Brave Man's Game: Infinite War

In the dark void, a faint white glow emanated from a ball of light, but the white light was only for illumination and could not dispel much of the darkness.

Looking closer, this is a 'hui'-shaped chessboard suspended out of thin air, with 6 grids neatly arranged in each row and column, adding up to a total of 20 grids.

Russell stood bewildered on the first square of the starting line. The square square was like a polished marble floor, with a light curtain around it, making it impossible for anyone to leave and forcing them to keep going around in circles inside the square.

[Bite]

[The host has come into contact with the story character Chang Weiyan, triggering Lottery Draw. Would you like to draw now?]

[The host has come into contact with the story character Wei Shuping, triggering Lottery Draw. Would you like to draw now?]

These two are a match made in heaven. If it were a man and a woman, they would be better off heading to the civil affairs bureau right away!

It's okay if you don't, you can go abroad!

Russell silently complained, then turned to look at the twelve hibernation pods behind him. No wonder he hadn't seen Reincarnator, not even the female protagonist Alice. It turned out that these people had been hiding in the shadows and hibernating.

"Why are they sleeping instead of doing missions?" Russell wondered, unable to understand the purpose of the Reincarnator's actions.

In fact, he himself was also full of doubts. This time, the Main God Space was baffling, and he urgently needed to find someone in the know to get some information.

Fortunately, there are quite a few people in the know. The twelve hibernation pods represent twelve Reincarnator, and there is bound to be one who can answer his questions.

Russell approached the hibernation pod. Through the blue-coated glass, he saw a muscular man breathing steadily. A ticking red timer indicated that this guy would be asleep for at least three years.

Russell frowned slightly and walked towards the other hibernation pods. The countdown timers were all set for three years later. This was a large-scale, organized, collective nap-catching operation.

A Black Hat appeared in Russell's hand. It was a useless prop that hadn't been used in a long time. Nightmare Freddy's top hat, which had an incredible ability to enter dreams.

Those Reincarnator with strong mental resistance can generally resist the top hat's dream-entering ability. In other words, if he wants to extract information, he needs to find a weaker, unlucky person.

How can you determine the strength of Reincarnator without engaging in combat?

The answer is simple: look at the equipment!

In other words, Space Ring and Space Bag!

Reincarnator with Space Ring are not necessarily strong, but those Reincarnator are still using Space Bag are definitely not doing well. In the world of the Main God Space, not doing well means being at the bottom of the power rankings.

Soon, Russell found a Reincarnator with bare hands. He pulled out his Adamantium Blade, violently pried open the hibernation pod, and took a Space Bag from the person.

With a few bandages and antidotes, a decent-quality broadsword, and some everyday items, Russell was so poor he was worried for Russell.

"Kid, you're the one..."

Russell reached out and pressed down on the Reincarnator's head, activating the Black Politeness ability to enter his dream. A moment later, the reincarnator withdrew his hands with a strange expression.

The intelligence gathering went very smoothly. In the dream, he drank and chatted with the Reincarnator, and with a little trick, he made the other party lose everything and reveal all his assets.

Jumanji: Infinity War!

The mission issued by the main god this time is to play flying chess. The 'hui'-shaped chessboard under his feet is the map. There are 20 grids, each of which represents a war world.

20 worlds, 20 battlefields, that's why it's called Infinity War!

Since it's a war, one side must win!

For example, in Russell's current Resident Evil world, the two major camps in the war are humans and zombies. The main god will not force the Reincarnator to choose a camp. Everything is decided by themselves. As long as the war is decided, the Reincarnator of the winning side can enter the next world.

As for where the next world will be, it's like playing chess; the number of spaces you move forward is determined by rolling the dice.

The reason these Reincarnator are sleeping soundly is simple: they are familiar with the plot, collectively bought Alice stock, and believe that humanity will win the final victory.

Fortunately, humans always win, so whether they are involved or not, the result is the same.

In 20 War World, even the luckiest person, who rolls a 6 every time, needs four rolls to complete the entire map, while the unluckiest person needs a full twenty rolls.

The large-scale and long-term horror missions left the Reincarnator feeling powerless, so they chose to lie low in the [Resident Evil] world and conserve their energy to deal with the more dangerous War World.

If you're even bolder, with all 20 worlds flowing at the same rate, you can sleep for three years and clear out all the other worlds, then you can reach the end while lying down.

"The idea is good, but..."

Russell felt things weren't that simple. How could the Supreme God be so kind? If he were the Supreme God, he would only let the first group of Reincarnator cleared the level win, and all the rest would be judged as having failed the mission and then explode on the spot.

Of course, there is another possibility: all worlds will be reset. When this group of people finishes their journey and the next group arrives, the timeline will revert to its starting point, and everything will begin anew.

The second scenario is more likely, but if that's the case, Russell's gains from this trip to the Main God Space will be greatly reduced. Because aside from the twelve cowards behind him, he won't encounter any other Reincarnator, and therefore won't be able to trigger the lottery.

[Ding! Host has triggered World Quest]

World Quest: Clear 'Jumanji: Infinity War'

[Mission failed, forever trapped in the defeated world]

The punishment for mission failure is to be stuck in the defeated world forever. It sounds nice, but if you actually lose the battle, it's uncertain whether you'll even survive. In other words, this is a mission where failure means certain death.

High risk means high reward, but Russell took the risk but didn't see any reward, and somewhat regretted entering the Main God Space this time.

"I should have just stayed in the Marvel Universe and kept having fun..."

Russell chuckled self-deprecatingly. Things had come to this point, and he could only take it one step at a time. He gazed at the empty white space and said speechlessly, "Can anyone tell me where the dice are?"

"Eek~~~"

The man whose hibernation pod had been pried open by Russell twitched his eyelids, frowned, and made a sound of not wanting to get up. Russell turned his head and looked over, only to see a die condensing in the void, the same size as his fist.

A die the size of a clay pot landed on the man's chest, instantly waking him from his sleep. His dazed eyes scanned his surroundings before he exclaimed with delight, "The Resident Evil is over! We won the bet!"

As they were talking, the man saw Russell and asked in confusion, "Who are you? I haven't seen you before..."

Snap!

Russell withdrew his hand, picked up the dice from the man's chest, and closed the hibernation pod to let him go back to sleep.

"With my luck, something like rolling dice..."

Russell hesitated for a moment. His luck was sometimes good and sometimes bad. When he was lucky, he was like a chosen one, and when he was unlucky, things were terrible. He was torn between the dice and the options.

Unsure of today's luck, it would be safer to wake up the Reincarnator in the hibernation pods and have them roll the dice, but Russell ultimately decided to do it himself.

How could he entrust his fate to someone else? He would accept it if he were to be thrown into a highly dangerous world.

"Given my unpredictable luck, I can't count on 6 o'clock. On average, it'll be at least between 2 and 4."

Russell, brimming with confidence, squatted down with the dice in hand, making sure the 6 was facing up and the dice were only two centimeters off the ground, then released them with both hands.

(￣▽￣)

"Haha, good luck is just something you can't help!"

Tap! Tap! Tap...

However, things didn't go as planned. The dice bounced gently upon landing, rolled three times, and finally showed the number 1.

"..."