Global Games: Comes with a portable store

"Donor Su, then I'll leave first. You have to be careful now that you're not able to move easily."

The monk stood up after eating and said.

Su Changxing nodded and said:

"Well, thank you for your concern. You should be careful and don't get caught by Chen Xi and those people."

The monk turned around and ran downstairs.

Su Changxing said to himself: "It feels like he could die easily, right?"

After saying that, he remembered that there was only a skull in his backpack, and the head was no longer there, and he felt a little lonely.

Take out your phone and open the forum.

The red and black words are printed at the top.

Number of days to survive: 14 days

Number of survivors: 3.7 billion

"Dropped so fast? Is it because of the corpse transformation, or something else?"

Su Changxing frowned and noticed that the death rate has been faster in recent days, faster than before. In less than half the time, most of them had already died.

The forum he saw now was not the previous forum, but the forum in this area.

What's more important is that he cannot operate in this forum. It shows that he has no permission and can only browse, making him look like an NPC.

【announcement】

[Due to changes in the game process, the arrival of the blood moon has been delayed by five days, and the growth rate of zombies has slowed down]

"Is this a chain reaction caused by destroying the energy station?"

Su Changxing estimated that this should be the case. It is impossible for Doomsday Games to take the initiative to lower the difficulty. Judging from the current situation, its control over the world is not that great. It is more like building a house on the mountain.

In this forum, four days ago, the Security Bureau publicly released a plan to destroy the energy station and called on capable people to join.

Many people asked under the post who the person with the ID "please call me a good person" was. What made Su Changxing even more amused was that someone actually pretended to be him.

"Sea Man": I am one of them. "Please call me good man" is our companion. I express my deep condolences for his death, but it is all worth it.

"Three Jue": So here comes the question, who are you? It's not that I don't believe in you, it's just that I'm just saying nothing, right?

"Shanghai Man": I am a member of the plan.

"Three Jue": But I heard that the plan was not fully developed. Although many people died, they still couldn't get in, so there is a high probability that it was not us. Then where did you come from.

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Here, compared to the big city, the number of Hunters is relatively small, there is no climate, and their presence is not as strong as that of the Screamers.

"It's a completely different difficulty of survival."

Su Changxing realized that the difficulty in the big city was more like hell. Just fighting against the hunters, they had tried their best and suffered heavy casualties.

"The real world does not have the balance mechanism in the game. Some areas are extremely difficult to survive, and some places are very easy."

"But at the same time, there is also a balancing mechanism. The placement is different, and different people will put it in different locations. The difficulty is also different accordingly, just like Mu Qing."

Su Changxing guessed that there might be some places that were more difficult than in the big city. There were not many people left in the entire area.

This is extremely possible.

Such a world will give birth to some terrifying monsters. If such monsters are extremely aggressive, this will happen.

Looking at the zombies on the street through the guardrail, Su Changxing couldn't help but shudder. Even if he destroyed the energy station, he still didn't feel that life and death were in his hands.

At night, the dew is very heavy, and a layer of water stains is attached to the skin, and dust is wrapped in it to form dew droplets.

Su Changxing remained motionless, like a dead corpse. He slowly opened his eyes and felt movement coming from below. More than a dozen people were fighting on the street, and there was a mysterious store next to them.

There are no extraordinary people among these people, but there are a few people with super powers, and looking at their skills, everyone has been strengthened.

Both sides are about the same strength, with one side having fewer people, but the one taking the lead is relatively stronger, and one person can block two or three people.

They didn't fight to the end. One or two people died, and the weaker party retreated on their own.

This seems to be an unwritten rule.

Until the early morning of the next day, Su Changxing saw four waves of people. The current group of people seemed to be searching for supplies.

He also felt that some parts of his body had regained consciousness and could move slightly, but full recovery would have to wait until the promotion was completed.

"Still not, that's amazing."

Su Changxing found that something unexpected happened. No one posted anything to denounce Chen Xi. Could it be that things were completely different from what he imagined?

There were heavy footsteps on the stairs.

Monk Weihuo ran back with wounds and blood all over his body, and knelt down in front of Su Changxing, his eyes were empty and he was breathing heavily:

"You are right, they are all crazy, all crazy. I don't know what to do. I can only come back to you."

Su Changxing opened his eyes and said calmly: "What's wrong?"

A look of despair flashed in the monk's eyes, and he said in a deep voice:

"All the people who were placed outside our temple were killed. Just when I went there before, it was the people from Chenxi. There were too many of them."

This monk has undergone tremendous changes in less than a day. His eyes were clear and peaceful at first, but now they are dirty and filled with murderous intent.

Monks are not Buddhas, they are still human beings after all.

Su Changxing took a deep breath and said:

"Well, it should be that your temple has a conflict with Chen Xi, or with one of their senior officials, so what are you going to do?"

The monk sat cross-legged on the ground, gradually calmed down, and said slowly:

"I want to avenge the people of Queshan Temple, find the instigator, and kill him."

Su Changxing chuckled and said, "This is not what a monk should say."

The monk's chest kept rising and falling, and he said angrily: "Then I am not a monk!"

At this moment, his emotional ups and downs must be more intense than he appears on the surface.

Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "I can't help you. I'm just a disabled person and can't move."

The monk was silent for a while and said: "You are very smart. I need your attention. I want to know what I should do."

Oh, this monk is really a stranger.

Su Changxing raised a smile on his lips and said, "Is there an Apocalypse of Dawn here? If so, you are right to kill him."

The monk held his breath and said with a smile and a cry: "Yes, but I am definitely not his opponent."

Dawn's Apocalypse had a great reputation before the end of the world. They were almost the top superpowers in their world, possessing extraordinary superpowers.

If ordinary people's abilities have c and b, then they have s and ss.

"Then you have to first find out why they are targeting the people in your temple and ask someone, such as Liu Fu from before. He should know something." Su Changxing continued.

The monk had some thoughts after hearing what Su Changxing said. He nodded and said, "Yes, I understand. Don't worry, I won't kill people casually."

I wasn't worried at all... Su Changxing felt that the monk was thinking too much, so he took out two boxes of lunch from his backpack and said, "Eat first, and then talk about other things after eating."

The monk easily opened the self-heating rice and added water to it. He was naturally hungry. He was hungry and tired after a night of running around and fighting.

After eating, the monk squatted down and fell asleep. His snoring was loud, like thunder, which made Su Changxing's head buzz.