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

Chapter 88

Brother Leyle frowned, didn't ask what happened, but got into the car directly to check through the window.

After thinking about it, Nan Xing also got into her RV, with the privacy curtain kept drawn, she didn't know what happened outside.

Pulling back the privacy curtain, Nan Xing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately covered his mouth.

Beyond the rugged and ravine mountain road, a huge tornado swept across the wilderness like an angry dragon descending from the sky.

The violent tornado forms a strong air current, and everything it goes will be sucked into it.

Accompanied by the thunder and lightning that seemed to tear apart the sky and the earth, the sound of the rain roared in unison, the sky seemed to crack countless holes, and the torrential rain merged into a swift waterfall, pouring down towards the field.

What frightened Nan Xing the most was the zombies walking in the storm. Even from here, she could clearly feel the deterrent force brought by those zombies.

With blue-gray skin, three meters tall and weighing a thousand kilograms, there are faint green light dots on the skin.

Nan Xing put down the binoculars, and gently stroked his heart with his palm.

It's too dangerous for them to enter the cave. What if the fat zombies enter the cave and these NPCs cause trouble?
Nan Xing naturally went with the flow, no matter what, she had a pair of armor, so running for her life was not a problem.

The Rael they ate were full of praise, and there was not a single piece left.

Inside the frozen hospital.

Because Old John and his three meals were paid for by the Rael camp, Nan Xing needed to hand over most of the supplies.

It's just that you must choose a good substitute for the dead ghost, and if something happens, you can still take that guy as the top bag.

The medicines on both sides of Rael Camp and Old John are quite sufficient, and Nan Xing also has a lot of medicines in his hands, but the two groups of processing factories and players will be miserable.

Nan Xing was wrapped in a quilt and sat next to the half-extinguished bonfire, relying on Ping An to feel drowsy, her little brain was a little bit.

"Brother Yuan, what should we do?" A player asked in a low voice, tugging at Xingxing's clothes.

At this moment, her heart was pounding, and her palms were sweating coldly.

The cave was eerily quiet, leaving only the sound of breathing.

Gently pulling down the privacy curtain, Nan Xing carefully exited the RV.

Shrimp thick egg, American ham, corn floss, black pepper beef,...

It's not a problem to block the entrance of the cave with heavy trucks all the time. They can't sleep peacefully in the RV.

The wall is not strong, its main function is to prevent wind.

It wasn't until dawn that everyone breathed a sigh of relief when there were no more traces of the fat zombie and the tornado.

Time passed bit by bit, Brother Leyle sent someone to keep an eye on the situation outside.

Sensing that something was wrong with the members of Rael's camp, Old John, Burt, and several players surrounded him.

"what happened?"

If it is too strong to escape, there is no place to escape, and it directly becomes a canned gift bag for zombies.

Nan Xing is already very satisfied with the new extra money, if he can follow Leier and the others all the way to the end, Nan Xing doesn't mind being a good kid who loves to cook.

After breakfast, the survivors started simple construction of the cave.

She thought that with the sealing of the frozen hospital, those mutated zombies would never see the light of day again, but...

According to Old John's preliminary judgment, it should be a kind of influenza, specifically manifested as high fever above 39°C, chills, chills, headache, muscle and joint pains and other symptoms of systemic poisoning,...

Because of the appearance of the fat zombie, no one dared to sleep soundly.

Breakfast is very simple, a variety of sandwiches made of toast with milk or coffee.

However, it is impossible for the game organizer to allow them to live in such a trouble-free life.

"There are some caves in the cave where we can hide." The star player said dryly. Even ordinary zombies are difficult for them to deal with, let alone this mutant.

As a member of the Frozen Hospital, Old John is quite aware of the power of those fat zombies.

Handing them the telescope, Nan Xing stood aside and did not speak.

Moreover, the fat zombies have appeared, what about the other mutant zombies?

Nan Xing accepted the supplies from Old John and Burt with the permission of Brother Leyle, and took care of their three meals together.

Compared with the black cloth zombies, these fat zombies are obviously better than others.

The fat zombies haven't found their whereabouts yet, so it's better to stay in the cave and wait and see what happens, in case something happens...

"Stay." Yuan Jie bit his teeth, and followed him outside the cave.

Everyone looked at Brother Leier unanimously, hoping that they could come up with an idea.

It's a pity that there are not many thick quilts and thick clothes in the Leier camp, and there are not enough members among them, otherwise Nan Xing can exchange two.

"Hush——" Nan Xing quickly put his finger between his lips, glanced at Leier and the others, and waved at Old John and the others quietly, signaling them to come with her.

Yawning, Nan Xing stretched his waist, and went to prepare breakfast after getting permission from Brother Leier.

Because of the continuous low temperature and the lack of thick enough clothing and bedding, colds appeared in the cave, and many people got it.

Nan Xing looked at Brother Leier, Brother Leier shook his head, there was no way to run after entering the cave.

Fortunately, those fat zombies didn't find their traces, but followed the tornado unconsciously.

Everyone unanimously relaxed their movements, trying not to make a sound.

As the only cook in the cave who is okay, Nan Xing is fully armed every day, wearing a mask, keeping a thermos cup at hand, and hiding in the RV every day to drink 888 cold spirit.

Yang Leier's eyes swept over the survivors, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't speak.

Although it was just a sandwich, Nan Xing still made a lot of tricks.

The storm in the cave was still going on, but compared to before, now the howling wind and rain would occasionally be mixed with the screams of survivors.

Nan Xing touched her forehead, it's good that she didn't have a fever, the low temperature in the cave was terribly low, she estimated it was only one or two degrees, or even below zero.

The people in Leier's camp didn't move, their attitude was already very clear.

Everyone in the cave has their own thoughts, and everyone is thinking about their own calculations.

Using the existing materials in the cave, such as stones, plastic film boards and quick-drying cement, a simple windproof enclosure was made.

"We..." As soon as Ji'er opened her mouth, she found that her voice was dry and terrible. They had experienced the horror of those fat zombies.

Most of the supplies were handed in, and Nanxing still had 6 boxes of canned food, 30 bottles of jam, and 35 catties of dried fruit left.

Almost all of them were annihilated, and all of them were isolated in small caves lying in caves.

And out of humanitarianism, they give some water to these patients every day, and it's not bad to light a fire.

Misfortunes never come singly, and besides the flu, they also ran out of firewood.

The pine branches that Nan Xing used to smoke and roast the bacon were all used as firewood.

　I searched for a house for a day today, moved tomorrow, and returned to normal the day after tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)