Xiao Lin of the apocalypse system

Chapter 24

Regardless of what the soldiers think, Xiao Lin buried himself in checking his points amidst the ups and downs of 003's ups and downs, and then understood why 003 was so excited. It was really a breeze.

But after a while, Xiao Lin's points had already surged to 4800 points as if he had taken too much booster!
The following message area is as lively as a vegetable market, and I feel all kinds of wonderful things:
"Oh, not bad, the author's writing is getting better and better. The big gift package has been given away, please check it."

"This is the normal level, the previous ones are all weak."

"It turns out that Blue Star also has such a cool tool. I would like to ask about the production process of the [-]th Kick. Please check the big gift package."

"Please check the big gift package."

"The silver gift pack has been presented, please check."

"Replenishment points, motivating the author to continue to maintain a good momentum."

There are many more.

Ignoring 003's wailing, Xiao Lin glanced at it briefly, and then was puzzled, "What is the big gift bag?"

The excitement of 003 has not yet passed, and the voice is very high-spirited, "Oh, you posted it! Didn't I tell you that if the writing is good, will some rich people read it and give gifts! This is it! Ordinary gift bag It’s 100 points, silver is 500, gold is 1000, oh wait.”

After a pause, 003 seemed to have checked the point gift record again, and said regretfully, "Oh, no one gave you gold, nor diamonds, Xiao Lin, you have to keep working hard."

After it was over, 003 pointed her out again, "Did you see it? Clicking to save is too weak, big gift bags and message points are king!"

Xiao Lin nodded, expressing that he was open-minded to be taught, and then continued to think about the following plot with a paralyzed face.

There was indeed a turmoil in her heart.

4800!

If this momentum continues, I can basically exchange for the second-level strength potion once more!

Although there are occasional adverse reactions such as nausea when coding, but as long as you think about the fruits of victory later, these small details can really be completely ignored.

Xiao Lin is a very practical person. Before the apocalypse, she could think of all kinds of part-time jobs to save money in order to survive, so now she can also earn points by breaking her three views.

So she began to think seriously about 003's previous suggestions, and prepared to incorporate those plots with a dark style.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help showing a slightly distorted smile, alas, this is her usual style!

Sun Biao's walkie-talkie started to chirp again, and Xiao Lin and the soldiers in the car could clearly hear Zhang Youguo's voice from inside, "Attention all units, we are about to enter the urban area, be alert and prepare for battle, be prepared Alert and combat preparations. We have already contacted the Jinan Military Region, and a convoy will come to open the way to meet them. All units, please get ready, get ready."

After hearing this, Xiao Lin stopped busy typing.She picked up the board and gripped the steel pipe tightly.

After the battle just now, the steel pipe in Xiao Lin's hands that had not been carefully cleaned was already dirty and not to mention a little short, and the front two-thirds were covered with semi-solid objects of suspicious color. Most of it has dried up, and only a few places are still slightly viscous.

All in all, it looks pretty creepy.

Xiao Lin, who had never been out of Qingshi since childhood, looked outside curiously.

Through the tarpaulin window on one side of the car, she saw the unparalleled bustle of Qingshi.

It's just that this excitement that people yearned for before has now become the place that people avoid the most.

There are dense corpses and scalp-numbing zombies among the tall buildings. They wander aimlessly, and whenever there is a car passing by, they will instinctively roar, and then stumble and squeeze past.

Countless cars crowded together irregularly, distorted and deformed, and there were grumbling vehicles everywhere on the street, and many of them had even been burned to the point of being black.

The situation was far more serious than in Qingshi, Xiao Lin pursed his lips, and tightened his grip on the steel pipe.

003 introduced in a timely manner, "Jinan, the capital city of the province, has a permanent population of about 700 million, plus a large number of floating population and those who have not been put on the bright side, hey Xiao Lin," at the end it suddenly became inexplicable Get excited, "Is this the best place for cultivation? I'm optimistic about you!"

When passing through a residential area, Xiao Lin clearly saw someone waving brightly colored flags desperately on the roof of a building inside, and at the same time there was a hoarse and broken voice: "Help! There are still living people here! PLA, help!" !"

However, the convoy did not stop at all, but maintained a constant speed, smashing into scattered zombies and galloping away, and the cry for help turned into a fragmented cry of collapse after a momentary sharpness.

The faces of several soldiers were instantly gloomy, and the silence in the carriage was terrifying.

They are soldiers, and it is their responsibility and obligation to protect ordinary people, but.

After a while, Liu Meng suddenly said, "I can't stop, it's not because I don't want to save."

Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, met a pair of eyes full of pain and struggle, and suddenly realized that the other party was talking to himself.

"There are too many zombies around here," Liu Meng's dry and deep voice continued, his previous vitality seemed to have disappeared at this moment. "The convoy doesn't have enough ammunition, and there are so many survivors, we"

"You don't need to explain it to me," Xiao Lin interrupted him with no fluctuations in his voice, "It has nothing to do with me."

Many soldiers including Liu Meng froze for a moment, then looked over.

Xiao Lin's pitch-black eyes could barely see the slightest bit of temperature, as if what she was talking about was just the weather outside, "It has nothing to do with me whether they die or not."

(End of this chapter)