doomsday disposal game

Chapter 12 Pioneer, opportunity for breakthrough!

The rhythmic background music of Contra stopped for a while and then echoed in the room again.

During this period, Lin Xiu, who had finished his psychological adjustment, took out the last box of Haagen-Dazs, because if he didn't eat it, he would have no chance in the future, so he could only drink the sugar-water mixture.

When it is introduced, the texture and taste will drop significantly.

Twelve midnight.

Night owl Lin Xiu heard it again, and the cheerful BGM echoed in his ears, just like the settlement of a game.

In addition, it was no different from last night at this time. Lines of clear small words appeared in the eyes.

[Side mission: Even if you are in the end of the world, please yourself as much as possible and turn survival into life]

[Complete once (3/10)]

[Judged as: the lowest level]

The most elementary → elementary → the most elementary
What a cycle with no solution.

Sure enough, in an environment where the power is cut off, the Internet is cut off, and there are not many food options, it is indeed not easy to please yourself as much as possible.

--leave.

This idea came to mind again.

And this reward will obviously be a big help for Lin Xiu to fight his way out of the siege.

[Reward: White Designated Skill Treasure Box*1]

[Players are asked to make a decision within 10 minutes...]

[Mastery of Reloading (White Mark): When reloading the magazine, you will gain the effect of increasing agility attributes and reaction speed]

[Proficient Aiming (White Mark): When locking the target, you will get the effect of improving the perception attribute]

"I choose the second option."

Whispering in his heart, Lin Xiu was still so decisive without any hesitation.

After all, he can only collect two full magazines now. No matter how proficient he is in reloading, he can't fill up the third magazine out of thin air and create a few more as spares at the same time——

This item is obviously prepared for firepower players who need to change magazines frequently. It can be considered when they become richer in the future.

But now, the reaction power of the double white mark superimposed, the reloading speed is actually not slow, it is enough.

[Player Choice: Master Aiming]

【Active Skill】

[Quality: white mark]

[Attribute related: Perception]

【Category: Auxiliary】

[Effect: You know the basic methods of using pistols, rifles, assault rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles, even old-fashioned muskets, and crossbows]

[Special effect: When aiming at the target, you will temporarily gain a small increase in perception attributes on the original basis (can be superimposed with other perception skills)]

【Deplete power】

In the blink of an eye, an infusion of knowledge arrives.

Physical coordination is also improved.

When the strengthening was over, Lin Xiu's understanding of pistols had improved slightly. He also had an accurate understanding of rifles that he was not familiar with before. At least once he got them, he could use them correctly.

In addition, when he concentrated his energy, triggered the tracking effect by default, and raised his gun to aim at the beating candle flame, an indescribable intuition came to his heart.

Even if you are 70 meters, 80 meters away, or even [-] meters beyond twice the effective range, you can still easily let the bullet penetrate the fireworks!
Of course, this is something that does not need to be tested. After all, the current bullets are extremely rare and extremely rare, plus the definite improvement brought about by the previous enhancements. Lin Xiu has experienced it personally, and there is no need to question it.

One o'clock.

The man and woman who were temporarily living together completed the handover. Because the lights suddenly went out and the environment changed suddenly, Ling Xinran did not sleep well, but with coffee to sustain her life, she stayed peacefully until daytime.About eight o'clock.

Morning light falls on the balcony.

Lin Xiu rinsed his mouth, held up a light telescope, and began to silently investigate the situation. Ling Xinran, who simply ate something, put on an eye mask, used a small amount of sedative and hypnotic drugs, and lay on the soft bed to catch up on his sleep.

[In the parking lot, there are still four zombie gangs]

[After the patrols are eliminated, the numbers are six, nine, ten, and thirteen respectively. Their bodies are relatively complete and their combat effectiveness is high]

[There are at least twenty zombies scattered at the gate of the apartment building, but most of their torsos are incomplete. The threat level is extremely low. It is expected that less than five of them can be hunted down...]

On the observation notes, neat fonts appeared. Lin Xiu, who was determined to pursue a high-quality and happy life in order to further complete the side tasks, carefully analyzed the form.

According to the information currently understood, zombies have no vision or hearing and rely on their sense of smell to hunt for fresh flesh and blood, but they are not particularly sensitive, with a range of about 30 meters.

Can they communicate with each other?
This aspect is very mysterious.

It can be said that they have no way of communicating, but they also break into small groups and move around together.

Although they could communicate, they didn't see these guys speaking, and the death of the police zombie didn't cause any waves.

It should be some kind of special but simple pheromone.

Based on a small amount of valid information, Lin Xiu made a guess and came to a relatively reliable conclusion.

"The trouble is that outside the residential area, the traffic thoroughfares are seriously blocked and there are hundreds of zombies... When the time comes, it really depends on the girl's driving skills."

His eyes subconsciously glanced behind him.

At this moment, Ling Xinran, who was exhausted and had returned to sleep, was holding a body-length pillow, her body completely fell to that side, and her head was leaning on it.

Sleeping deeply...

The female rider is recharging her energy.

Lin Xiu withdrew his gaze, raised the Nikon telescope again, and couldn't help but let out a sigh, because a capable man suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

He looked about 30 years old, with a shiny bald head and a samurai sword in hand. He quickly ran out of the apartment building next door and ran all the way. Looking at the direction... he should be heading straight to the canteen.

No, do as the Romans do, it should be called a convenience store.

Obviously, the resources could no longer sustain it. In desperation, he decided to fight the zombies to the death to the death of the brave ones.

Bald heads are generally the configuration of the strong.

Frankly speaking, Lin Xiu was actually looking forward to seeing how this warrior who wielded cold weapons would perform brilliantly. No matter how bad the situation was, he could still detect some key information.

Not very kind thoughts flashed through my mind.

The first batch of zombies are moving!

When the bald man was about 30 meters away from them, they reacted simultaneously, turned their heads towards him, raised their steps, stretched out their claws, and trotted all at once!
The number is six.

The other zombie groups did not move because they were far away, which confirmed some of Lin Xiu's guesses just now.

"Bage Yalu~ If you want to kill me, you are 1 years too early."

The bald man was quite arrogant, and if he increased his speed, he would immediately hang the small group of zombies behind him.

Hmm... The voice is not quiet, with a strong Japanese tongue-picking charm. Before the collapse of social order, he seemed to be a street gangster.

But extreme joy brought about sorrow, and soon a cry of grief escaped from this guy's mouth, and Lin Xiu found that all the hairs on his body stood on end.

I have observed it several times, and suddenly several mutilated zombies crawled out of a convenience store that seemed to have no major problems!

They directly blocked the bald head's path and cut off his thoughts of collecting food.

He had no choice but to turn around, but he startled the corpses on the road again, because a gust of wind blew by, which was very untimely, but successfully blew the breath of the living people farther away.

(End of this chapter)