Marvel World's War

Zero kills, chicken dinner!

Ying Yingying remained noncommittal about this. Just moments before, she had made the statement that "the main god trains Reincarnator to be familiar with war," and then Russell led her to carve out a new world. The contradiction between her words and actions left her somewhat confused.

Is the strategy for Starship Troopers really just about surviving to the end and getting everything you need?

Ying Yingying's head was throbbing. She refused to admit that being ruthless, cold-blooded, and cruel, and eliminating people on the spot without a second thought, was the way the main god operated. This kind of ridiculous way to pass the game must have gone wrong somewhere!

"[Starship Troopers] There must be other strategies. You can't win by luck every time. Next time, you have to be careful. It's not realistic to win by doing nothing."

Ying Yingying felt much better after saying this. Even if she didn't care about those unfortunate souls who died tragically, she still had to fight for some dignity in her bitter life in the Main God Space.

Russell waved his hand, not wanting to listen to this useless nonsense, and said directly, "Hurry up and roll the dice. There are four worlds left. If you can roll a 5 or a 6, we can skip all 20 War World."

"I'm afraid that won't work..."

Ying Yingying looked at Mu Xinxin with difficulty. Her teammate was out of her mind, so how could she continue the mission world? She stuffed the sieve that had fallen from her hand into Russell's arms. "Xin Xin's injuries are unknown. I need to take her back to the Main God Space for treatment. I have to leave this mission early."

"What! We can leave early!?" Russell involuntarily raised his voice several octaves, almost shouting himself hoarse.

"Yes, didn't you hear the notification from the Supreme God?"

Ying Yingying looked at Russell with suspicion. "The Supreme God just said that after Reincarnator moves through 15 squares, they have one chance to choose whether to continue. It's a game for the brave. Those who aren't brave can quit halfway through, but the price is that the Reward Points they've earned will be halved."

Russell coughed lightly, his expression returning to normal. "Of course I heard that, but I always thought you were a warrior who would never back down at a crucial moment."

Ying Yingying threw out two sanitary napkins. "A person who jokes about their teammates' lives is not a warrior!"

"Think about it again. Maybe the mission will end after you roll the dice, and the Reward Points won't be halved. Or, if you're a little bolder, there might be a way to heal Xin Xin's injuries in the next world."

Russell decided to try to persuade his opponent, because he was unsure of himself and was afraid that he would roll a 1 in four consecutive rolls and have to play through the game on his knees.

"There's no way you can have something so good!"

Ying Yingying waved her hand, put her arm around her teammate's arm to help her up, and before parting, took a digital watch off her wrist and put it into Russell's hand.

"What's this?"

"This is our team's special Magic Locator. If you run into them, please help them out. Good luck from here on out." Ying Yingying waved goodbye and disappeared from the spot with Mu Xinxin.

Russell stared blankly at the dice in his hand, swallowed hard, and put on his digital watch. He silently prayed for the blessings of God, Buddha, Allah, the Jade Emperor, and other great deities, then closed his eyes and threw the dice.

The moment he threw it, he regretted it. He was praying to so many big shots at once. What if they all arrived at the same time and it caused an awkward silence?

It's highly likely. God believes Buddha will intervene, Buddha believes Allah will intervene, and Allah is figuring this is the Jade Emperor's territory. The Jade Emperor looks down on the birdmen and believes God will save the believers...

For a moment, Russell thought about many things. After the sound of the dice stopped, he squinted his eyes guiltily and was shocked by what he saw.

6 o'clock!

"This... this is not scientific!"

Russell was dumbfounded. Just as he was about to confirm whether he had seen wrong, the dice disappeared into thin air, and an invisible force carried him forward, stopping at the last square of the chessboard, which was the 20th War World.

[Attention Reincarnator: Your current roll score is 6. You are forced into War World #20. If your chosen faction wins, the Reward Points in this world will be doubled.]

Convex

Double the Reward Points! I'm so happy!

Before disappearing, the single-player player gave the middle finger to the void, and as expected, none of the top players made a move.

On a snow-covered white planet, there is a vibrant neon-lit area that stands out from its surroundings. It is filled with bars, brothels, and casinos, and every block is a decadent den of extravagance. Even the air is filled with the decadent smell of cheap perfume.

Russell stood on the street, staring at the mechanical prostitute in the shop window. The familiar structure... well, the familiar surroundings reminded him of something.

Marvel Universe, Kontraxia!

The 20th War World is in the Marvel Universe, and there is a 90% chance it will be the Marvel Cinematic Universe. The immediate priority is to leave Kontraxia and go to Earth to confirm who the two major factions in the war are.

Snap!

"Hehehe..."

Russell turned away indifferently. A red-skinned drunkard passing by raised his groping hand and waved it in front of him, then took a deep sniff and revealed a perverted expression.

Clearly, Russell's extremely deceptive appearance (Disguise Technique) led others to believe that he was female, except that he had a flat chest.

The red-skinned alien let out a burp and asked with great interest, "What's the price range?"

Without a translator, Russell couldn't understand what the other person was saying, but since they were both men, they understood each other with just a glance. He expressionlessly beckoned to the drunkard, then pointed his thumb to the alley behind him, turned, and walked in.

The red-skinned alien drunkard's eyes lit up, he drank the wine in the bottle, and staggered after him.

Click!

With a crisp click, Russell pulled the translator from the drunkard. Next, he hijacked a plane and headed to Earth... well, to pick up something along the way.

After putting on the translator, Russell skillfully switched it to English. Suddenly, the digital watch on his wrist lit up, and he was blocked at the alley entrance by two masked men in black robes.

Sixth Sense kicked in, and Russell took a step to his left. The next second, a straight knife was pressed against his neck.

"Who are you? Where did you get the locator?"

With her signature Teleportation and backstab, Russell knew who she was without even thinking. He ignored her, his eyes twitching as he looked at the alley entrance, or more precisely, at one of the masked men in black robes.

Female! Super! Person!

Finally, we met in the last world.

Thinking of his current Elf Queen persona, Russell sternly warned himself that although he was forced by circumstances, he must never let the other party know about his cross-dressing.

Jian Shaoxin brandished her straight blade, her tone icy. "I'm asking you a question, where did the locator come from?"

Russell did not reply. He raised his hand and pulled up the hood of his black robe, the black mist obscuring his face. His scarlet eyes opened, silently revealing his identity.

"Oh, it's... it's you?"

Jian Shaoxin was both surprised and delighted. She subconsciously moved away from Russell, but the next second, a large foot kicked her in the face, and she was sent flying through the air.

The one who attacked Jian Shaoxin was the black-robed beauty next to Supergirl. When the mask was pulled down, she was also an acquaintance of Russell.

Duan Xinlan!

"Shao Xin, what are you doing? You actually used a knife on one of your own people! That's incredibly rude!"

Duan Xinlan fawned over Russell: "Jason, it's been so long! How have you been? Did you break up with your girlfriend?"

Russell didn't say anything, silently pulling his arm out of the trap. Everyone saw it; it wasn't his fault, it was Duan Xinlan who started it.

Despite being politely rejected by Russell, Duan Xinlan was not discouraged. She was willing to change her orientation for love, so what was this little setback?

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something, and looked at the red corpse on the ground with murderous intent. She raised her long leg and kicked it a few times. "Damn it, who do you think you are? You haven't even touched me."

After stepping on it, she appeared behind Russell in a flash, squatted down and rubbed her sleeve against Russell's buttocks, carefully saying, "This handprint is too unsightly, let me wipe it clean for you."

Russell: "..."

A sudden, inexplicable panic gripped them. Jian Shaoxin, Duan Xinlan, and the Supergirl trio—it was like walking a tightrope; one wrong step and they'd be overturned and killed.

But it doesn't matter. Russell has traveled to many worlds and seen all kinds of situations. He can show off his acting skills and he should be able to handle it!