global cataclysm doomsday game

\"Crackling\"

Standing in front of the simple psychic tower, Lin An looked at the burning corpse curiously.

After being thrown into the spiritual energy tower, these Tianmu people seemed to spontaneously ignite. When burning, little blue stars would continue to pop out. It looked pretty good. Like candles, their bodies gradually shrank and dissolved.

At the same time, a stream of pure energy also entered the body.

“very impressive”

Ignoring the sad and angry glances around him, Lin An took a deep breath and felt that the spiritual energy in his body was rapidly replenishing.

He had only experienced this feeling when he advanced.

Pure, without any impurities, it can be absorbed almost instantly. Compared with spiritual energy nodes, Lin An even suspected that sixth-level nodes may not be able to purify such pure energy. If used to improve strength, it is almost the same as hunting mutants.

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"One person, 01%"

Silently assessing the recovered psychic energy, Lin An couldn't help but feel slightly moved.

It seems that this ratio is very low, but that is for him!

His psychic energy reserve has reached dozens of times of the same level! If it were at the elementary level, it would be a hundred times the difference!

To put it bluntly, if the psychic energy reserve is compared to water. Generally, the third-level elementary level is just a cup, and it is a swimming pool!

"Calculated in this way, the psychic energy provided by a Tianmu person is enough to restore the average third-level to about 1%, or even more."

"One hundred people can restore full psychic energy. This number of killings is nothing."

"But if it were me, it would probably take about ten thousand people."

Subconsciously, he turned his attention to the Tianmu people in the gathering place. In Lin An's emotionless eyes, these humanoid creatures hugging each other were almost like firewood at this time.

Noticing the flash of killing intent in Lin An's eyes, many Tianmu people shuddered instinctively.

"Ten thousand people can replenish all my consumption. It can be easily accomplished."

"Taking this gathering place as an example, there are still one or two thousand people. If it is larger, it is normal to have tens of thousands of people."

While thinking in a low voice, Lin An couldn't help but feel an impulse.

He can completely capture Tianmu people and serve as his backup battery. As long as there is enough fuel, he will be even stronger than in the real world! After all, in reality, his recovery speed is also limited!

Nothing is wasted.

As the three corpses finally burned into curled-up black masses, Lin An's eyes moved slightly, and his heart felt slightly reassured.

Although compared with combat consumption, this supplement is still a bit small. But at least he doesn't have to worry about short-term psychic problems for the time being.

But he also realized one thing. That was the competition for resources.

The larger the gathering place, the more people with the third eye, and the more spiritual energy will be restored.

The longer you persist, the more points you get.

In other words, after all the awakened people discover this, it is very likely that they will directly kill the Tianmu people in large numbers and make them into "reserve food".

With this food, these awakened beings will begin to madly attack the gathering places occupied by other awakened beings.

Rob, rob, kill, and rob again.

The entire doomsday battlefield will be completely reduced to a bloody slaughterhouse. Any newly awakened person with a soft heart will be reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered due to exhaustion of spiritual energy.

The bugs will attack, the awakened ones will attack!

You must replenish your psychic energy. Even if someone doesn't want to use the Celestial Eye as fuel, they will be forced to do so!

It can be said that the fate of the Tianmu people, from the day they failed to fight against the doomsday, is destined to be extremely miserable, without even a chance to win sympathy!

Whoever sympathizes will die! Whoever is soft-hearted will perish together!

After thinking about all this, Lin An couldn't help but secretly sigh, the viciousness of the doomsday system is really reflected in all aspects.

After suppressing the messy thoughts, Lin An simply left the psychic tower and prepared to wait for the next batch of insect waves to attack and Zhang Tie's arrival.

With Xiong Hanzi's talent, he is extremely suitable for this kind of scene.

Anyway, that guy doesn't use psychic powers to fight very much. He relies solely on his invincible body and a brand new suit. In this situation, he might be able to adapt better than him.

Waiting patiently, rummaging through the things left behind by the Tianmu civilization.

Lin An kept recording information.

For this failed civilization, it is obvious that lessons can be found from their history. As for the real cause of Tianmu's demise, Lin An is also vigilant in exploring.

But for some reason, as time passed, he kept smelling a faint fragrance.

This smell is just like the aroma when the Third Eye people are bleeding.

but

It's becoming more and more tempting.

In doubt, Lin An raised his head solemnly and looked around for the source of the fragrance.

Is someone bleeding in the gathering place?

The throat throbbed instinctively.

Under the temptation of this fragrance, he found that a sense of longing was constantly growing in his heart.

Is it the smell of the Third Eye person?

The abnormal rapid recall made Lin An wary and a little uneasy.

With his concentration, let alone the fragrance, even the most delicious food in the world would not be able to disturb him in the slightest. This feeling, this inexplicable hunger, was actually like the feeling of seeing a human being after turning into a zombie.

It is a desire that comes from the depths of instinct.

A bit

Hungry!?

Traveling through the camp like a phantom.

Lin An quickly explored every corner, and after a moment he stopped with an ugly look on his face.

No.

No Third Eye people were bleeding. In fact, these people did nothing, they just stayed numb in fear.

"Where does the taste come from?"

"It started when I burned my corpse?"

With an almost instinctive intuition, Lin An felt a hint of uneasiness.

It seemed like he didn't notice something.

“Lots of dead bugs”

"Be careful, there should be three levels. And there should be more than one person."

The Brahma team was following the traces of the insect tide. At this time, the leader of the Baotou man leaned down and carefully inspected the traces of the battle.

The more I looked at it, the more surprised I became, but despite the surprise, there was a hint of joy in my eyes.

"Killing so many will definitely consume a lot of spiritual energy!"

"Let's go over now, maybe the other party is weak!"

Before entering any gathering place, the leader, Level 3, made a confident judgment. In his excitement, he almost saw the points waving to him.

They didn't meet any Celestial Eye people along the way, and they didn't get any hints. At this time, they naturally didn't know that Celestial Eye people could be used to replenish spiritual energy.

The only news I know is that someone in the war zone sent a brief message through a special prop, asking them to quickly occupy the gathering place.

"Imran Khan, are we really raiding them?"

"Looking at the deep pit, I feel that the opponent's strength is not bad."

With a hint of worry in his eyes, Ah San, the other person with dark skin, was obviously a little worried. There must be Level 3 people in the gathering place ahead. Judging from the effects of various combat skills on the ground, there were at least two of them.

One seems to be a melee-type awakener using a sword-type weapon, and the other seems to be a spell-casting type.

A very typical conventional combination, but very practical.

As a level three, he still has the most basic ability to discern.

"What are you afraid of? If there are many people on the other side, we will run away first! But I estimate there will be two at most! The battlefield is so big, and the probability of encountering them with three more levels is too small!"

"And think about it, how much psychic energy is left after you kill so many bugs?"

Full of confidence, Imran analyzed it matter-of-factly and began to evaluate his own strength.

They have also fought against insects. Although they are not difficult to kill, the spiritual energy consumption is real.

There are so many bugs, the fighting is so fierce, and the traces of damage caused by these injuries definitely require a lot of spiritual energy to create this effect!

If nothing else, I’ve used more than half of it!

There were only two third-level intermediates in the entire war zone. At this time, Imran had never thought about the possibility that the opponent was not a third-level junior.

After all, in his understanding, everyone is a third-level beginner. Among the millions of awakened people, the chance of encountering a high-level person is smaller than buying a lottery ticket.