The 20 people in the leader's team had different abilities, but they all followed the principle of discipline, and they were not lazy, tired or slippery.
After the battle, the members of the auxiliary group came out to clean up the battlefield. After the loot was counted, it was brought back by the space power user A Kong and distributed.
When Zhang Zhiyin came, he found out the level of monsters around Yulin Base. Generally speaking, it is not a problem to deal with the level of his fourth-level ability. So he felt that he could hide his strength properly now, plus the redemption suit of the end of the world would be damaged after wearing it for a long time, and the repair cost was very high. Earlier, he took off his god suit and replaced it with a more ordinary one. A suit that is suitable for level 4 and 5 ice-type powers, and still wears a set of ordinary clothes outside - the cheapest and simplest kind of white shirt and jeans in the props store, and you can wear it all the time after you buy it for ten yuan.
After this battle, everyone in the team had more respect for Zhang Zhiyin. Originally, he was just intimidated by the power level that he appeared to be more prominent here. Later, the accurate judgment and accurate command of the zombie monster situation he showed made everyone trust his ability more.
The so-called distance produces beauty, and that's it. If Dajia is here, he must be able to see through the truth: "This kid is just pretending."
Fighting the next two bosses is also very smooth. At the wooden boss, one player broke his leg and the other broke his arm; at the poison boss, two players were poisoned.
At this point, they had already reached the third floor, and only the fourth floor of the attic remained unexplored.
The cool wind blowing down from above made one feel shivering. Power users' intuition and six senses are stronger than ordinary people. At this time, this sense of danger and discomfort makes them all clench their weapons. But no one moved, everyone looked at Zhang Zhiyin.
Zhang Zhiyin looked at the dark entrance of the attic, frowned, and after weighing it, he ordered: "Come here first, go back to rest and come back tomorrow." He knew that the big mental zombie was on it, but he had already beaten three For a small boss, the physical and mental depletion of the team members is very large, so it is very unwise to rashly challenge the big boss at this time.
After hearing the words, the team formed the formation according to the time when they came, protecting the injured and the members of the auxiliary group in the middle.
Zhang Zhiyin, who was walking at the end, felt a lingering sense of voyeurism, like a thorn on his back, which made people feel chills in the heart. Looking back, it was still the dark entrance to the attic.
"Captain." The big knife walking on his right said with an uncomfortable expression, "I feel flustered, I always feel like something is looking at me."
"It's okay, I feel it too." Zhang Zhiyin reassured, "It should be the mental power of that mental zombie. Be careful when you go back, try not to act alone to prevent accidents."
In the game, everyone faces bosses and fights when they go up. I have never heard of any negative effects of running away without finishing the boss. But it's a real world after all - monsters that have been beaten don't refresh, the same events don't repeat themselves, and people who have died don't come back to life.
The one in the attic is a real high-level spiritual zombie. And they are the humans who invaded its realm.
Although there is still the last main lord who has not been eliminated, Zhang Zhiyin and the others are considered to have won the first battle. The leader specially opened a small stove for them to celebrate, so that the team members who went out to fight this time have steamed buns and potatoes to eat. Although there was no taste at all, the other team members devoured it, holding a steamed bun and two potatoes that they had been assigned, as if holding the Queen Mother's Peach Jade.
The end of the world has come, arable land has been greatly reduced, and food is scarce. In order to overcome food shortages, human beings have quickly developed nutritional supplements. Only two small packets a day can meet the nutritional needs of the human body without feeling hungry. This kind of nutritional supplement is simple to make and very food-saving. Its invention has enabled more people, especially ordinary people, to survive in the apocalypse. Now each base will have at least one large or small-scale nutritional supplement production factory. And its only downside is that it is extremely unpalatable.
Now, being able to eat normal steamed buns and potatoes before the end of the apocalypse is naturally a great reward.
Big knife said while eating: "I heard that the leaders of the big base eat the same as before the end of the world. You can eat any kind of braised pork ribs, sweet and sour fish, roast duck, roast goose, stewed chicken, and mutton..."
The more I talked, the more greedy I became, and finally I said, "When do you think we can live that kind of life?"
When Xiao Jin heard him, he also looked leisurely and fascinated, and the potatoes in his hand were suddenly not so attractive.
A Kong who masters the space is his elder sister, so he quickly knocked on his younger brother: "Hurry up, don't think about it, it will be cold in a while."
Zhang Zhiyin listened silently, and an idea he had had before came to his mind again.
Like most online games on the market, "Tomorrow" also has a home system and a lot of life skills, among which "planting" is also a life skill, and the lowest-level product it produces is "flour", which can be used to learn cooking skills. of players make dishes food. This kind of flour is also sold in the exchange. It is 99 bags for ten yuan, and the item description states that a bag is ten jins. Presumably this kind of flour can be eaten in this world now.
Living and dying together, and trusting each other's lives, although the contact time is not long, it is difficult for Zhang Zhiyin to regard these teammates as unrelated people, especially when they call him "captain" again and again with great confidence. He was intent on improving their lives, but he didn't know where to start, worried that what he had done would be suspicious and would be self-defeating.
While thinking, the leader quietly came over, patted Zhang Zhiyin, and called him away.
The leader rubbed his hands together, lowered his head, and said embarrassedly, "Xiao Zhang... This time it's all thanks to you..."
"About the allocation of crystal cores... I want to discuss it with you... Is it possible to allocate five to five? You take half and give the rest to the team members? It's not been very peaceful recently, and the zombies in the north are showing signs of evolution... Oh, if you don't I would like to have June 4th..."
Zhang Zhiyin didn't expect the leader to tell him this. The education he received since he was a child is to "endure hardships first and enjoy later", "can't do special things", and "do not keep a name for good deeds". However, Zhang Zhiyin quickly realized that he was now equivalent to the CEO of a company, and the leader tried to keep him by offering a high salary that was much higher than that of ordinary employees.
After thinking about this, Zhang Zhiyin asked, "How did you divide the leader when you were the captain?"
"One seventy two." The leader whispered. The first is the proportion he takes, the seventh is for all the players who participated in the battle, and the second is for the players left behind.
"Then just take this score." Zhang Zhiyin also learned to pat the leader's arm... and turned to leave. Originally wanted to pat on the shoulder, but the leader was taller, so there was no way. The company is still in the early stage of business, and the funds are insufficient. He should grow with the company. Thinking about it this way, Zhang Zhiyin felt pretty good.
He told the big knife to be careful, but after leaving the leader, he forgot about it, and went back to the house by himself.
Yin Xiaoxiang, who had been locked in the room for a day, looked at him with resentment, rubbed against him, and spit ice balls on his face. Zhang Zhiyin, who had been tired all day, gave him two small strokes with his index finger. Ass is honest.
It sniffed Zhang Zhiyin, showing an unhappy expression, his facial features were all wrinkled together, and he gave a small demonstrative cry. Zhang Zhiyin just thought it was still angry about being locked in the room, ignored it, and lay down to sleep after washing up.
Yin Xiaoxiang nestled beside his neck, looking a little anxious, and arched Zhiyin's neck with his small head. Zhang Zhiyin, who had quickly fallen asleep, didn't care, patted it and continued to sleep.
Zhang Zhiyin was dreaming. This is rare, because subconsciously, he has always felt that although this world is real, it is like a world in his own dream. Do people still dream in a dream? He didn't know, but he did have a dream.
In the beginning, the dream was a memory of his childhood. After school, he ate with his grandparents and watched TV and chatted.
Then the scene changed quickly, grandma and grandpa disappeared, and he appeared in an empty and simple room, looking around no one. He pushed open the door and walked out, standing in the corridor, and found a person downstairs.
The man was carrying him, and he could only see a white back and short ink-colored hair.
But Zhang Zhiyin instinctively knew who he was. He showed a shallow smile and walked towards the man gently...
Yin Xiaoxiang, who had been restless all the time, suddenly widened his eyes alertly. In the darkness, his ice blue eyes were exceptionally bright.
It saw that Zhang Zhiyin suddenly sat up, then got up and went down to the ground, and rushed over immediately as if biting him and preventing him from moving. But its power was too small, Zhang Zhiyin walked straight to the door, as if he couldn't feel its existence at all.
"Ow?" Yin Xiaoxiang, who was hanging on Zhang Zhiyin's forearm and desperately biting him, was suddenly stunned, and felt an overwhelming and powerful mental force coming. It was familiar and tyrannical, as if the king who couldn't be touched at all came. It was completely different from the disgusting and vague mental power that had been attached to Zhang Zhiyin before, and there was no comparison.
Yin Xiaoxiang tilted his head for a moment, let go, and ignored Zhang Zhiyin, and ran back to bed to sleep.
At the same time, Xiao Jin, the only psychic in the base, was also awakened by this sudden power. He couldn't feel any difference, just startled for no reason. Looking at the bed next to him, he became even more panicked.
"Brother Big Knife!" Xiao Jin shouted, but no one responded.
The room was dark and empty, and he was alone. The big sword, which was brought here on purpose because of fear of an accident, disappeared at some point.