Global Games: Comes with a portable store

Time, 7:10

Dusk gradually extinguished, and the dilapidated city ushered in darkness. The sky, streets, and zombies all turned gray.

For some reason, Su Changxing did not reject the feeling of darkness. He had already adapted to the activity in this dead silence, and became accustomed to the roaring sound in this silence.

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

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

Su Changxing raised his knife and pointed it forward, when a zombie rushed over and hit his head on the blade, killing him.

Qian Runwei hurriedly pushed away a zombie, which had several bloody marks on its body. He took a breath of air and said, "These zombies are too fierce, as if they had been injected with chicken blood."

While Huang Biao hacked a zombie to death, he took the time to patch up the zombies on the ground and said sternly: "Concentrate, if I hit you on the neck, you will be dead."

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

Su Changxing could accurately kill a zombie with every sword strike. Zombies that were not densely packed could not break through the defense within the range of his blade.

The distance here is not long. Except for Qian Runwei who suffered a minor injury, the six of them returned to their base relatively easily.

Walking on the stairs.

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

"These zombies are very unscientific. They have obviously become stronger in just a few days. What did they do before? It seems that... they became stronger because of our arrival."

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

God is so reasonable.

Yan Xu and the other four 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 drawing a map by hand at an extremely fast speed.

"Are you drawing a map of your surroundings?"

Su Changxing was a little surprised by Zhu Wenwu's painting skills. He didn't use any tools and just used a pen to perfectly copy the map on his mobile phone.

Zhu Wenwu raised his head and smiled, his lips were obviously redder than in the afternoon, and said: "Haha, play your role. Boss Huang said that a physical map is needed, so I came to draw it."

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

Zhu Wenwu touched the back of his head and said with some embarrassment: "I can only draw some maps, but drawing is still far behind."

Huang Biao's eyes lit up when he walked in, and said: "Yes, I didn't expect you to have this ability. It would be more convenient for us to discuss it if there is a physical map."

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

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

Although there are strict requirements, if he sleeps more today, he can sleep less tomorrow. Theoretically, he can sleep all day and night, and then not sleep for several days and still feel 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. It is also the safest place. I will take you there."

Originally, the room Huang Biao arranged for Su Changxing was right next to it. It was the best location on this floor. The room was spacious and there were many people around.

But he refused.

There are a lot of secrets when he sleeps, so it's not easy for others to see.

Close the door.

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

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

While I was eating, there was a slight knock on the door, and then a soft and childish voice, with a shameless smell.

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

Su Changxing took a sip of water and said nothing.

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

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

"Okay, teacher."

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

Su Changxing took another gulp of water to dilute the salty taste in his mouth, then lit some incense in the corner, took out the head and placed it at the door.

The head praised: "I didn't expect you to be quite friendly, and you knew how to take the initiative to take me out."

Su Changxing raised his eyebrows, but without explaining, he set the alarm clock, fell down and fell asleep.

Su Changxing woke up on his own before the alarm clock went off. With a full sleep, he seemed to be able to control his sleep time.

He tidied up and walked towards the hall. At this time, there were more people in the station. There were whispers and people gathered in twos and threes to chat.

But he never saw the woman he had talked to before, and she probably died in the attack by the survivors.

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

"In this doomsday game, what you are afraid of is chronic death, which is a dead end. Even if it is dangerous at night, we still have to go out and seize the resources of the mysterious store. That is water, food, and even strength. Only we are strong as a whole

Only then can we survive this doomsday."

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

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

Su Changxing found a seat next to him and found that Huang Biao was really good at speaking. 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 approach, otherwise it will easily trigger a zombie wave. I will tell you the location of the mysterious store later. Well, you continue."

He had nothing to say. His experience was not suitable for the group or these people. The main thing was to remind Huang Biao to be more cautious.

Huang Biao seems to be steady, but he has a reckless attribute. Others may not understand it, but he sees it clearly.