Crossing the wilderness to survive, starting with a broken kitchen knife

Zhang Shi took a look at the career options available and did not make an immediate decision. Based on his understanding of the system, the profession on the surface is definitely not very intense.

Zhang Shi smiled slightly and looked at the time. It happened to be 12 o'clock, and it was time to sign in again.

The system prompts, congratulations on signing in and getting:

[Professor transfer scroll - Shadow Warrior: After using it, you can open the job transfer mission of the hidden profession - Shadow Warrior. 】

Sure enough, the sign-in system thoughtfully sent a job-changing scroll for a hidden profession. Zhang Shi did not hesitate this time, activated the scroll, and triggered the job-changing task.

Job transfer mission 1: Enter a random dungeon and kill 1,000 enemy units.

Zhang Shi frowned slightly, a little surprised at the difficulty of this task. He made a rough estimate and found that 1,000 enemy units would be a very difficult task even against the background of zombie attacks. With Zhang Shi's strength and the support of firearms, it was also a difficult task. If you encounter some monsters with a magical world view similar to the psychedelic forest, the difficulty of the task will only be higher.

Now the shelter is in the development stage, and there are still waves of zombies attacking from time to time. This job transfer task requires the survivors to enter the dungeon. It is not known how long it will take. Zhang Shi is a little worried about the operation of the shelter after he leaves. .

"Today is the seventh day of the extreme heat disaster."

Ge Dalong stretched out his hand and felt it. Whether it was an illusion or not, the temperature suddenly became much cooler.

Zhang Shi recalled the Black Mist Guard and took a deep look at him. He wondered if this hidden profession was related to the Black Mist Guard.

Ge Dalong turned his head and noticed Zhang Shi's sad face, so he leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Shi shook his head and motioned for everyone to go back to the fortress.

Everything remained as usual. The soldiers slowly adapted to the invasion of the zombies and returned to their barracks to rest.

Now there are more than 70 people working in the shelter. Although they have to endure the high temperature and the invasion of zombies, everything is developing in an orderly direction.

Ge Dalong looked at Zhang Shi's shared information, learned his worries, and chuckled softly.

"We are here in the shelter. All work is on track and defense facilities have been put in place. You have nothing to worry about. Just go with confidence."

Zhao Feng also stepped forward to encourage him.

"This is a hidden profession. If you, Shitou, are the first to successfully change professions, maybe the system will reward you with some rare props."

Wu Qing didn't say much, she just traded him a lot of alchemy potions, told him to pay attention to safety, and then turned back to the tree house to rest.

The remaining three people looked at each other, smiled and dispersed.

The next day, at dawn, Zhang Shi had already packed up his equipment and was ready to set off.

In the shelter, many soldiers had already gotten up and washed themselves, preparing to face a new day. Ge Dalong and Zhao Feng came and handed Zhang Shi a sack filled with homemade explosives.

"With your skills, you shouldn't need a gun. You have brought this thing with you. It is a new thing we developed last night. Drugs are added to the bomb. It will produce poisonous gas after the explosion. It is very powerful. Stay away when you use it. "

Zhang Shi put the sack into his backpack, bumped fists with the two, and prepared to set off. Before leaving, Pippi became uncharacteristically emotional and hugged Zhang Shi's thigh, refusing to let go.

Zhang Shi wanted to take it away, but Pippi whined and stretched out her little tongue to lick the scar on his calf. Zhang Shi shook his head helplessly, activated the copy directly, and wanted to forcefully escape, but he didn't expect that the white light swept through and teleported Pipi away with him.

Seeing Zhang Shi leave, Wu Qing in the tree house slowly closed the window and silently prayed for him in her heart, hoping that he would return safely.

…

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar dark night again. There was a medieval-style pub in front of me. The candlelight illuminated the beer barrel decoration, which was particularly eye-catching in the night.

Pippi walked around Zhang Shi excitedly, then sniffed his nose and seemed to smell something. He became wary and bent down to stare in the direction of the tavern.

Zhang Shi used his camera to observe the tavern. As expected, the outline of the tavern was highlighted in the lens. It seemed like there was something going on there.

Zhang Shi comforted Pippi in a low voice, then took out Lao Duan and walked cautiously towards the direction of the tavern.

When he came closer, the dilapidated wooden door was ajar and had not yet been opened. Zhang Shi had already guessed what was going on inside from the deep roars. Pipi smelled the strong smell of blood and had already entered a fighting posture. His muscles were tense and he stared straight ahead, motionless.

Zhang Shi took a deep breath, gently pushed the wooden door open a crack, and moved his eyes closer to observe the situation inside.

Zhang Shi carefully pushed open the gap in the wooden door, and a smell of putrid smell and rust suddenly poured into his nasal cavity, making him frown. The candlelight flickered, casting variegated light and shadow, decorating the interior of this ruin-like tavern to be both weird and gloomy.

In the tavern, the wooden tables and benches that should have been neatly arranged were now swaying, and the tabletops were covered with a thick layer of sticky blood, as if they had experienced a cruel feast. Those corners that were once places for people to rest have now become temporary nests for zombies. They sit or lie down, with torn cloth and pieces of flesh and blood that do not belong to them hanging on their bodies. There are still wet blood stains on the corners of their mouths, and their eyes are empty. And the sluggishness, occasionally letting out a low and hoarse roar, echoed in this small space, which was creepy.

What was even more horrifying was the human remains scattered on the ground, some with incomplete limbs, some with separated heads, white bones and dark red flesh intertwined, forming a series of shocking pictures.

Some zombies were gnawing on the remains, their movements were slow and mechanical, every bite was accompanied by a sound that made people's teeth ache, and more flesh and blood splashed, but they were eating greedily as if they could never be satisfied.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if even the air was dyed red.

In such an environment, Pipi remained highly alert, its eyes flashing golden light in the dark, obviously extremely vigilant of the scene in front of it. Zhang Shi gently patted Pipi's back, signaling it to stay calm, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that it was fortunate that Pipi was with him this time, and its keen intuition might play a key role in the next battle.

He slowly pulled out the old Duan from his waist. The extremely sharp blade reflected the cold light, which was particularly eye-catching in such an environment. Zhang Shi took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and prepared for the upcoming battle. He didn't expect to face such a terrifying creature in the dungeon. At one point, he even thought about giving up.

The job transfer task requires killing enough enemy units. If he wants to successfully transfer, he must kill through this tavern occupied by zombies. There are too many dangers hidden in the night, and everything is unknown. Zhang Shi dare not make too much noise, for fear of causing more uncertain variables. He can only step into the tavern quietly and slowly close the wooden door.

He knew that since he had made a choice, everything in front of him was just the beginning.

Just as he was about to start a killing spree, a harsh friction sound came from behind the bar of the tavern, accompanied by a more intense roar, as if a new threat was approaching. Zhang Shi's eyes became sharp in an instant. He held Lao Duan tightly and stepped into the abyss of death with Pipi.