Seeing the delicate beauty furrow her brows, even the token cleaning lady felt a pang of heartache and imagined everything the girl must have gone through.
Thanks to the absurd law-based enhancements of the Mo Hei Universe, not even Zhang Jie suspected Kurumi. Still, he vaguely felt that something was off.
Zheng Sheng stepped forward and said, "Sorry, this is one of the instance worlds in the Main God Space, called Resident Evil. We can't return to reality for the time being... Where are you from? You've at least heard of movie series like this, right? Oh, and calm down. Focus your attention on the watch on your wrist. It'll tell you everything."
Zheng Sheng asked several more questions before circling back to the main topic. Zhang Jie watched him from behind, feeling somewhat uncomfortable—especially when he saw the girl thanking Zheng Sheng.
Kurumi had long since obtained the information from her watch. She had already perfected this sort of act of playing along with others.
She would still need to rely on this team to earn Origin Points for the group, so Kurumi did not mind giving them a little benefit.
Just as Kurumi opened her eyes and Zheng Sheng was about to continue, impatience appeared on Zhang Jie's fierce face.
He turned toward the mercenaries not far away, then tapped the seat with his Desert Eagle. The soft "bang, bang, bang" brought Zheng Sheng back to his senses.
Zhang Jie narrowed his eyes and stared at Zheng Sheng, who was practically bursting with the urge to show off. "We don't have much time. This isn't the time for you two to flirt. Even in a first-tier world, rookie idiots have the highest mortality rate."
"When you fall into a horde of zombies, don't expect me to save you!"