The Collection of The End

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[——September 29, 23:08, Raccoon City Police Station, courtyard——]

"Is there a cemetery next to the police station? Who designed it?" Claire commented while looking at the zombies wandering outside the barbed wire fence.

"To be precise, it's a museum. I think it might be the curator." Jin Jing was playing with the walkie-talkie in his hand.

This was given to her by a police officer named David when he evacuated his post. According to him, he had contacted some rescue teams through it and obtained some supplies. If he contacted again, he only needed to report Airdrop supplies will be dropped at your location.

This kind of function is a bit too outrageous. Ordering takeout is not that convenient, not to mention it is 1998.

"[This is the 73rd Air Rescue Team. If you can receive this channel and need rescuers, please call back and tell us your location, the number of personnel who need to be armed and the specific needs. Repeat-]"

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived.

"We are the Raccoon City Police Department," Jin Jing tried to speak on the channel: "There are about ten survivors who need small arms, ammunition and medical supplies."

"[Received.]" replied the other side.

Buzz-buzz-swish-

As soon as the contact was interrupted, a transport helicopter flew over the police station and dropped a big red metal box, but strangely it did not have a parachute attached. The box fell at an extremely high speed and collapsed. A large wall crashed into the second floor of the police station.

"Oh! Don't these guys know how to be gentle?" Claire complained.

"No...wait a minute," Jin Jing's eyes twitched: "What do you think is the probability that there is this rescue team's plane right above our heads, and that it happens to be loaded with the supplies we need?"

"Ten percent?" Claire tried.

"Then, the remaining 90% are...the guys who dropped biochemical weapons to chase us before, and monitored this channel in order to continue their 'experiment'." Jin Jing raised his head and stared at the metal box. Get in position.

Creaking...

Through the collapsed wall, she could clearly see a bald man wearing a brown and yellow trench coat walking out of the box with an indifferent expression.

At this time, it could be clearly seen that the barbed wire fence outside was shrouded in a thick layer of black fog, and a long blood bar appeared below Jin Jing's field of vision, with two large words written on it:

【tyrant】.

"Damn it, I was fooled," Jin Jing drew her gun and rushed into the police station: "Marvin and the others are no match for it!"

"Wait for me!" Claire followed.

Almost at the same time, the task panel also popped up:

[Side mission: Defeat the tyrant. (Reward: 3000 soul times)]

[Hidden mission: Collect all three goddess badges without defeating the tyrant who invaded the police station. (Reward: 5000 souls, the tyrant will disappear.)]

There's no way to do this hidden mission, right?

Jin Jing glanced at the mission and cursed.

With the combat effectiveness of Marvin and other police officers, they were unable to fight against this specially manufactured biological weapon.

If you think about it carefully, this mission should be prepared for reincarnations who prefer concealment and quick action but lack strength. Judging from the clumsy appearance of the tyrant when no one is controlling it, it cannot tell who the specific target is and can only attack people when they see it. After Marvin and others act as cannon fodder and delay for enough time, the reincarnations who are not good at fighting and good at solving puzzles and searching should be able to collect all the goddess badges and make the tyrant disappear.

And I... can only fight hard.

[——September 29, 23:16, Raccoon City Police Department, Chief’s Office——]

This is a room on the second floor of the police station. If there was no sign indicating the director's room at the door, it might be considered a veteran hunter's trophy collection room. In addition to desks and bookcases, there are also snakes, There are specimens of crocodiles and some birds, the heads of various animals are on the walls, and there is a statue of a tiger at the door.

Boom!

Giggle——

In this weird environment, as Jin Jing shot another shot at the "tyrant"'s bald head, it finally collapsed while making a weird sound.

"I'm so thankful now that I wasn't caught by it," Claire gasped.

"Yeah..." Jin Jing agreed.

After actually fighting against the "Tyrant", she understood how difficult it was for the "Master Chief" to fight, and was thankful for her decisiveness in escaping when she first saw it.

Previously, in order to prevent the tyrant from going to the entrance hall on the first floor, Jin Jing and Claire were accidentally scratched by the tyrant when it punched him while trying to attract his attention. His health points dropped by 40 points, and the picture in front of him instantly turned into black and white. Background, he hurriedly rolled away and used the first aid spray he picked up before to regain his composure.

You know, she now has... 5 points for blanket, 8 points for hat, and 12 points for armor. A total of 25 points of damage reduction can still be beaten like this. Based on her 55 points of health, if she doesn't wear equipment, she can He was beaten to death by the wind of boxing and still owed 10 points.

Thinking about it this way, was it normal for him to be stabbed to death by Kayako?

As for the tyrant, she made a rough estimate based on the attack power of her firearm and the decrease in its HP every time it was hit. This guy's HP was at least 5,000 points. If the firearm didn't have infinite bullets, he might have to get it later. Combat dagger to scrape it - risking a punch to blow it apart.

As for the harvest, in addition to the fixed income of 3,000 souls, it is...

[The soul of "Tyrant\