PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 312 The Collider

Zhang Fan's heart was beating very fast, but fortunately, the dangerous witch was instantly killed by him.

It seems that although the difficulty simulated by the system is marked as sss, the difficulty of the dungeon should also be specified by the system.

The original difficulty of the game has four levels, which are easy, normal difficulty and expert.

The biggest difference between different levels of difficulty is that the blood volume of special monsters is different, and it is more difficult to kill in seconds, requiring a lot of skills to contain them perfectly.

But now the system doesn't set the monsters too perverted. The damage of these four gun sprayers is about 400, and the headshot has nearly [-] damage, so it can kill the witch with [-] HP in seconds. .

From this point of view, the sss difficulty set by the system is probably around the advanced level.

After making a rough guess like this, Zhang Fan will be able to calculate the damage better.

It's like meeting the most powerful monster with the highest HP, "Tank".

Nor will it be slow and aimless entanglement.

"Come in, it's safe."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, kicked away the witch's body, and started walking upstairs, helping several people find the way.

"Need any help?".

Rochelle saw that there were many bloodstains on Zhang Fan's body, so Zhang Fan had been standing in front all the way just now, to intercept and kill those special monsters with the ability to charge forward.

In order to prevent those monsters from breaking their formation. .

Although the current situation is not bad, everyone is an output point. .

Once facing the tide of corpses, the team suddenly loses one person, and it is easy to be defeated one by one in an instant.

Zhang Fan had been staring at those special monsters to kill them.

So sometimes the situation is critical, and he needs to kill those monsters first, so he can't care about the ordinary zombies around him.

These people didn't dare to shoot directly around Zhang Fan, so Zhang Fan had the chance to fight with his body.

"I'm actually fine."

Zhang Fan lowered his head to look at his body, he looked really dilapidated.

But he made a lot of preparations last night, opened some gift boxes, and brushed out the game skills of immunity to pain, so as long as he maintains the blood line, he is a solid meat shield.

He is still very afraid of pain, so he was a little restrained before.

But now Zhang Fanmang is like a god of war.

This was also the confidence he had in killing the witch alone just now, and if his teammates followed him, it might be a waste of time.

"Let me bandage your back for you. Stand still."

Sherol opened the first aid kit, she was already a qualified medical soldier.

Zhang Fan didn't refuse either. Although he wouldn't die from the injury, his bloodline wouldn't improve if he didn't treat it.

Just now, every time I was in danger, I relied on painkillers to recover my blood.

The coach closed the door behind him, and the few people took a short rest inside.

Looking at the white bandage on his body, Zhang Fan felt a little funny.

"Good workmanship."

Zhang Fan thanked Rochelle.

"When I was filming a documentary with the pyramid team, I was fortunate to learn how to wrap mummies from the local people."

Rochelle looked at Zhang Fan and made a fun joke.

Zhang Fan kicked open the door, knocking a monster outside the door into the air.

The coach killed it directly on the pad, and several people walked side by side like an unstoppable chariot. Their cooperation has gradually improved.

Zhang Fan didn't stare at ordinary zombies all the time, but kept his attention focused and listened to the movements around him.

He stepped back slightly now, and told them not to use heavy weapons with bursts if it was not necessary.

Because it would interfere with his ability to hear the monsters.

Suddenly, there were dozens of zombies on the fence in front of them. They kept climbing over the fence and surrounded several people.

"Da da da da da!"

The few people could no longer restrain themselves, and took out heavy weapons one after another, pouring bullets at the tide of zombies.

Only Zhang Fan held the shotgun in his hand and almost held his breath.

He was holding a shotgun, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

With a high degree of concentration, various noisy voices entered Zhang Fan's ears.

He is distinguishing one by one, looking for it like peeling cocoons.

The sound of gunfire, the howling of zombies, the rapid breathing of several people, and the sound of his own heartbeat.

Zhang Fan is just waiting, waiting for those monsters who are waiting for their opportunity.

"Woo, buzz."

Suddenly Zhang Fan heard a low but bright roar coming from far ahead.

It's like a crazy black bull, preparing to charge.

"Spread out! Step aside!"

Zhang Fan's heart trembled suddenly, he found out too late, it was too late!
"Moo!"

There was a loud howl, a monster covered in black and green, it was extremely tall, and its body was strangely asymmetrical.

The Crasher, an extremely strong monster like an armored car.

It had a right arm the size of its body, and it looked muscular, like some overfit freak.

At this moment, a gap was created in the pile of zombies in front of them, and some zombies who could not react were directly knocked into the air.

Although Zhang Fan had already warned in advance, some red-eyed people did not react for a while.

Nick had already seen the oncoming monster, and the ak47 in his hand was still shooting instinctively.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhang Fan and the coach moved almost at the same time, and Zhang Fan was always paying attention.The coach was originally a rugby player with excellent reflexes and dynamic vision.

Zhang Fan grabbed Rochelle, and the two fell to the ground together.

The coach threw Nick and Ellis away, but his slightly huge body collided with the monster head-on.

Although it seems that both the coach and the monster are strong, the coach is obviously not its opponent.

Humans are no match for monsters, and the coach is like a rag doll, being held by monsters all the time.

The monster was still running forward, obviously trying to hit the coach against the wall behind, but there was still a distance.

Zhang Fan was holding the shotgun in his hand. He knew that if he didn't do anything, if the coach was knocked against the wall, his chest cavity would definitely be shattered and fractured.

If the rib pierces the lung, the man is doomed.

Nick didn't dare to shoot with the AK47, for fear that the sputtered bullets would kill the coach.

"Don't be dumbfounded, three of you, clean up the zombies."

While roaring, Zhang Fan moved quickly and pointed the aim of the sniper shotgun at the attacker's ankle.

He knew that there was no time to hesitate, and the coach would hit the wall at a speed of thirty kilometers per hour in eight seconds at most.

This is already the average speed of a bus.

No matter how strong the coach is, he can't handle it.

After Zhang Fan took aim, he predicted the distance a little bit, and directly pulled the trigger.

(End of this chapter)