Chapter 25: Chu Xuan, soldier, expert in intelligence analysis.

How should I put this? Wu Xian had no intention of interfering with the romantic entanglements of his future teammates. After a moment of internal concern regarding the future "vibe" of Team Zhongzhou, he shifted his gaze to a young man nearby who was about his own age and possessed a fairly refined appearance.

If he wasn't mistaken, this had to be the legendary university graduate—Li Shuaixi—who, in various fan fiction iterations, was capable of rivaling Zheng Zha, outsmarting Chu Xuan, and even being the reincarnation of Di Jun.

Unfortunately, unless the man’s acting skills could deceive Wu Xian’s psychic scan, in this particular divergent timeline, he was nothing more than an ordinary human. The "Golden Dream" plot was destined never to unfold.

And then, there was the third and final person.

"How much longer do you intend to keep up the act?"

Wu Xian glanced toward the corner at the man of average build wearing black-rimmed glasses. His tone was indifferent. "Since you’re awake, why don't you introduce yourself? With your level of composure, you shouldn't be an ordinary person in reality."

No sooner had he spoken than the man opened his eyes and rose to his feet, though he remained sitting on the metal floor.

He looked up at Wu Xian and the others without a trace of panic. His black eyes were unnervingly calm, as deep and unfathomable as the cosmos, creating a strange sensation that made one feel as if their very soul were being drawn in.

"Chu Xuan. Occupation: soldier, non-combatant, specialized in intelligence analysis and synthesis."

After two seconds of silence, the bespectacled man—no, it should be said, Chu Xuan—delivered his introduction in extremely concise terms.

He then lowered his head to examine the "God" wristwatch and identity badge on his wrists, scanned the room, and continued.

"Based on my observations, the metal composing this room does not belong to any alloy known to exist on Earth. Furthermore, the technological sophistication of the surrounding equipment is too advanced for the needs of a reality show set."

"Most importantly, the place I was in previously was highly secure. No individual or organization in the world could have removed me without a trace. I recall that the last thing I did before losing consciousness was click on a pop-up window that appeared to be a computer virus."

"Combining the information above with the text displayed on this watch and the 'Weyland-Yutani' logo on the identity badge, I can basically conclude that some unknown, mysterious force has transported us to the world of the movie *Alien*."

Chu Xuan spoke fluently while sitting on the floor. Although his tone remained as flat as water, revealing no ripples of emotion, the other members of Team Zhongzhou, with the exception of Wu Xian, were experiencing internal turmoil. Their gazes toward Chu Xuan became profound, tinged with a hint of respect.

It couldn't be helped; that is how the academically challenged view a genius.

*Interesting... He neither mentioned his rank as a colonel nor brought up the Dragon Hidden Base. Has he realized that the current members of Team Zhongzhou are no longer ordinary people?*

On the other hand, Wu Xian looked at Chu Xuan with a hint of amusement. After a moment’s thought, he understood the reason.

It was quite easy to grasp. Setting aside himself—a high-spec "cheater"—even Zhan Lan, who appeared the most delicate, now possessed the experience of fighting Lickers in close quarters. The aura she projected was no longer what it once was, and it was certainly not inferior to that of a professional mercenary.

Not to mention Mou Gang standing nearby, over two meters three tall and clad in full-body Vibranium armor. Such an exaggerated physique alone, just by standing there, was enough to exert a powerful deterrent effect.

Faced with such a group of formidable warriors, attempting to exert pressure or seize a degree of leadership using one’s status or the authority of the government would not necessarily be useless, but it was far more likely to backfire and result in rejection by the veterans. Anyone with a brain wouldn't do that, let alone Chu Xuan, a T0-tier genius.

*Clap! Clap! Clap!*

As the sound of steel rubbing against steel echoed, Wu Xian began to applaud. He looked at Chu Xuan with an appreciative gaze and said with a smile:

"Not bad. It’s clear that you are indeed skilled at intelligence analysis and clever enough to demonstrate your value to us immediately."

"However, even so, you are currently only a candidate member of our Team Zhongzhou reincarnation squad. If you wish to join us officially, you will need to demonstrate more value and, above all... survive your return to the God space."

Having said this, Wu Xian looked toward Zero, who had also woken up but was still feigning unconsciousness. The corner of his mouth curled. "The sniper over there—this applies to you as well."

At these words, Zero’s shoulders gave a slight tremor.

Realizing he had been exposed, he simply stood up from the floor. However, upon seeing the futuristic combat gear worn by Wu Xian and his team, the icy assassin couldn't help but pause for a long moment before speaking in a cold, forced tone: "Zero. Occupation: assassin. Specialized in... sniping."

Zero glanced at Wu Xian as he spoke but did not ask any foolish questions like, "How did you know I was a sniper?"

True top-tier assassins had many ways to identify their own kind and could deduce a person’s preferred combat style from their subtle movements and habits. Zero had once met someone like this and mistakenly assumed Wu Xian was the same—unaware that Wu Xian had simply read the script.

The reason he had revealed "sniper" was merely to act mysterious, hoping to give this "most reliable man in Team Zhongzhou" a small psychological shock, thereby facilitating his own assimilation into the atmosphere of the squad.

Meanwhile, Chu Xuan observed Wu Xian calmly. He pushed up his glasses, causing a glint of light to reflect off the lenses, and asked:

"Team Zhongzhou, God space... would you mind explaining the meaning of these two terms?"

"I can, but you'll have to wait a moment."

Wu Xian nodded and turned to Zhan Lan, smiling. "Zhan Lan, go ahead and wake everyone up, then you can explain the situation regarding the God space. By the way, if anyone wants to cause trouble, it’s a perfect opportunity to practice the techniques I taught you."

Before each horror movie began, "God" would grant 100 reward points to the veteran who explained the setting to the newcomers. Although it wasn't much, every bit counted, and over time, it might prove crucial.

Considering that Zhan Lan was a rare psychic controller and the only female member of the team, Wu Xian decided to entrust the task of explaining the setting to her. The other three men had no objections.

"Hehe! Thanks a lot! When we get back, I’ll cook for you guys myself—a real feast!"

Zhan Lan smiled brightly, her gaze toward Wu Xian holding a hint of undefinable color.

However, at these words, the corner of Wu Xian's mouth twitched, and he quickly waved his hand to decline. "Forget it. I've been eating too many eggs lately. You’d be better off just redeeming some rare ingredients for me—like dragon liver or phoenix marrow—it shouldn't cost that many reward points anyway."

"Hmph! You dense block of wood! I hope you stay single forever!"

Zhan Lan scoffed, then raised two fingers of her left hand to her temple.

The next second, a subtle wave of psychic energy spread out, brushing over the entire room. The newcomers who were still lying unconscious on the floor began to stir and wake.

Very quickly, the room, which had been quiet, became noisy and chaotic.