Become a field doctor of survival games

Chapter 16 Alien Invasion 16
Yue Yingying explained the reason why there were more than thirty corpses on the ground.

Then he said: "President, President! Why are you being hunted down? I thought it was you as an NPC, because you knew too many inside stories and would be silenced! Haven't you acted in movies? It started with the murder of an informant, but this time it seems that you are better!"

"I don't know, there are too many enemies."

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, and there is no one who does not suffer from the knife. The more people are killed, the higher the position, the more people want to replace them, which cannot be counted.

As expected of a boss!Sure enough, chic!

Yue Yingying made up many plots of martial arts novels in her mind.

Then she excitedly picked up the front seat and continued to ask: "President, you said that the people who chased and killed you should be hired by the players? You can still do it like this! Then will we be in danger in the future? He made a comeback what to do?"

Bo Yanjun said casually, "The last one to die is the player."

Orange overalls?

By the way, Yue Yingying also thought that some players would pretend to be staff members that day, but she didn't expect her intuition to come true.

"Then why does he hate you? Is it because he is jealous of your beauty?" She suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile, "President, do you look the same outside the game? You are so handsome." , What is your zodiac sign? Have you considered becoming an actor or a graphic model for the benefit of face control?"

"What kind of cooperation did you talk about with the mayor that day? The information collection this time was relatively simple, but something unusual happened the next day. What happened before that? How do you old players usually collect information?"

"By the way, President! I can buy all these supplies and rely on the 5 yuan you transferred to me! President, you are too generous! The currency in this world is so valuable."

Yue Yingying felt melancholy as she spoke: "If only I could dress up as a certain executive, I'll spend money to dig a bunker out of which I can't even get through explosives, so I can just build a safe for myself." Room!"

After she finished speaking, she really thought about how to build the bunker and where it should be built.

Bo Yanjun put the sword back into the scabbard, and then said: "It doesn't matter what identity you wear. The money in the dungeon is the same as what you can transfer in reality. I went to the mayor that day because he had this knife at home. Message me Generally, if you don’t collect it, you have to spend money or wait, there will always be some unlucky people who try out the rules for you, and as for your salary, I sent it to you by looking at the last transfer message on my phone.”

Yue Yingying: "..."

President, you have a good memory, I forgot some questions once I asked them.

But she still remembered the most important thing!No matter how powerful you are in the game, it's a fake.

In reality, if you don’t have money, you won’t be much better in dungeons!
It's such a sad story...

"Then President, what do you think this dungeon will turn into in the end? What have you been playing before?"

"You can't hear me even if I tell you this, the game automatically encrypts copies that haven't been played."

"Ah...is that so?" What a pity.

After talking a lot at once, Yue Yingying felt a little tired.

She handed Bo Yanjun her lunch and sat back in the third row to rest.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon on the ninth day of the Alien Invasion.

It was a long day, and the city was filled with smoke, slowly burning, covering the sky.

Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise, the earthquake and insect swarm attacks that should have occurred every two hours were now quiet.

It was unusually quiet, and I don't know if it was really the disaster, or the calm before the rainstorm.

At four in the morning the next day, it began to rain.

The wildfires that would have continued to spread were extinguished by the sudden rain.

Yue Yingying fell into a deep sleep, and felt a little depressed after waking up.

Obviously she watched the sky last night, and the stars were all over the place, so today should be a sunny day. Could it be that the stargazing skills passed down by the ancestors are useless in the game?

For this reason, she also asked Bo Yanjun for advice.

"This is a game-specific mechanism, and the difficulty will be adjusted within the controllable range. The explosion of the Institute of Biology should have touched the foundation."

It seems that it is because Yue Yingying guessed the boss right: "Then I have killed the evil in the bud, and the reason why the game can't make the dungeon too simple?"

"Ah."

What should Yue Yingying do if she suddenly feels a little proud?

But she said with a smile: "It's all up to you, the president! If you hadn't wiped out the basement, we wouldn't have dealt with it so easily."

Bo Yanjun didn't answer, and reached out to open a bottle of water.

Yue Yingying got used to his indifferent temperament, turned her head to look into the distance, and the area barrier, which was covered with a layer of transparent raincoat like fog, was made more hazy by the wet rain.

It's day [-] and the fires are being extinguished.

The centipede that would launch an "earthquake" every two hours, and many types of beetles still did not move. This forcedly delayed day became a hard-won rest buffer time. The white noise of the rain brought a moment of tranquility to the city. .

Eight hours later, it was still raining.

After lunch, in the car, I could occasionally hear a few crisp knife collisions or mechanical bolts.

Bo Yanjun opened his eyes: "Do you have any ideas about guns?"

Yue Yingying, who was caught, stiffened her back, and said shyly, "This thing looks so handsome, so I'm curious."

A hand stretched out from the front row: "Give me the pistol."

Yue Yingying handed him a hand.

"Come here and watch, put together the gun you just dismantled."

When she was discovered doing small damage, Yue Yingying, like a student who made a mistake, obediently crawled to Teacher Bo, holding a bunch of parts in her hands.

Bo Yanjun said appreciatively: "It's quite strong, you've torn it all down."

Yue·Violence·Yingying felt very embarrassed at this moment, as if being punished to stand.

Both of them are holding silver M1911, 11.43mm semi-automatic pistol, with a magazine capacity of 7, manual safety, and a range of 50 meters, which is suitable for facing enemy surprise attacks.

Bo Yanjun played with his fingers nimbly, deconstructing and reassembling the gun in 45 seconds.

Then ask, "Do you understand?"

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Yue Yingying: "Mr. Bo, people's physiques cannot be generalized. Unless I am near death, it is impossible for me to make this speed."

Bo Yanjun slowed down and came again, 48 seconds.

"Uh..." Yue Yingying forced a smile, "Do you want to do it again?"

This time Bo Yanjun frowned, he didn't know how to slow down, it was muscle memory.

Finally, he taught some theoretical knowledge, such as knowing the various parts of the pistol, and where to assemble it when putting it together.

Yue Yingying studied all afternoon, and finally found the way out.

No.11, the rain stopped at [-]:[-] a.m., which is not a good sign.

The two decided to leave immediately to find the next shelter.

While Bo Yanjun was driving, Yue Yingying sat in the co-pilot drowsy.

After a day of peaceful life, the capital returned to blood again, and the 40 residents, except those who were eaten by bugs and crushed to death by buildings, still tenaciously survived tens of thousands.

These survivors no longer cry, no longer howl, they give up the chance to be rescued, give up the chance to find the living, alone or in groups looking for food and weapons.

Water circuits were destroyed, and the city was closed. They went to various supermarkets, shops, and restaurants to find buried materials, and used mobile phones as props to break locks to maintain food and clothing.

Yue Yingying would wake up occasionally, and she always avoided eye contact with these people, not because she was afraid of the incident of beggars besieging the car last time, but because she was afraid of being infected by the desperate eyes of the refugees.

This kind of mood is contagious, because everyone understands that no one will come to save them, so if you don't have the courage to die, you can only try to live, desperately, and give up everything to live.

The survivors spontaneously organized and marched in the direction of leaving the city, one team after another, one direction at a time, and believed that the city would be completely dead in a short time.

Bo Yanjun had a paper map, which he took from the capital city tourist brochure, and he circled several locations on it with a pen, looking for them one by one.

It's a pity that they all returned in vain.

"Actually, we should go to the city hall first." Yue Yingying glanced at the map, the buildings on it were all unknown, and only the city hall had the greatest possibility.

"But as we can think of others, the city hall must have been taken."

But now there is no other way. Walking to the highest point of the capital, one can see that only the city hall is intact in the whole city.

When they arrived by car, they could see nails being placed in the middle of the road at a distance of one kilometer, specially designed to puncture car tires, so the two had no choice but to get out of the car and walk on foot.

"These people are really ruthless, even the cars won't let go."

Yue Yingying took off the field protective clothing, and there was only a white knitted long sleeve left. She and Bo Yanjun stood together very well, not because of their temperament, tacit understanding, or appearance, but because they were very clean.

In this hopeless city, the original dignity is preserved.

This is an existence that will make people envious and jealous.

"Okay, let's discuss the countermeasures now." Yue Yingying said, "The people in the city government are organized and disciplined, with ideas and weapons. In addition, I left a lot of protective clothing, isolation clothing and food on it, and exchanging this with them should be used as a bargaining chip."

Bo Yanjun was about to say something, but Yue Yingying raised her voice and interrupted in advance: "We can't fight!"

Bo Yanjun felt bored, and Yue Yingying felt helpless. She really guessed what the president wanted to do.

"It can't be injured. I'm a doctor. They will definitely need a doctor at this stage. My eloquence is also good, and the probability of success will be very high."

She softened her attitude: "And even if it is popular and successful, it will do more harm than good to put more energy on the management."

Bo Yanjun thought: "Then kill them all."

Yue Yingying: "...President, you are really cold. Although they are all NPCs, they are also human beings. We cannot be butchers."

In fact, it is normal to think this way, but this kind of thinking must not be put into action here.

Yue Yingying thinks that she is a very kind person. In fact, there must be some evil in human nature, but a gentleman can choose to be kind regardless of his deeds.

But at the moment when her life is really threatened, whether she wants to or not, she has to understand that she has no choice but to follow suit.

(End of this chapter)