, but there was one good thing about it, at least the man didn't faint.

After checking the man's wounds, fortunately, most of them were cuts and the wounds were not too deep. It was just that there were too many wounds, so the man lost so much blood.

"Send you to the hospital directly. You won't make it. I have to stop your bleeding first. Just bear with it."

Han Zu rolled up the man's blood-stained clothes and stuffed them into his mouth, and asked the two hounds to stay away.

“Hmm…Hmm…”

"I'm starting, hold on, it hurts a little."

Han Zu opened his mouth a little and roughly squeezed the man's wounds together with his fingers. Under Han Zu's restraint, the pitch-black flames spurted out of his mouth intermittently, quickly burning the wounds. The corrosive black flames melted the wounds together and stopped the man's bleeding.

However, although Han Zu's barbecue-like "first aid" method stopped the man's bleeding, it also made the man suffer torture. In order to prevent him from biting off his tongue, his mouth was blocked and he made a creepy and miserable whimper, and his body twisted wildly like a live fish thrown into boiling hot oil.

However, it was impossible for him to escape from Han Zu's "clutches", and Han Zu's slap was just the right amount of force without making him pass out, so the man was forced to be a tough guy and managed to endure the "first aid" while remaining conscious.

"Okay, the bleeding should have stopped. I'll take you to the hospital. Oh, and you'll have to pay for it yourself, as well as the cleaning costs of my place."

Han Zu washed his hands, went outside and placed the things he had bought from the trunk of the car on the kitchen table. He asked the hounds to stay at home and carried the man out. After thinking for a while, he took a worn bed sheet, wrapped him up like a dumpling, threw him on the back seat, turned him into Mr. Tiger's body, and drove to the hospital.

The man in the back seat finally broke free from Han Zu's "clutches", his eyes rolled back, and he passed out. When he woke up, he was wrapped in bandages all over his body, lying naked on the bed, with a ventilator and a bunch of IV tubes plugged into his body. Han Zu, who was in the body of Mr. Tiger, was sitting on a chair next to the bed, wearing headphones and watching a video on his phone.

"Hey! Awake? I didn't expect you to look so frail and manly. The doctor said you have second-degree burns and need some minor surgery. Let's make it clear first. You'll pay for it yourself."

"Thank... Thank you... Please go... Save... Save Lu An... She... She is..."

The man spoke out the information intermittently, and Han Zu got the exact location.

"But why did you come to see me? We shouldn't know each other, or did Lu An ask you to come?"

"She...she said...only..."

"I'm the only one who can save her, right?"

“Yes… yes…”

"I have a question. If you can run away, why can't she? Why don't you two run away together?"

"Not only... us... but also... old... rat!"

"mouse?"

“Yes…yes…”

"What else do I need from a bunch of rats?"

"No...no!...Please...please...help...help..."

The man seemed very excited. His heartbeat was rapidly increasing on the medical instrument next to him. He stretched out his hand and tried to grab Han Zu's arm.

"Calm down, I didn't say I wouldn't go, but why didn't you just kill those rats and leave? Why did you come to me instead? And you got yourself into this state?"

"There is...a rat...a rat...!!!"

"Rat? No? Are you kidding?"

"Hurry... hurry...! Please... please... there's... no time...!"

The man was very anxious, and he didn't look like he was joking. Han Zu took out his cell phone and called Lu An.

"Beep...beep...Hello? Is that Han Zu?!"

The call was quickly connected, and Lu An's voice came from the other end of the phone, but the voice was deliberately lowered and very urgent.

"It's me. I met a man and now I'm in the hospital with him. What's wrong with you?"

"Zhao Tong ran away? That's great!"

"Get to the point, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm trapped in an underwater tunnel between City K and City C. I...wait!"

"Bang!"

"Woooooo~!"

There was a loud noise from the other end of the phone, followed by a very strange sound, followed by the sound of running and rapid breathing.

"Hello? Han Zu? Are you still there?"

"exist."

"A large number of rats suddenly appeared in this tunnel. They blocked the entrance and exit of the tunnel, and there were more and more of them. I asked Zhao Tong to run out first to report the news. Now I can't get out by myself!"