Doomsday Survival: The Sickly Girl Becomes a Necromancer

Yes.

As a late-night snack shop owner.

Wu Zhimin also has his own ideals and pursuits.

Becoming a famous celebrity in history is the most ideal ideal that this slightly fat man can think of...

Although he didn't know whether Ouyang Qianjin could hear it, Wu Zhimin decided to continue to raise the bet and take a gamble.

However, within a few minutes after the sound was made, Ouyang Qianjin did not respond.

This is not because Ouyang Qianjin wanted to rob the other party.

In fact, Ouyang Qianjin heard it.

After all, the pumpkin carriage is not far from the base wall.

The reason why there was no answer was that Ouyang Qianjin was a little confused by the other party's "lofty ideal".

After all...

No matter how human history will develop in the future.

But no matter what, Ouyang Qianjin is also the first on the double list, and he is also the lord of Jingzhou.

To put it bluntly.

What Wu Zhimin wants, such as "dominant hegemon" and "historical inscription", she already has them.

There is no need to join forces with anyone.

In other words, the other party wants to get something for nothing! ?

Great!

You, a slightly fat bald middle-aged man, are actually playing tricks on me!

If it weren't for my quick thinking, I would have been fooled by you.

Ouyang Qianjin, who seemed to have misunderstood something, gritted her teeth and then picked up the microphone on the table.

"Bargain? Since you think my bargaining chips are gone, let me show you what the bargaining chips of the necromancer are."

After saying that, Ouyang Qianjin snapped his fingers.

Wu Zhimin was originally happy when he heard Ouyang Qianjin's voice and thought that the other party agreed to his conditions.

But this tone and this language, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't sound like they want to talk to him.

Then Wu Zhimin was shocked to find that the undead who had fallen in the magic prism defense network were slowly crawling up from the ground like zombies.

And they picked up their weapons again to attack the magic prism.

"What...what is this!"

"The undead...the undead...is this what immortality means?"

"No wonder Miss Ouyang doesn't care about casualties at all. It turns out that others can really resurrect people!"

Looking at the undead who were burned black and slow, but still holding weapons to attack them, the professionals standing on the city wall preparing for defense were dumbfounded.

The dead, or the people who had been burned by lightning, could actually stand up again and pick up weapons to attack?

This scene is no longer shocking.

It's completely terrifying!

Although they have seen a lot of big and small things in this year.

They have also encountered a lot of outrageous, bizarre things that can break people's common sense.

But this is the first time they have experienced a scene like this.

And the first time they experienced it was full of horror.

It directly challenged their nerves.

"Wow--"

Some people who had been holding back could no longer hold on and vomited with the previous people.

"Baldy, this is the bargaining chip and trump card of our necromancers, so you should learn it well."

"Oh! Forgot that you are not a necromancer. I guess you can't learn it even if you want to."

I didn't care what outsiders thought.

The angry Ouyang Qianjin threw the microphone in her hand on the table after making a few sarcastic remarks.

Then she took the sweet potato dried baked on the stove handed by Sebas and took a big bite.

It was like venting anger.

And suddenly, Wu Jizhang, who was called baldy, didn't even have the strength to be angry at this moment.

His whole body seemed to be drained by something, and even standing felt a little difficult.

This was shock, surprise, but also a representation of being at a loss.

Indeed.

The magic prism no longer needs to be fired one by one after the transformation of the technicians in the science and technology park.

But if it is used at such high saturation for a long time, even if the magic circulation cooling is used, it will be damaged.

After all, Ouyang Qianjin can be resurrected once, maybe twice.

If this happens again and again, no equipment can hold up.

It will explode sooner or later.

The chips and trump cards of the Necromancer?

It is really a daunting profession...

Wu Zhimin now feels an indescribable frustration in his heart.

He can be said to have made all the plans, but he didn't expect to be defeated by the opponent's "big brick flying" which is both violent and simple.

Sure enough, with more people, you can do whatever you want!

There is no other way...

"Bring it up, bring Taile up quickly!"

Knowing that if this continues, the base will be destroyed and people will die, so Wu Zhimin simply made aThe stupidest behavior - threatening.

When Taile, whose hands, feet and mouth were tied and handcuffs that could seal his skills were brought up, Wu Zhimin put a knife against Taile and shouted at the white eyes in the air.

"Ouyang Qianjin! If you don't want this guy to die, then leave my base!"

"Kill him, kill him, anyway I can revive him, you can kill him however you want."

For this kind of threat, Ouyang Qianjin didn't take it seriously at all.

She said light-hearted words, not caring about Taile's life or death at all.

After all, she can revive people.

Even if Taile is killed, he can be resurrected as long as the body is well preserved.

"Really! Even if you resurrect, there should be limits or some restrictions. Can you still revive me if I beat him into a pulp? I really want to try it."

Although he chose the stupidest means of threat.

But it must be said that Wu Zhimin, this guy, at least did not lose his mind.

He saw it.

Outside the first defense circle of the magic prism, there are many bodies that could not be resurrected just now.

And all these corpses were damaged without exception.

In other words, Ouyang Qianjin's resurrection skill must have some limitations.

Otherwise, this skill would be really amazing.

"Hmm... I was caught in a weak spot..."

After Wu Zhimin said his guess, Ouyang Qianjin tilted his head and thought for a while, then pouted and said.

"How about it, do you feel like talking now?"

"No, not at all."

Ouyang Qianjin still didn't care.

"I said, if you think your guess is right, just kill it. I won't lose anything. Anyway, there are still many subordinates in my base who participated in the development of the magic generator, and it's not impossible to kill your subordinates who participated in the development and then resurrect them."

"This..."

In a word, Wu Zhimin was blocked by Ouyang Qianjin.

Indeed.

According to Ouyang Qianjin, Taile is indeed a dispensable existence.

Although whether it is technology or ideas, or skills and professions are rare.

But at least in the matter of magic engines, it is not irreplaceable.

In fact, many professionals in the science and technology park can do a lot of things for Taile.