Chapter 1 The Teleportation

The instant Li Ang opened his eyes, he knew he had completed the teleportation.

Pitch blackness filled his vision. His hands and feet were tightly bound to his sides, a taut belt encircled his waist, and a respirator-like device was half-fastened to his mouth.

The respirator wasn't secured properly. Judging from the feedback of the airflow and his body's perception of gravity,

he seemed to be lying in a narrow, sarcophagus-shaped container, tilted backward at a 30-degree angle. His limbs were firmly locked in place, rendering him immobile.

A hibernation pod for space travel?

Or a cryogenic life-support system from a post-apocalyptic wasteland?

Li Ang's mind raced as he opened the player interface. The inventory and skill slots were functioning normally.

If that was the case, then...

Li Ang easily broke free from the container's restraints. He raised his hand and pressed forward, his palm meeting a cold, heavy metal plate.

*Click.*

With only a slight exertion of force, the metal plate opened automatically, slowly rising with the aid of hydraulic rods.

A dim light shone down.

Using the light, Li Ang could see his surroundings.

He appeared to be in a long-abandoned building. The floor was five meters high, and the supporting reinforced concrete pillars were covered in a thick layer of dust and grime.

The ceiling and walls were riddled with metal pipes of all sizes, densely packed and intertwined like a nest of snakes, creating an unsettling sight.

Some of the pipes had broken and collapsed due to the ceiling's deterioration, hanging downwards like dying heads, steadily dripping sewage,

which had accumulated into black puddles on the debris-strewn floor.

Emergency lights were spaced out along the walls, most of them broken. The few that remained emitted a flickering light, seeming ready to fail at any moment.

Where the walls weren't covered in metal pipes, large red numbers "46" were sprayed on, their meaning unknown.

Li Ang silently jumped out, standing on the ground. Using the light from the ceiling and wall emergency lights, he surveyed his surroundings.

The elliptical hibernation pod he had been lying in stood with three others beneath a pillar—a mass of metal hoses hung from the ceiling, connecting to the back and sides of the pods, presumably providing power and resources.

The creations of this world differed greatly from the technological items used by humans, making it difficult to infer anything from experience.

There were hundreds more hibernation pods with unknown functions in this area, most of them still sealed.

A few pods had their doors open, but were empty.

Several others had their metal doors torn and shattered. Judging from the way they were broken, something had forcibly destroyed them from the outside...

This meant that danger existed here.

Li Ang silently retrieved the automated pet feeder disguised as a coffin, taking out over two hundred flying scout bugs and sending them in all directions.

He then looked down at the belt around his waist.

Li Ang was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt instead of his usual lab coat to avoid being immediately recognized by other players or viewers of livestreams.

Around the waist of the black hoodie was a mostly white belt with a detachable buckle in the front, similar to a car seatbelt.

However, the material was much stronger. Li Ang used a bit of force but couldn't break it.

A square metal box hung from the side of the belt.

The box was divided into two parts. The top was a liquid crystal display showing "23:59:29," which continuously changed to "23:59:28," "23:59:27" as time passed.

It seemed to be counting down in a twenty-four-hour cycle.

Below the LCD screen was a transparent glass shield, revealing a rhombus-shaped container filled with light blue crystal powder.

Above the box was a line of small text.

The font was twisted and distorted like snakes, lacking any order or beauty, making it unpleasant to look at.

However, under the influence of the Killing Field game's power, Li Ang could understand the meaning of the text.

[Safety Guard Identity Verification Dedicated Particle Half-Life Radiation Device]

"..."

Li Ang raised an eyebrow, but didn't try to remove the belt. Since the Killing Field game had installed it on him from the start, it was likely useful.

As for what this impressive-sounding name of the belt device actually meant, he probably needed more information.

Li Ang walked forward, approaching a hibernation pod that hadn't been opened yet. With a flip of his hand, he took out a Colt revolver and the Tyrant's Crossbar Spear, inserting the spear tip into the gap of the pod's door and slowly prying it open.

*Bang.*

The door opened slowly with a muffled sound.

However, before the door could fully open, a skeleton rolled out.

It fell to the ground with a thud.

The skeleton was wearing a gray-white astronaut-like suit, generally humanoid, but probably not human—the skull had a hole in its forehead, like a third eye, and horns on both sides of its head.

The hibernation pod was dry and sealed, possibly a life-support device before.

Therefore, Li Ang couldn't determine the exact time of death for the skeleton.

He opened the other hibernation pods in the hall one by one, discovering that all the skeletons had different shapes: half-human-half-fish, half-human-half-snake, half-human-half-wolf, and so on, like a museum of gene-radiated monster corpses.

And all the corpses had belts around their waists (that "identity verification particle radiation device"), but their belt numbers were all zeroed out, and the rhombus containers were empty of light blue crystal powder.

"What's going on..."

Li Ang frowned slightly. The belts on the corpses could be stored in his backpack and sodium ring, but his own belt couldn't.

When he tried to store it, the system displayed a message: [Special item of the script world, cannot be carried].

"Cannot be carried? Okay, that further proves this belt is an important item."

Li Ang sighed and looked at the half-human-half-snake corpse lying on the ground. He squatted down and slowly pressed his hand on the skeleton's forehead.

[Dead Object Animation (Intermediate)] was activated. This skill, which hadn't been used in a long time, could give inanimate objects self-awareness, low-level intelligence, and a certain degree of freedom of movement.

Lacking information at the moment, he might as well awaken this "native" to see what it knew.

Power flowed from his arm into the skeleton.

The half-human-half-snake skeleton trembled violently, its astronaut suit's hands and feet shaking and striking the ground.

*Crack.*

The half-snake skull shattered, and the corpse stopped trembling.

It failed...

Li Ang silently retracted his arm. The age of this corpse was longer than he had imagined, so much so that Dead Object Animation couldn't take effect on it.

He stood up from the ground, surveying this dimly lit, complex, and gigantic building filled with intertwined pipes.

What exactly was this place...