Seeing this man grinning, his turbid eyes moved around the street, looking for his next target.
Just then a bullet passed through his head.
He was killing someone one second and being killed the next.
Three men with guns walked in and stepped on the already dead body.
Stay still for two seconds.
Unfortunately, there was no movement from the body.
"Brother, this NPC is obviously crazy." The skinny man next to him said, "Why waste a bullet?"
The three of them were the players who were looking for space props in the mall that day.
Even though it was already the 21st day, they still hadn't given up on the space props.
On the contrary, in the current situation, if they have props, their chances of passing the level will be greater.
The four subspaces can carry more than twenty air tanks, so they don't have to be restrained all the time when moving.
Li Zhiqiang was still upset about the fact that someone got the space prop first that day, so he kicked the corpse in anger.
"Being alive is a waste of air. It's better to die and help me eliminate a possibility."
At this time, he was considered a big shot in one of the four major organizations, but he wished that everyone in the town would die.
With more people dying, there will naturally be enough resources.
"Brother, let's go back first. It's already the 21st day. Don't go too far away from the air tank."
The younger brother next to him said, "Besides, the air compressor is still in the room, and there are so many NPCs inside. I can't trust any of them."
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12 o'clock on the 21st day.
The suffocating moment came on time, two hours.
The growth rate is faster during the day than at night.
Fu Anan put down the notebook and frowned, then helped Fu Yizhi tidy up the basement.
All food and sundries were moved downstairs, leaving only the generator, compressor and air tanks in the basement.
The sound of power generation is a little loud, and only the sound insulation in the basement can help.
It took the two of them a while to get the generator and compressor set up. There were more than 60 air tanks, and since it was their first time and they were not yet proficient in the job, it took until eight o'clock in the afternoon to fill them all.
Even if they were suffocated for twenty hours a day, they would be able to cope with it.
Only seven more would provide them with enough air for twenty-four hours.
Fu Anan, who hadn't slept since last night and had been busy until now, yawned heavily, and his eyes were almost glued together.
I slept until 1am.
Then I woke up reflexively and breathed oxygen.
##
It’s the 22nd day in Flower Field Town.
The suffocation time at night was extended to 4 hours, and the suffocation time at noon was extended to 3 hours.
On that day alone, the two of them used up 28 cans of air.
Even they need to rely on air compressors to constantly refill their air tanks.
As for outside, there are still many people who are running low on air tanks.
The number of deaths today was almost half of that of the day before, and there were about two thousand people left in the town.
Day 24 in Flower Field Town.
Suffocation lasts 4.5 hours at night and extends to 4 hours during the day.
Fu Anan and Fu Yizhi survived safely.
Refilling the air tank every day has become their normal routine.
Apart from the minor problem that my daily routine was disrupted due to the suffocation moment, everything was fine.
But outside the villa, the four major organizations formed by air compressors began to split up because the air tanks produced by the air compressors could not satisfy everyone.
In order to stabilize the situation, each team had to formulate various regulations for finding fuel and exchanging air.
The old rules were broken for just one day, and it seems the police department is back to its old ways.
(End of this chapter)