Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

Fang Fan looked at his new weapon with satisfaction. It was more than two meters long, about ten kilograms in length. It was quite handy, at least much more decent than the previous watermelon knife.

And because the length is longer than the average weapon, it can also bring a great safety factor.

One inch long, one inch strong.

Fang Fan held a Mo knife and led the Yellow Turban Corps to continue cleaning up the dormitory area.

He found that there were very few survivors in the entire dormitory area, at least after he cleared two floors, he did not find any.

Although Fang Fan felt sad for them, he also knew that this was the cruelty of the last days.

"Master...a group of zombies rushed towards us."

"At least two hundred!"

Guan Hai had just chopped off a zombie's head, and turned to Fang Fan's ear to say worriedly.

Two hundred zombies...the number is a little too much. Although the Yellow Turban Corps is strong, it is impossible to be one to ten!

Fang Fan roughly estimated that each Yellow Turban soldier can now fight three zombies, and no matter how many... there may be casualties.

Guan Hai, as the leader, might be stronger, but the Yellow Turban Army Corps with ten members at most can fight against less than fifty zombies.

"There is the canteen...it should be that our movement is too loud, attracting all the zombies in the canteen!"

Fang Fan frowned, and he understood it almost instantly.

"We retreat to the top floor...Don't fight with zombies, go to the top floor to set up defense!"

Fang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. They had just cleaned up two floors of zombies, and they were fighting fiercely on the third floor, while the entire dormitory building had six floors. They needed to break through the three-story zombie cluster and then rush to the top floor.

If you get stuck on the third floor... When the two hundred zombies outside rushed in, the zombies in the dormitory rushed down again.

Under the attack, Fang Fan couldn't escape even if he wanted to run!

"Flush!"

Fang Fan exhaled and rushed up first. Guan Hai led the Yellow Turban Army to guard Fang Fan and fought fiercely with the oncoming zombies.

boom……

Thorn...

The Yellow Turban Army Corps began to suffer casualties. The two Yellow Turban soldiers were bitten by the zombies. They were immediately bloodied. A piece of flesh fell directly to the ground and was brutally swallowed by the zombies that came after them.

"Go! Don't delay!"

Fang Fan's expression changed. He clearly saw the zombies become more crazy after they felt human blood.

Feeling on the top floor, Fang Fan opened the closed heavy wooden door and immediately let the Yellow Turban soldiers deploy defense here.

"This door is not big. Only two zombies can come in crowdedly. All the Yellow Turban soldiers, take out your bows and arrows, stand twenty meters away, and start sniping wildly!"

"Guan Hai, you are always ready to respond. If too many zombies rush in, you will kill them immediately!"

Fang Fan held a Mo knife with a solemn expression on his face.

Some miscalculations this time.

I thought that there were brave soldiers from the Yellow Turban Legion, who could slaughter the zombies leisurely and collect magic crystals and cards.

But now it seems... far from as simple as imagined!

The end of the world is already showing its cruelty with blood.

"what……"

There was a cry of pain, and the two Yellow Turban soldiers who had been bitten by the zombies just now looked green and their lips were purple, and the location of the wounds began to rot rapidly...

"It's corpse poison!"

"Before you lose consciousness, stop by yourself!"

Guan Hai looked cold and issued a military order, which meant that they would commit suicide before the corpses were transformed!

"Zombies are coming! Full defense!"