In the survival game, pretend to be a small white flower hammer to blast zombies

Chapter 276 Cursing, Guessing

Standing on the submarine, Nan Xing searched aimlessly at the bottom of the water.

It seems that because of the new rules, the murloc zombies that could be seen everywhere, as well as various other zombies, have become much rarer.

It's simply hard to get together in a pile.

Nan Xing found the evening from the morning, although today's points are enough.

However, a lot of ammunition was wasted, and it was her time and energy.

A total of 157 points.

If today's work is deducted, tomorrow you will have to continue to work hard.

The zombies seemed to be scattered by the game organizer, not only piles of zombies could not be found.

Moreover, Nan Xing had no choice but to gather those zombies together.

They are always scattered for various reasons.

For example, a half-zombie floating on the water.

There are so many people, they are more attractive than Nan Xing, a living person.

It's really frustrating.

Therefore, Nanxing can only kill one zombie, one zombie.

If things go on like this, every day is just spent on accumulating points, and I don't know how much time I have.

But Nanxing, there is only one zombie bait left in the space.

The bait that exudes a terrifying atmosphere.

Even if it is used, Nan Xing will definitely not be able to beat it.

Headache, headache.

Nan Xing sat in the restaurant, poking the rice in the bowl irritably, with a sleepy look.

In fact, Nan Xing's situation is already very good.

Eat well, dress well, and live well.

The only thing you need to do is to kill zombies and accumulate points.

The materials in her space are enough to support her until the last day of the game.

Other players not only need to kill zombies every day, but also need to worry about shelter and food.

The organizer of the goddamn game even stipulated the space, and the player's space will disappear by one cubic meter every day.

That way, except for the space on the hands of the survivors.

More than [-]% of the players will run out of space sooner or later.

Unless, they are willing to give their space to survivors.

But in this way, the relationship between players and survivors seems to be completely reversed.

What used to be their pride has all become their drag.

Not all survivors are to be trusted.

At least for players, 100% of the survivors are not trustworthy.

If the space is given to them, those survivors will kill them as soon as they get the space with their front feet.

Nanxing has a headache, and these players have even more headaches.

That is to say, players like Nan Xing and Zhou Miao, who have a lot of supplies and space, can relax a bit.

It has to be said that as soon as the organizer came out with this rule, [-]% of the remaining players would be eliminated.

It's a good thing to do.

……

After a whole day, Nan Xing had hunted down a total of 219 points.

No more.

She was so tired that she couldn't move.

Because the zombies couldn't gather together, Nan Xing could only attract them to the water surface one by one.

Then he got out of the submarine and went to fight with weapons.

The host of the game that killed a thousand knives, her pet killed it, but it didn't count.

Originally, Nan Xing did not recognize the status of the cubs at all, and never even named them.

As soon as this rule came out, she went to bargain with the game organizer at the speed of light.

As a result, the organizers refused to agree at all.

Nan Xing just said that it broke the sky, and the little wolf and the others couldn't be like this, they were counted as a whole with her.

Unless Nan Xing is willing, giving the little wolf to them is also counted as points.

Cubs get 10 points, German Shepherds and Border Shepherds get 21 points.

Experimental subjects are more expensive.

There is no way, Nan Xing died down,
She wanted to take advantage of the game organizer, not to be taken advantage of by it in turn.

This kills a thousand swords.

Nan Xing cursed angrily.

Treating the rice in the bowl as the organizer of the game, he scolded one sentence after another, putting it in his mouth and chewing viciously.

After eating, Nan Xing went back to the bedroom to rest.

Such a huge submarine does not even have a massage chair.

Nan Xing was so tired that he was dying.

After taking a shower, washing hair, brushing teeth and face, I went back to bed and slept.

A night without dreams.

……

This night, because of the coquettish operation of the game organizer, many players lost their lives directly at twelve o'clock in the morning.

The supplies they left behind were divided up by wolves, tigers and leopards in an instant.

Nothing left.

All the players were cursing, even Zhou Miao and the others were no exception.

Like Nan Xing, they scolded especially viciously.

……

The 162nd day of the game, at six o'clock in the morning——

Nan Xing got up on time, feeling quite bad.

There is no way, because of the damn points rule, all players have turned into workers.

Every day, I need to work diligently for the game organizer.

Really miserable.

In the real society, everyone is a miserable worker.

Unexpectedly, in this broken game, there is still a part-time job.

Every player wears a mask of pain.

As the day passed, the number of players plummeted.

There were not many players in the first place, and there were even fewer players.

Nan Xing is not sure about the current number of players.

With the game's showy operation, there shouldn't be many players left.

But, it's nothing but this insane new rule.

It is estimated that after such a toss, only she, Zhou Miao, Bonnie, these senior players will be left.

Moreover, these advanced players may die due to various unlucky reasons.

Just like Yuan Mingsheng.

What is the picture?
Unless, there is another group of players here that they don't know at all.

Or, players from other countries?
Nan Xing felt that it seemed quite possible.

According to the urine nature of this game, it is a vicious competition between players, and we are happy to see it happen.

When all players die, it's no fun.

Therefore, Nan Xing estimated that in the later stage, there should be other players appearing.

Moreover, the difficulty will continue to increase.

The kind of promotion that has serious announcements.

The time... Nan Xing guessed, it will be before winter.

The current rules are aimed at the imminent subsidence of floods and the upcoming harvest autumn.

I don't know what will happen when the time comes.

The organizer of the game that killed a thousand swords.

Nan Xing scolded in his heart again.

However, I still had to take my weapon, left the restaurant, and started working diligently today.

……

"Compared with yesterday, today's weather seems to be better."

Nan Xing muttered to himself.

Indeed, the weather is much better.

The black mist began to dissipate, and the impenetrable dark clouds in the sky gradually faded.

There are also floods, and the water level is slowly lowering.

According to the current progress, it will return to normal after about 170 days of the game.

And then into autumn.

Summer is officially over.

And autumn will not be too long, it will not give too much time.

Estimated, 30 days is almost the same.

Then, the long winter.

Winter without food, fuel, or prey.

Gee.

Maybe there will be snowman zombies and the like.

Gee tut.

(End of this chapter)