Global Game: Comes with Portable Store

time, 7:10

The dusk gradually extinguished, and the dilapidated city ushered in the night. The sky, streets, and zombies all darkened.

For some reason, Su Changxing didn't reject the feeling of being dark like this, he had already adapted to being active in this dead silence, and he was getting used to the roaring sound in this silence.

When he comes to the night, he will feel that he has become the master of this place, like a dreamer, and this place has become his dream.

After finishing all this, Su Changxing, Huang Biao and others went back facing the semi-dark sky. At this time, the zombies were already extremely active, rushing towards them from a long distance away.

Su Changxing raised the knife and pointed it forward, when a zombie rushed over, hit the knife with its head, and died.

Qian Runwei hurriedly pushed away a zombie with several bloody marks on his body. He took a breath and said, "These zombies are too vigorous, as if they have been injected with chicken blood."

While killing a zombie, Huang Biao took the time to mend the zombies on the ground, and said sharply: "Concentrate, if this grab hits your neck, you will be gone."

Qian Runwei took a deep breath, settled down, and followed Su Changxing. He only needed to be careful of the zombies attacking from the side.

Su Changxing can accurately kill a zombie with each knife, and the zombies that are not densely packed can't break through the defense within the range of his blade at all.

The distance here is not long, except for Qian Runwei's slight injury, the six of them returned to the station relatively easily.

Walk in the stairs.

Huang Biao's expression looked a little dignified. He once again felt that the fighting power of these zombies had increased significantly. Then he relaxed and imitated Su Changxing's tone:

"These zombies are very unscientific. They have obviously become stronger in just a few days. What did they do before, as if... they became stronger because of our arrival."

Su Changxing spread his hands, and said calmly: "Maybe we are the source of these zombies becoming stronger, or this is a game, a dungeon, and it seems reasonable that the difficulty increases with time."

God is so reasonable.

The four of Yan Xu seemed silent and depressed, unable to imagine what these zombies would look like in thirty days.

Back at the station, Su Changxing happened to see Zhu Wenwu lighting a kerosene lamp in his study and hand-drawing maps at a very fast speed.

"Are you mapping your surroundings?"

Su Changxing was a little surprised at Zhu Wenwu's painting skills. He perfectly reproduced the map on the phone with just a pen without using any tools.

Zhu Wenwu raised his head and smiled, his lips were obviously redder than in the afternoon, and said, "Haha, play your own role, Boss Huang said that he needs a physical map, so I will draw it."

Su Changxing looked at the map under the orange light and exclaimed: "The drawing is really good. If you can't become a plumbing engineer, it might be good to switch to painting."

Zhu Wenwu rubbed the back of his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "I can only draw some maps, but drawing is still far behind."

When Huang Biao walked in, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Yes, I didn't expect you to have this ability. If you have a physical map, it will be more convenient for us to discuss."

Su Changxing thought for a while and said, "It's really more convenient, Huang Biao, I'll go rest for a while and come back at eleven o'clock."

Although he is not tired at all now, for the dreamer, sleep time is a storage bar.

Although there are strict requirements, if you sleep more today, you can sleep less tomorrow. Theoretically speaking, he can sleep for a day and a night, and then go without sleep for a few days and still be full of energy.

Huang Biao pointed to the door and said, "According to your request, your room is arranged at the innermost part of this floor, and it is considered the safest place. I will take you there."

Originally, the room that Huang Biao had arranged for Su Changxing was next to it, and it was considered the best location on this floor.

The room is spacious and there are many people around.

But he refused.

He has a lot of secrets when he sleeps, and it is not convenient for others to see.

Close the door.

Su Changxing spread out his sleeping bag, soaked in two boxes of self-heating rice, and ate it with a can of fried fish from the supermarket.

This kind of fish is crispy on the outside, the meat is a bit old, the taste is salty, and very oily. The overall taste is not very good, but it is also good for rice.

While eating, there was a slight knock on the door, followed by a soft and immature voice, with a shameless taste.

"Teacher, what are you eating? It smells so good."

Su Changxing took a sip of water and didn't speak.

"Teacher, you usually lick the lid or something, I'm very good at it, and I lick it very clean."

Su Changxing almost spit out a mouthful of water, and said angrily, "Go away, I'm going to sleep."

"Okay, teacher."

There was the sound of Zhu Xinxue's leaving footsteps outside the door.

Su Changxing took another gulp of water to dilute the salty taste in his mouth, then lighted aromatherapy in a corner, and took out the head and put it at the door.

The head praised: "I didn't expect you to be quite friendly, knowing that you took the initiative to take me out."

Su Changxing frowned, and without explaining, he set the alarm clock, fell asleep and fell asleep.

Before the alarm clock rang, Su Changxing woke up on his own. With enough sleep, he seemed to be able to control his sleep time.

He tidied up and walked towards the hall. During this time period, there were more people in the resident, whispering and chatting together in twos and threes.

But he never saw the woman who had spoken to him before, probably died in that survivor's attack.

Walking into the study room, there were more than ten people gathered around the wooden table, including Yan Xu and Zhu Wenwu, and Huang Biao was doing ideological work with them.

"In this doomsday game, the one who shrinks back is slow death, a dead end. Even if it is dangerous at night, we still have to go out and grab the resources of the mysterious store. That is water, food, and even strength. Only we are strong as a whole Only then will it be possible to survive this doomsday.”

These people are all young or middle-aged people, they should be good hands in the station, and they are also people who are going to travel at night.

The more people who go out at night, the better. More people will attract more zombies' attention, and some people with weak combat effectiveness or timidity will become a drag instead.

Su Changxing sat down next to him, and found that Huang Biao could really speak, and he just talked passionately for more than ten or twenty minutes before stopping.

Huang Biao stopped, looked at Su Changxing and said, "What should I say now? Do you have any suggestions?"

Su Changxing thought for a while and said, "You'd better take a steady and steady approach, otherwise it's easy to cause a wave of corpses. I'll tell you the location of the mysterious store later. Well, you continue."

He has nothing to say, his experience is not suitable for groups, nor for these people, the main thing is to remind Huang Biao to be more stable.

Huang Biao seems stable, but he has the attribute of recklessness. Others may not know it, but he can see it clearly.

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