The paradise of the abyss does not support idlers

Twelfth floor of the tower.

Night Guard and others were walking on the stairs while looking around with some discomfort. A large number of survivors were looking at them from the cracks in the door, with numbness, fear, but also a bit of expectation in their eyes.

"Are these tower survivors?"

"Why do most of them feel so weak? Their eyes are so strange." Ache said in a low voice, "They are a little scared and they seem to be expecting something."

The person who led Night Guard and the others into this place was a bearded man. He looked back at these people and just said: "Because... you are outsiders."

Several people looked slightly stunned and looked at each other in surprise.

Outsider?

What do you mean?

Xun Xiaohuan, who was walking behind, looked calm and did not cause any trouble because of these words. Instead, he said, "Where are you going to take us now?"

"Go and see the leader of the tower. He will explain the situation to you." The bearded man's attitude was a bit strange. He was not very enthusiastic and even a little wary, but he seemed to be asking for something from them.

Everyone's expressions changed a bit again, but they still did not ask any more questions and chose to follow him upstairs.

Wait until you reach the top floor of the tower.

They then entered a somewhat old and spacious room. Beside a simple desk, there was an old man in a wheelchair reading a book. After everyone came in, he gently opened the book. Close it and look at them.

"Hello, everyone." The old man showed a gentle smile: "I'm sorry, the place is a bit small, and supplies are in short supply, so there is nothing to entertain you."

Night Guard looked at each other: "Old man, are you the leader of the tower?"

"Yes." The old man said slowly: "My name is Luo Lun. You want to know about the situation in the tower and the outside world."

"Um"

Ye Shou nodded hesitantly. The other party seemed to know something about them and directly predicted their next step.

"I can tell you." The old man said softly, "But I need to aggrieve you."

"Be careful!" Xun Xiaohuan suddenly frowned and warned.

In the room on this floor, about a dozen people stood out from the hiding place next to them with guns in hand. The black muzzles of the guns were pointed at everyone's head.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and Ye Shou quickly said: "Dear leader of the tower, we don't have any ill intentions."

"We don't have either." A gunman said hoarsely.

Ah Zhi couldn't help but said: "This is not true, so many of you are pointing guns at me."

He looked over and was suddenly startled.

Because most of the gunmen in this room are old, weak, sick and disabled, with rotten parts on their bodies, and some of them can't even hold their guns steady.

The only few young people also had bandaged wounds on their bodies.

"Why." Ye Shou was a little surprised.

"Because we are afraid that you have malicious intentions." Bearded Beard said calmly: "So I'm sorry, let's have a conversation under such circumstances first."

"Understood."

Night Guard pressed down the other teammates who were a little restless: "We are all ears."

"Thank you for your understanding...cough...cough!" The old man was in poor health. He coughed a few times, and there was blood on his handkerchief. He stretched out his hand to stop other nervous people from coming forward.

His face, which was as contoured as tree roots, recalled, and his voice was hoarse than before, saying: "Twenty years ago in this city, Sri Lanka, a terrible infectious virus broke out. Anyone who was infected They will all turn into the zombies you see outside."

"And among these zombies, another terrifying monster was born. We call it the Night Demon. You should have seen this powerful monster before."

"Yes, it is indeed very powerful." Ye Shou said in a deep voice, and they lost a teammate because of this.

"This kind of monster is not something that humans can resist, but fortunately they can only move in the dark and are very afraid of the sun, so we use this tower as a base to search for supplies during the day and use ultraviolet rays to resist the invasion of night monsters at night .”

The old man looked at one of the young men with a gun gently: "Their generation grew up in such an environment."

"No." Old Tomato suddenly couldn't help but said: "We saw a dead and rotting corpse on the previous bus. The corpse was that of the bus driver. If it had been twenty years, it stands to reason that He should have turned into bones long ago.”

"This is the scary thing about the virus." Bearded said in a deep voice: "All the zombies they infect will never die completely. Even if their heads are cut off during the day, once it's dark, those fallen zombies will die. Will be resurrected again!"

Ye Shou and the others' expressions changed: "This is almost like being cursed."

Endless zombies and terrifying night demons, this is like hell!

"We have been in this terrible despair for twenty years." The old man's eyes were slightly cloudy: "I originally thought it would continue like this, but until ten years ago, a group of outsiders suddenly appeared in this city."

Outsiders, they looked slightly shocked. They had heard this word from the bearded man before, and they thought there was something wrong at the time. But now it seems.

"They also appeared suddenly just like you, wearing clothes completely different from us, speaking words that no one could understand, and each one of them had weapons and individual strength beyond ordinary people. A large number of zombies were no match for them. .”

Except for Xun Xiaohuan, everyone else looked at him in astonishment.

That's right, those people are players like them.

"At that time, we thought that the saviors had arrived. They were so powerful that they might be able to save us." The old man sighed: "But it's a pity that they failed."

"Since then, a group of outsiders will appear every year. Although we don't know where they came from, for everyone in the tower, this is the only hope, and naturally they give full support." The old man Calmly: "There was a time when I almost succeeded, but in the end I still failed after paying a heavy price."

Ye Shou frowned: "If that's the case, why do you treat us like this?"

"Because... last year's group of outsiders..." Someone gritted his teeth and growled: "They are all a group of demons!"

Ye Shou noticed that other people's eyes showed fear, anger and other complex emotions.

Lao Tomato couldn't help but ask: "What did they do?"

It stands to reason that if you are a player, you will usually follow the main mission and seek help from local forces, so you will not do excessive things to NPCs.

The bearded man croaked, his voice was trembling, and his tone was angry:

"They regard all of us as ants. They use powerful force to coerce us into using them as bait. They experiment on ordinary people's lives for fun, put infected viruses into food, and even introduce zombies into this city that has been guarded for twenty years. Years of towers, watching us desperately resist and laughing."

Even this leader's fingers were tightly grasping the armrests of the wheelchair at this moment, but the old man couldn't let go, his voice was hoarse and heavy:

"Last year there were 311 people in the tower, but this year there are only 139 people."