For one day, the entire wasteland world was nervously preparing to welcome the arrival of the blood moon.
The sky is gray, and it is almost difficult to see the clouds in the sky through the sand and dust with the naked eye. The scorching moon, high temperature, and desolation.
But on a month like today, the high temperature between heaven and earth would drop rapidly, and bursts of cold wind would pour into the wasteland from all directions.
In addition to being cool, there is also a sharp coldness.
The cold wind is like a collection of countless resentments, hatreds, and pains. It blows on the skin, but it stings inside.
"Although I have experienced it once, if I see that kind of scene again, I will not be able to calm down."
Wang Lu stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the blood-red land in the east.
Compared with the previous blood moon, the stench between heaven and earth was stronger that time. I don’t know what level of monsters appeared in the water.
That would be a blood moon in the wasteland. If humans enter the grassland and build territories, the blood moon they will experience will be even more cruel and bloody than in the wasteland.
The defense turrets around the territory are ready, and the launch port on the top is already glowing with a faint blue light, and there is a lot of savings.
Wang Lu opened the communication and dialed Ye Qingxuan.
[Ye Qingxuan: What’s wrong?]
[Wang Lu: There will be a blood moon tomorrow, can we hold on? If that doesn't work, you can go to him first to avoid Yidong.]
[Ye Qingxuan: Didn’t he say that? He also wants to be able to stand alone. Although it feels good to have someone to rely on, he can't let him spend it by himself now.]
[When he has the ability to protect himself, he will come to me.]
Wang Lu shook his head helplessly, wondering whether he could follow Ye Qingxuan's thoughts or whether he was too concerned.
"First child, second child, take your weapons and let them go to the foot of the mountain."
"Lord Zuoming! "
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At the foot of the mountain, a circle of protective iron mesh was placed. The exchange price of the protective iron mesh was not low, but the effect was indeed good.
Wang Lu thought about making it himself, but he didn't have the raw materials required for the construction of all the objects so far. In the early stage, I wanted to find out if those items could be exchanged through essence.
However, the range of essence exchange is very narrow, and some subsequent high-end items need to be forged after obtaining an iron furnace.
During that time, Wang Lu also gradually figured out the general rules of item exchange in that world.
Weapons can be enchanted, but the probability of not being enchanted is very, very low. Whether he can succeed in one attempt is really bad luck.
After being enchanted and strengthened, traditional weapons can reach the attack power of modern weapons. However, unless they enter the legendary god-level weapons, traditional firearms need to be more powerful.
The road to obtaining firearms has been encountered once before, and it is simply impossible for anyone to complete.
By the time humans have the cocoa to acquire firearms and weapons, it is estimated that it will be time for humans to officially step onto the grassland.
The protective net blocked a large number of zombies. Those zombies were not much different from the previous grass zombies. It seemed that higher-level zombies rarely appeared.
If you beg, you are not on your side. After all, the probability of high-level zombies appearing is inherently low.
Wang Lu ignored those zombies and looked at the world outside.
From the edge of the grassland, it was like a gap had opened, and the zombies seemed to have descended into the wasteland through that gap.
Did Wang Lu ever think about it before, since grassland and wasteland border, why grassland zombies only appear in the wasteland when the blood moon comes.
Moreover, there must be grassland bordering the wasteland, and zombies in other areas must also enter the wasteland.
Now it seems that the blood moon will briefly open the passage between the various realms.
"What will happen if the passage is blocked when the blood moon comes?"
If Wang Lu suddenly had such an idea, of course he couldn't think about it.
He took out a piece of meat whose durability was about to disappear, placed it gently on the protective iron net, and started his old business again.
Wait until enough zombies have gathered to activate the defensive fort.
If enough zombie souls are harvested, Wang Lu feels that he has the cocoa to build the summoning factory that time.
Although there are already powerful NPCs like Da Wa and Er Wa, low-level NPCs are still in demand, and they can do many things for Wang Lu.
When attacking the grassland, you can't go alone. There will be more power when there are more people.
After that blood moon passed, Wang Lu was ready to set out to complete the task given by the first lucky wheel, and he coveted the leg gun blueprint in the reward.
If you can have a leg gun, your strength will be greatly improved.
The sky gradually darkened, and the last glimmer of light was driven eastward by the blood moon.
The shrill wind blew against the wasteland even more violently, and the blood-red moonlight shone on the ground, making the entire area seem to be covered in a blood-red coat.
Standing on the high mountain, Wang Lu could already see the smoke rising in the distance and the roaring sound.
The faint blue light placed on the top of the turrets in four directions condensed, and initially turned into streams of light rushing towards the east, shooting at the dense zombie groups.
With the first round of volleys, the originally dense group of zombies turned into fragments all over the place.
The zombies that followed continued to fill in, hitting the iron fence.
The fort once again condensed the light, which can be gathered.
Compared with the first blood moon, Wang Lu was much more relaxed when it came to the second blood moon.
After all, most of Wang Lu's harvest from the first blood moon was used to strengthen the defense of his territory.
Wang Lu looked at the zombies disappearing in the east with an indifferent expression.
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It's a completely dark land.
The world is dim, and the weak lights are constantly running away, trying to avoid the darkness there.
There are various kinds of trees widely distributed there, but if you look carefully, you can see that the surface of those trees is dark, as if they have been burned by fire.
The ash is widely distributed on the ground and accumulates into coal mines.
The coal resources there are surprisingly abundant. Coal mines that do not exist in the wasteland world are as common as ordinary clods of soil there.
In the gray sky, thunder would appear from time to time. The purple-black thunder rumbled to the east and tore the ground apart, with astonishing power.
On a tree trunk, a man in purple robes stood quietly, looking straight ahead.
There, there was a red zombie. Although the zombie's body was very petite, it looked very much like a human female.
The long red hair of the red zombie was flying, exposing the scary red face into the air.
The surrounding air suddenly solidified, and strange fluctuations appeared around the red zombies, like sound waves.
"Ah~~~!!"
A shrill voice sounded from the mouth of the red zombie, just like the scream of a human woman in extreme panic and pain.
The tree trunk was there, and the purple-clothed man's eyes shrank violently.
The ground cracked, and a large number of zombies suddenly appeared a hundred meters away from the red zombies. The zombies' eyes were blood-red, their muscles bulged high, and they roared violently.
The man in purple took a deep breath and took out Wenming Zhi from the storage space.
[Ghost Howler: A high-level zombie with the ability to summon zombies. The zombies that are summoned will have their overall strength increased by 200% and enter a brief violent state.]
In that black land, there are many such evil ghost howlers, just like the most desperate strokes of demons emblazoned in the dark picture.
The purple-clothed man's legs moved to his waist and he grabbed the purple-black long knife.
There are strange patterns carved on the surface of the long sword's scabbard. Now the Zhitong pattern seems to be alive, breathing and glowing with bursts of light.
There was a lot of blood on the man's face and body, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.
But the long knife on his waist has been calling him, calling him to go to the place where he can be reborn.
There, they will all undergo transformation.
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Wasteland.
The blood moon is coming, and zombies are killing the world.
But there is a figure walking leisurely in front of the zombie land that is already blood red.
The damn Lucky Wheel has issued a mission, asking him to go to the northern boundary to prevent the invasion of something.
The blood moon is here, so it’s not surprising that some strange things will appear.
But Wang Lu also knew in his heart that the Lucky Wheel was different from his other two powers. It rarely interfered with Wang Lu's actions, but every time he made a move, there was a real purpose.
Did anything unexpected happen during that mission
There are actually two bordering areas in the northern border. Seventy or eighty percent of the border is bordered by grassland, but it is also bordered by a dark land.
That piece of land is currently shrouded in mystery and no information is available.
And the mission location given by the Lucky Wheel that time turned out to be the border point between the wasteland and the black land.
Wang Lu didn't ask the big boy. Apart from leaving the second baby in the territory to organize guards, the eldest baby also followed him out.
After crossing a mountain range, you can finally see the border of the dark land in the distance.
The sky in the distance was pitch black, and it seemed that flashing purple-black thunder could be seen from time to time in that space.
"Maybe the Thunder Armor can replenish the amount there."
Wang Lu looked at the thunder that appeared on that land and said with some joy.
It can be measured that the crystal itself is definitely out of the way, but there may be some natural thunder now.
In the wasteland not far ahead, there is an inconspicuous Yongxuan.
Wang Lu stared at that point. As the distance got closer, Yongxuan's body gradually became apparent.
There was a petite red figure with red hair spread over her shoulders.
There is a unique formation around it, and a wave that astonishes Wang Lu is slowly awakening.