"Crack—" The steel ball flew out and went straight to the head of the zombie.
But somehow, the target zombie actually took two steps and raised his arm. So the steel ball hit the arm and bounced straight out.
Su Han was quite helpless. On the first day of the game, she noticed that only attacking the head of a zombie would cause real damage. Attacking other parts, the Zombie's stamina will not decrease.
At the same time, the attacked zombies were enraged. It roared and charged towards Su Han.
Su Han remained calm and continued to shoot.
Hit once, hit twice, hit three times... As soon as the zombies finished halfway, they turned into white light.
Su Han glanced around and found that the other zombies didn't care about the disappearance of their companions, and were still wandering around on their own. She suddenly felt more at ease, and continued to clean up the zombies one by one.
After half an hour, all the zombies were cleaned up.
Yuan Yuan watched quietly from the side, without making a sound.
Su Han walked to the barrel, opened it, and found that the barrel was filled with diesel fuel. The specification of a barrel is 100L, and there are a total of 40 oil barrels around.
After thinking for a while, an idea quickly came to mind. She handed out two pieces of brown bread and a bottle of milk, and said casually, "The employment is over, this is the reward, you can go back first." Anyway, when she came, she remembered it carefully, she knew the way back, and she didn't have to go together.
"Thank you." After taking over the food, the smile on Yuan Yuan's face suddenly became extremely bright. Then, she ran away "da da da" without any hesitation.
After waiting for a while, after confirming that Yuan Yuan was far away and that there was no one else nearby except himself, Su Han put 40 oil drums into the portable warehouse.
Considering that the oil drums are large and occupy a large area, she simply packed all the oil drums in one grid.
**
The lucky one got the spar and successfully exchanged it for 100 catties of rice!
The news swept through the shelter like a passing tornado. In just one night, all the residents in the outer circle heard about it.
Many people are envious, jealous, and hateful, "The pie falls from the sky, how come it wasn't me who was hit?"
Many other people are eager to try, ready to hunt zombies. In my heart, I was thinking that if others can get the spar, I will definitely do it myself, and my efforts will never be let down.
At this moment, there was new news - last night's lucky person entered the inner circle, (trusting relationship) to find a serious job, and the salary is enough to make ends meet. Not surprisingly, from now on, he can be comfortably enclosed in it.
As soon as the news came out, the residents of the outer circle were so excited that they almost fell into madness.
A safe living environment, stable work, and generous remuneration, this is what ordinary people in the last days are after! As long as you are lucky and find the spar, life will be able to counterattack immediately!
This is equivalent to playing the lottery before the end of the world. Once you win the jackpot, you can get everything you want.
Can't wait, can't wait to get rich! Must act now! Residents either in groups or alone, actively searching for traces of zombies.
The living conditions are average, dig pits, make wooden arrows, and make wooden spears. The family has a little foundation, so I bought bullets directly on the exchange, then rented a car, and ran out in a hurry.
At this point, a large-scale zombie hunting activity began.
**
"Idiot, this way." Yang Yongkang took out a small stone from his pocket and smashed it on the zombie.
"Roar—" The zombie was provoked, and walked towards Yang Yongkang quickly.
"Finally followed me." Yang Yongkang was not in a hurry at all, but there was a trace of excitement in his eyes. He had already set up traps nearby, waiting for the zombies to step in.
At first, he was very afraid. But after successfully seducing and destroying two zombies, he found that, after controlling the number, a single zombie was actually not as scary as he imagined.
Although the head is the only weak part, other torso attacks are useless, but the zombies move slowly and have extremely low IQs, so they can easily be led into traps.
As long as the target is trapped, there are many means to attack.
Yang Yongkang snorted and seduced.
Soon, the zombies plunged into the pit.
Yang Yongkang smiled, took out the wooden spear, and stabbed it at the head of the zombie.
Hit several times and the zombies turn into white light.
Yang Yongkang lowered his head to examine it carefully, and muttered in disappointment after a long time, "I still haven't..."
But although frustrated, he was not discouraged. People said early in the morning that the possibility of discovering spar is not high. As long as he continues to hunt, there will always be a day when he finds the spar.
Thinking of the reversal of his life after the discovery of the spar and gradually reaching the pinnacle of his life, he couldn't help grinning, immersed in a beautiful fantasy.
It was too late to say, but then, a zombie swooped down from behind. Yang Yongkang was startled and wanted to resist, but unfortunately it was too late.
The zombie bit Yang Yongkang's neck. In an instant, a layer of skin was torn from the wound, and blood flowed like a stream.
Yang Yongkang resisted the pain, pierced the zombie's head with a wooden spear, and hit the opponent's neck hard.
Soon, the zombies turned into white light.
Yang Yongkang fell to the ground and was dying, the only thought in his mind was that he was finished.
**
Just after 12 noon, the white coat appeared in the outer circle of the shelter and asked in a cold voice, "The medicine has been prepared, is anyone willing to try it in public?"
I asked three times in a row, but no one answered. It's not that there is no one around, but that there are many people watching, but they are only willing to watch.
No one wants to taste what the potion tastes like, after all, the raw materials are said to be dug out of the brains of zombies. Who knows whether this thing can cure diseases or transmit viruses? Residents always feel uneasy unless they see the medicine take effect with their own eyes.
The white coat frowned, and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by someone, "This person has been bitten by a zombie, why don't you use him to test the medicine?" After speaking, he waved his hand.
Immediately someone carried a stretcher and brought the patient to the front of the white coat.
The patient is Yang Yongkang.
At this time, his face was pale, his lips were blue, his whole body was trembling, his wounds were festering, and a faint odor wafted away, showing that the situation was already very bad.
The white coat nodded, "Just him." He lifted the person up and fed the medicine to the patient bit by bit.
As soon as the potion entered, Yang Yongkang's complexion quickly turned rosy. The blue color on the lips gradually faded, and the wound quickly scabbed over.
After a while, the patient's breathing slowed down and lay on the stretcher as if asleep.
After checking the white coat carefully, he solemnly announced, "It's all right, I'll get back to health after a short rest."
Exclamations sounded. The onlookers widened their eyes, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.
However, as if the white coat was not enough, he dropped another bombshell, "The first three residents who send the spar will all get a bottle of potion. There are still two places left. Come on everyone."
The eyes of the onlookers suddenly turned green, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm. The medicine that can cure the virus is more expensive than a hundred catties of rice! How much material can I exchange for sending it to the exchange
… This question is too difficult to count!
However, there is no doubt about the value of the medicine.
"There are only two places left." Someone muttered and left in a hurry. It seems to be racing against time, hunting zombies, and grabbing places.
Su Han looked in his eyes and sighed softly. No matter how hard these people try, it is impossible to get the spar. They tried their best, sincerely praying for good luck to come, but in the end it was nothing.
"How are things going?" Unconsciously, Zhong Rui stood beside his little friend.
"I found several barrels of diesel, so I can set fire to the shelter." Su Han replied in a low voice.
"Not bad." Zhong Rui showed his approval.
"What about you? What's the progress?" Su Han asked.
"The number of the opposing team is temporarily unknown. I heard that they have agreed to sell the antidote and conduct transactions with the exchange, but the specific transaction time has not yet been determined. The external view is that the progress of spar acquisition determines the progress of medicine preparation, which cannot be controlled by human beings." Zhong Rui said softly.
"Sounds like it's going to be traded after cleaning up the zombies and confirming the customs clearance." Su Han analyzed.
"Based on the behavior of this group of people so far, I guess the possibility of honest transactions is zero. It should be the plan to grab it and run away, and then quickly escape from the copy."
"In this way, the supply is successfully completed, and there is no need to pay for the vitality agent."
Zhong Rui nodded, "It's possible."
After thinking about it, Su Han felt that it was not quite right. She looked at her friend in wonder, "Where did the news come from? Are you sure it's reliable?"
"The fat manager of the exchange said." Zhong Rui said calmly.
Su Han was even more puzzled, "Why did he tell you?"
Zhong Rui smiled slightly, "I pretended to be a researcher who was conducting virus experiments and gave me some medicines privately, and he told everything he knew. That guy was not a man of integrity. It's not surprising that you can't keep a secret."
No matter how loyal Fatty is to the exchange, he can't resist the temptation to make a fortune and go to a well-off society. Now that the price of drugs is more expensive than gold, Zhong Rui can give him a little benefit, enough to make him endure.
"You said you were a researcher, so he believed it?" Su Han felt that Fatty was a little naive.
Zhong Rui calmly said, "I have many different kinds of drugs on hand, and this is the best proof."
Su Han was at a loss for words, and she found that she was speechless.
Zhong Rui looked into the distance and sighed leisurely, "Since the other party intends to clear the zombies before supplying them, then there is no need to worry, there is still plenty of time."
**
On the second night, no one took out the spar for exchange.
At 9:00 a.m. on the third day, the system mechanical sound announced, "There are 986 players, 3,123 NPCs, and 40,149 zombies left in the I22 shelter (the server where players are located)."
That night, the second and third lucky winners stood out, and each successfully exchanged 100 catties of rice and medicine.
At 9:00 a.m. on the fourth day, the system mechanical sound announced, "I22 shelter (the server where the player is located) has 972 players, 2,675 NPCs, and 27,632 zombies."
The number of residents and zombies is rapidly shrinking. On the other hand, players are also gradually affected.
"Clean up zombies, search for supplies, and exchange them at the shelter. If you are lucky, you can also get spar and get food supplies. It's quite a routine. But the routine is good and the routine is wonderful. Every day you play new tricks, people will be tossed to death. It's gone." The player who found the shelter on the third day was not aware of it, and directly regarded the scam as part of the rules of the game.
"Compared to running around, searching for houses, and finding only some strange things, it seems easier to directly kill zombies? On the one hand, it can reduce the pressure in the later stage of the game, on the other hand, after the spar explodes, you can get a lot of food, After eating and drinking, you can fill the warehouse." Some people failed to see through the scam and easily accepted the statement that there are spar in the zombie's brain. Then, he thought under the wrong information, and naturally came to the wrong conclusion.
"The bold cut zombies to eat meat, and the timid searched for supplies and soup. The game has two branch lines, which is quite flexible. We can carefully search and clean up the zombies along the way, and it won't delay anything anyway." Pai makes decisions and wants to balance risk and reward.
There are so many lies that I can't tell the truth from the fake.
At this time, most players have accepted the setting of the spar and are actively thinking about countermeasures. Only a very few remained silent and had other plans.