Global Games: Comes with a portable store

More than 800 people died in the gathering place in one night, but the overall number of people did not decrease at all, but became more.

There are more people entering the gathering place.

The teams returning from the outside had different expressions, and none of them were relaxed. They had experienced a life-and-death disaster, and they were all physically and mentally exhausted.

The gathering place was bustling with people and seemed a bit lively.

The firelight flickered in the dark and dilapidated study, and the profiles of the three people were illuminated. The boundaries were not clear, but there was a gradual change of light and dark.

Huang Biao had a bandage wrapped around his waist and said in a deep voice: "Now a large number of people have become corpses in the gathering place, and many people are making trouble."

"make trouble?"

Su Changxing frowned and said, "Why did so many people die?"

During last night's operation, they took guidance and some coercive measures, which seemed to be voluntary, but in fact they were not. After all, no one is willing to risk death.

Huang Biao shook his head and said: "No, it's about extraordinary people. The increase in the number of zombies has made everyone nervous. Everyone knows that we hold the way to become extraordinary people...and they think we are hiding it.

fact."

Zhu Wenwu's expression moved slightly and he said calmly: "It's just that some people who want to live think of all this too simply."

Huang Biao grinned and said: "It seems that we are not a deterrent to some newcomers, and of course we have no cohesion."

Su Changxing stared at the fire, remained silent for a while and said, "Has it been dealt with?"

Huang Biao nodded and said calmly: "It's been dealt with. The people who took the lead in making trouble have been dealt with. The problem is not too big, but now people are panicked."

"Pa bang bang~"

There was a knock on the door at this moment.

Huang Biao looked back and shouted: "Come in!"

The person who came was covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, and he was carrying a sledgehammer. He was none other than Qian Runwei, one of the seven extraordinary people gathered here.

He walked in, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, stood in silence in front of the three people for a long time, and then said:

"I'm sorry... All the more than a hundred people who followed me died. I'm sorry for them... It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so radical..."

As he spoke, he seemed a little incoherent and seemed to have difficulty facing Su Changxing and others.

Su Changxing already knew about the situation of Qian Runwei's team. Except for Qian Runwei, almost all of them died and were submerged in the sudden large wave of corpses.

This is his responsibility, it seems not.

Su Chang smiled lightly and said, "I said, you Extraordinaries can survive as long as the death of others is inevitable and considered a necessary death."

People are indeed very different from each other. Some people are indifferent to death, while others take it seriously unexpectedly.

Life can be light or heavy, it just depends on how you look at it.

Qian Runwei nodded, but his expression did not change at all, and said: "Brother Su, is it really worth it for us to do this? We are forcing people to die."

Zhu Wenwu frowned and interjected: "If this continues, they will still die, you know."

Qian Runwei took a deep breath, his eyes were complicated, and he nodded: "Well, I know, although the result is the same, I feel that I am killing someone with my own hands."

Su Changxing stood up, patted his shoulder with one hand, and said calmly: "So what if we really kill someone, as long as our purpose is correct, and times have changed, Runwei... you go first

Just take a rest and get some sleep."

Qian Runwei nodded when he heard this, turned around silently and left, holding the sledgehammer firmly with one hand.

Zhu Wenwu turned his head and looked at Su Changxing and said, "He thinks too much, and problems will easily arise after he thinks too much."

Su Changxing nodded thoughtfully and thought so, saying:

"In such a situation, most people will subconsciously avoid thinking about it or give themselves some deception. This is a kind of self-protection."

Huang Biao looked at his phone and reminded: "Basically everyone has returned, and a large part of them have received reinforcement."

Su Changxing thought for a while and said: "Let's fix it up and start when the sun sets, but it may not work this time."

And it might be dangerous...he said silently in his heart.

Last time, when he used group influence, he attracted heretics and almost caused a big problem, but he was still ready to give it a try.

It might have been an accident last time, and even if heresy is caused again, it should still be able to be solved with the mechanism of the discount store.

After noon, all the people who were still alive had returned to the gathering place. The number of survivors was less than one-third of the original number, and most of them were led by extraordinary people.

There is a clear difference between them and others. They are the ones who walked through a city full of zombies at night and survived.

A group of special people gathered in the open space. There were many obvious cuticles on their faces and their skin looked pale, as if they were sick. They looked very abnormal.

A young man in a blue sweatshirt stood among the crowd of onlookers and said loudly:

"Let's expel these zombies from the gathering place. After all, they may go crazy at any time."

Chang Yi, who was standing next to him with his hands on his chest, said angrily: "Expel them? Now anyone can become a corpse, including you."

After Chang Yi spoke up, no one said anything. Everyone else knew that Chang Yi was now considered a powerful superpower and was very likely to become an extraordinary person.

Immediately afterwards.

Huang Tao dragged a bloody steel knife and led several people from outside, looking murderous. They then dealt with some of the troublemakers.

"What are you doing here? All the irrelevant people have dispersed."

Huang Tao shouted unceremoniously, with a ferocious tone in his words.

The crowd of onlookers left and dispersed around to do what they were supposed to do. They knew that Huang Tao was ruthless and had no scruples. He even directly killed four or five people before.

But no one said anything. His uncle was the leader of this gathering place, and everything he did seemed to be reasonable and legal.

Huang Tao looked indifferent, walked forward, stood in front of these people, and said:

"You are all people with signs of corpse transformation. There is no doubt that you are the same as Wang Haisheng who died before. However, the gathering place will not kill you directly before you truly become zombies."

Having said this, many people breathed a sigh of relief. At least they did not have to die directly. There seemed to be a glimmer of hope before they became zombies.

"Wow~"

A woman who looked quite young suddenly fell to her knees on the ground, broke down emotionally, and cried: "Kill me, kill me, I don't want to become a zombie... I'm going to die anyway,

Just kill me now."

The tears and dust on the cheeks flowed down to the ears, outlining an arc.