However, it was too late.
Just when the few people managed to get away from the leader's retention, the toasts and handshakes of the primitive people, and quickly ran towards their three-story building, black mist quietly enveloped them, and the roars of zombies ranged from sporadic to mature. There are more and more pieces, and... getting closer!
"Run!"
The open area is not conducive to fighting hordes of zombies. All players who understand this frantically hide in the buildings.
But not everyone can move freely under the threat of a large group of zombies.
"Help, help!" The fat man, who didn't exercise much on weekdays, fell further and further behind. Hearing the zombies getting closer, his heart was filled with fear, and his body trembled and went limp, unable to run anymore. .
However, everyone is running for their lives at this time, who has the heart to save such a burden
Looking at the team gradually distanced from him, Meng Bao was in despair.
Just when he thought he was destined to feel bitten to death by zombies, his buttocks hurt and he flew into the air.
Baji.
Fell into the door of the messenger building.
Except for his posture, he turned out to be the first to enter the door!
Meng Bao was completely stunned by the fall, and instead of getting up, he turned around as if he was on the ground, just in time to see Su An retracting his feet.
The others were also stunned by this development, looking at Su An not knowing what to say.
Su An sneered: "If you can't run, don't get in the way."
After saying this, Su An didn't care what other people thought, and strode away on his own.
Hou Letian's surprised reminder came from behind: "Hey brother, you are going in the wrong direction! There are a lot of zombies over there!"
Su An ignored it and disappeared into the night.
The rest of the players had already entered the lobby on the first floor, and they relaxed a little.
Hearing Hou Letian's reminder, Meng Bao got up from the ground, his eyes darkened: "Don't worry about that weird person, he can't stop himself from seeking death. Zombies are coming, close the door quickly!"
"How about we close the door first? After all, there are seven of us here, so we can't ignore everyone's safety just to wait for him alone." Ping Yang asked in a questioning tone, and he had already walked to the door and quickly closed the door Cover up.
"That's right, I don't know if that person will be able to come back." With the support of others, Meng Bao gained more confidence.
Several others did not comment.
In this kind of night where zombies were everywhere, Su An, who broke away from the team and acted alone, was already a dead man in their eyes.
As for the rescue...
Forget it, if there are only a few zombies, there may be some unbearable players who are willing to help, but there are hundreds of NPCs in this level, and there are so many zombies at night, none of them have the ability to guarantee I can retreat completely, let alone save someone.
The zombies had already arrived outside the door, and the bang bang bang bang sounded non-stop, accompanied by bloody roars, and the hall was quiet.
Most of the buildings in the level can't withstand these zombies for a long time, at most one hour, there will be zombies breaking through the doors and windows. They have to prepare for a head-on battle before this.
Weapons, healing, stamina buffs, and more.
As for Su An, who was already a dead person in everyone's mind, he was moving through the crowd of zombies with ease.
Su An was still thinking about the holy water that he drank during the day and could communicate. It seems to be very useful if you can understand the words after drinking a bowl.
Since you want to get this thing, you must first find the only leader who knows how to make holy water.
Su An unceremoniously titled "Devil King" on the equipment.
The next moment, the group of screaming and eating zombies stopped.
A terrifying coercion filled the air, carrying an irresistible royal aura.
The group of zombies started to become chaotic, the group of zombies began to look around, and the group of zombies began to howl, not knowing whether to follow this terrible coercion or run away from it.
The rusty brains of the zombies may have to wander around for a long time to recover.
Su An had already seen the target he was looking for, and he walked through the crowd of zombies step by step.
All the zombies that were closer to Su An had their legs limp and knelt down before they raised their food claws.
Without even a single strand of Su An's hair messed up, he came in front of the leader zombie who was several circles bigger than the other zombies.
Comparing the burly leader zombie with Su An's small body, it looks like a big mountain blocking the front. As long as the mountain is pressed down, the human in front of him will be crushed into a meatloaf if not crushed into a meatloaf.
Unfortunately, this is only if.
"Roar~" The leader zombie opened its mouth, and the pitch of the roar that should have been violent and bloody was lowered, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.
Su An's eyes lit up.
This zombie is indeed the leader boss, its level is one level higher than other zombies.
First-level zombies are much higher than ordinary zombies in terms of strength, abilities, and brain flexibility. If other people knew that there was a first-level zombie waiting for them, they might not know what it would be like to despair.
But for Su An, he just wanted to laugh out loud: "It's just in time!"
For things like asking about the secret recipe, it's better to have someone with a more flexible mind.
Su An was thinking just now that if the leader zombies were ordinary zombies who didn't even know if they existed, he might not have the patience to wait and just wiped out the zombies without even asking a single sentence.
When Su An patted the leader zombie's shoulder and reappeared, the satisfied expression on his face fully explained his questioning.
"Okay, for the sake of your contribution to this translation formula, I will spare you today." Su An clapped his hands, leaving behind a field of zombies, and left.
Feeling the disappearance of the breath of the "devil king", the zombies immediately "lived" and walked towards the messenger building with dedicated roars and claws.
Demon King Su An didn't care at all what the zombies he let go were going to do.
It's not that those people have no ability to protect themselves, Su An is too lazy to save people like a mother.
Anyway, it's not really going to die.
Thinking of this, Su An felt a little depressed about kicking that fat man.
Seeing zombies chasing people, I reflexively went to save them, and I haven't escaped from the habits of my previous life. Not good, not good.
Su An shook his head and squatted down to dig grass.
In his hand was a zombie paw that he had slaughtered before.
Not to mention, the hardness of the zombie's claws is very good for digging, each claw makes a hole, and the hands are not dirty at all.
Su An thought about whether to put this paw in the book in case it would be useful later.
Messenger Building.
The zombies outside the door didn't know what happened, and the knocking on the door stopped for a while.
The players didn't know what happened to the zombies, and they didn't want to see it. Taking advantage of this time to check his book, he added one weapon and one armor to himself.
Only Zhou Tianxin and Meng Bao stood behind helplessly, holding the iron and wooden sticks they found in the hall.
Sister Tao glanced at Zhou Tianxin, said nothing, and handed her a pair of headgear, which increased her strength by 10% and gave her three chances of protection. Although it wasn't something particularly good, Zhou Tianxin was very grateful.
Before everyone had to wait long, there was a cracking sound of the door panel breaking, and the first pair of zombie's livid hands stretched in, followed by the second pair, the third pair... countless pairs.
Roaring, footsteps, the sound of iron and flesh colliding, the sound of reminding each other to be careful... Green blood, red blood, severed hands, corpses, broken furniture...
There was a mess everywhere.
The two-hour zombie attack time finally passed.
Everyone was panting and fell to the ground, regardless of the rags under their bodies.
"Is everyone okay?" Ping Yang calmed down.
Most of the others didn't have the strength to speak, they just simply said "um" to indicate that it was okay.
Amidst the sound of "hmm", Meng Bao's terrified scream was particularly obvious.
"Ah! I'm injured! My arm was scratched, Brother Ping, save me!" Thinking of those zombies with blue faces and fangs just now, Meng Bao was paralyzed, "I don't know when I got scratched, Will I be infected with the zombie virus? I don’t want to become a zombie! Who can save me? Is there any medicine? Is there anything that can save me? I’ll give you money, my family has a lot of money!”
Pingyang's complexion is not very good-looking.
However, he moved over, took a closer look at Meng Bao's arm, and comforted him: "Don't worry, don't worry, you may not be infected. The infection rate in this game is 50%, and there is a half chance that it won't." Infected, and there is a 20% chance of getting supernatural powers, so don't worry."
"Ability? Is it a kind of ability different from those stored in the book?" Meng Bao suddenly cheered up, "I am so lucky, I will definitely be able to get the ability, and this may be a test for me. Brother, you are right, I am not in a hurry, not in a hurry."
There was no more fussing and screaming in his ears, and Ping Yang's brows relaxed a little.
Taking out the common hemostatic agent from the book, Ping Yang applied the medicine to Meng Bao amidst Meng Bao's voice of gratitude.
Except for the two of them, the rest went upstairs after resting enough to get up and walk, intending to take the time to rest.
Zhou Tianxin became even closer to Sister Tao after the First World War. On the way upstairs, she quietly asked, "Sister Tao, what is the supernatural power they are talking about?"
Sister Tao sneered: "It's not that easy to get supernatural powers. It's said to have a 20% chance, but not many people have gotten them so far. Just that little fat man, even if he got supernatural powers, he can't survive the transformation period." .”
Seeing Zhou Tianxin's still curious expression, Sister Tao simply explained a few words: "Isn't our book also able to preserve the spell? It's just that the spell is limited, and it takes up memory, so it can be given to others. And the ability is to transfer people Carry out transformation and get strange abilities. But this transformation period is said to be very painful, like putting people back into the furnace to rebuild."
"In short, whether it's the probability of obtaining the ability or the pain of the transformation period, it is not something ordinary people can encounter, so, go to bed early, don't look at this level seems to be very peaceful, the water inside is deep."
Zhou Tianxin obediently returned to her room.
When she woke up, she found that what Sister Tao had said, the unbelievably peaceful level on the first day, showed his danger this morning.
Someone died.
The author has something to say: Fortunately, a little angel reminded me that yesterday and Thursday, the agreed double update [laughing and crying jg]
It doesn't matter, I forgot yesterday and I remember today! I am an author who keeps my promise. There will be a second update later, but it may be after one o'clock. Don't wait for the little angels who can't wait. It will be the same when you wake up tomorrow morning.
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