The wretched heir of the main god

While Wang Jianqiang swung his stick at the zombies, he looked at the newcomers suspiciously from the corner of his eyes.

The voice of the newcomer just came in his ears. As his companions whispered inquiries, he exclaimed in excitement: "There are really points rewards! Killing a zombie is very rewarding! No one just said that the points can Is it used to exchange martial arts secrets, strengthening potions or something? As long as I fight more zombies, when this task is completed, I can also become a martial arts master!"

They thought that they were so far away, and in the fierce battle, the people in front could not hear their own whispers, but they didn't know that there was a person present whose hearing was much higher than that of a normal human being.

Wang Jianqiang suddenly felt very uncomfortable, because he had discovered another difference between killing zombies and killing monsters in online games.

"There is no point reward! In the past, killing monsters in online games could be upgraded. Now that you have been killed for so long, why don't you even have an upgrade prompt?"

Not only is there no upgrade reminder, but there is also no scoring reminder.Seeing a group of newcomers around him start to be energetic and excited to grab points, Wang Jianqiang felt even more upset: "Damn! I'm working hard on the front line, are you picking up the ready-made ones? First give me half of the points!"

But this can only be thought of. He is not a reincarnation, even if he gets points, it is useless. Apart from attracting the attention and pursuit of the main god, there will be no benefit.

Wang Jianqiang gritted his teeth bitterly, smashed the heads of the zombies in front of him fiercely, and cast his anger on these poor zombies, ravaged them violently, and calmed his anger by killing them.

Those newcomers who get points for killing zombies are gradually becoming addicted. They used to cringe and dared not step forward. Now they are scrambling to hit the zombies' heads with bats, hoping to earn more points, and improve their strength after the end of the mission.

But the joy was extremely sad. A newcomer rushed too hard and failed to grab the points. Instead, he was grabbed by the zombie rushing up behind him, and he screamed in pain.

Wang Jianqiang's eyesight is quick and fast, he took turns with his mace and smashed the zombie back. The newcomer who fell on the ground was already crying and howling: "Help! I'm done! The zombie bit me, and I'm poisoned! Without the antidote! , I will become a zombie in forty minutes!"

Wang Jianqiang knew that he must have seen the prompt that appeared in front of him or heard the prompt sound in his ear, so he knew his own state and ignored him, just glanced at the one that appeared in front of him from the corner of his eye. Guangping sighed, then turned around and asked the newcomer:

"What's your name? Go back and prepare for funerals!"

"Ding Dingmo, oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo it well..."

Wang Jianqiang knew what he meant.

According to the "Book of the Lord God", any person who enters the samsara space will be obliterated by the Che Lun return space if he fails to complete the task and has insufficient points; if he is fatally injured in the process of completing the task, he will eventually die Will be obliterated, it is impossible to return to the real world and meet with relatives.

After being poisoned by the corpse, he became a zombie. Although the body was still there, the spirit was completely dead. After forty minutes, it was time for the person to be obliterated.

The newcomers looked at each other, all feeling sad.

Hong Tao, who had some experience, stepped up and asked Ding Dingmo privately through the mark of reincarnation: "Are there any other tips, such as warnings about where the antidote is?"

"Well, let me see..." Ding Dingmo wiped his tears, carefully looked at the small characters under the light screen, and muttered: "The antidote is in the bakery across the street. There are some antidote..."

Europeans and Americans are used to eating bread. Just now Wang Jianqiang saw a bakery across the street when he rushed into the sporting goods store. He didn't expect that the reincarnation space would put the antidote there.

This should be regarded as a side mission. If you can take the risk of getting the antidote, your life will be somewhat guaranteed in the future.

A group of newcomers looked at Wang Jianqiang eagerly, all with embarrassed expressions.

Basically, after seeing Wang Jianqiang's combat power, no one wants to lose such a good meat shield.But to take the antidote, he has to go out. Others go out and die one by one. Except for the two seniors, there is a little hope. No one can hold the zombies all over the street.

This is not only to save the life of a companion, but the key is that no one knows whether he can be caught by the zombies in the subsequent battles. If he can get the antidote, he will have more chances to survive.

"Look at what I'm doing, do you still expect me to venture out and get you out of the fire?"

Wang Jianqiang sneered in his heart, but then he thought again: "It's not dangerous. The zombies on the street are not a big threat to me. Originally, this guy died when he died. It has nothing to do with me, but since he wants to understand the habit of reincarnation space There are methods of operation, and various side missions have to be tried to do some. It is also good to get more antidote. Otherwise, if the woman I want to go to accidentally becomes a zombie, then her pleasure will be reduced a lot — —In short, it's good for me to get the antidote!"

He didn't say anything, so he moved the ladder and placed it against the wall, climbed up in twos and threes, opened the high window, and jumped out through the window.

"You are responsible for the rest of the defense. If you are rushed in by zombies and a few die, it will save me; or if you are scratched, you will kneel one by one. Come beg me!"

The windows here are too high, and it is impossible for the zombies to touch the windows. Wang Jianqiang chose an open space and gently dropped to the ground. With a vicious wave of his mace, a few zombies flew out and fell to the ground. , Lost combat effectiveness.

Wang Jian ran with great strides, quickly crossed the street, opened the door of the bakery, and got in.

He ran too fast, before the zombies had time to chase him, they heard the screams of the newcomers coming from the sports shop, smelling the more intense fresh meat from there, they all turned their heads to besiege sports In the supply store, no one went after the human being who ran too far.

As soon as Wang Jianqiang entered the store, a beautiful shadow rushed over. Without thinking about it, Wang Jianqiang hit the head with a stick, smashing that shadow to the ground.

That was a beautiful girl, wearing an apron. She was supposed to be a clerk in a bakery. Unfortunately, she had become a zombie, and she didn't even have much desire to miss her.

"A lot of bread!" Wang Jianqiang stood in the store, looked at the dazzling array of bread, and swallowed silently.

The scent of bread was permeated everywhere, and the shiny bread was placed on shelves and counters. The whole shop was full, enough for Wang Jianqiang to eat for a long time.

Wang Jianqiang was also welcome, and as soon as he waved his hand, he put the shelf and bread into the key space.Anyway, the clerk was upset by him, and no one looked at the bread, so he took as much as he wanted.

In this chaotic world of zombies, you have to prepare food and water before you can live better.The goods in the store were not only bread, but also some cakes and a large amount of bottled water. Wang Jianqiang simply stuffed them into the key space and kept them for future storage, not at all.

"It's not bad that no one is watching, otherwise those guys will have to doubt when they see me collecting bread like this. It will not be easy to kill them in the future!"

Where he passed, the shelves disappeared one by one, leaving only empty space, and the whole bakery quickly became empty.

Finally, behind a vanishing shelf, a small box was revealed, shining slightly.

Wang Jianqiang stepped forward and smashed its lock with a stick, opened the box, and saw that it was densely packed with twenty small bottles, all of which were light green liquid.

The eyes flickered, the subtitles flowed in front of them, and the words "antidote, antidote" were written, and there were 20 lines of the same characters passing by.

Wang Jianqiang smiled, and found a lady's purse in the store, probably from the girl clerk who had been ruined by him just now, and stuffed five antidote into Kun bag.

He took the remaining antidote into the key space with the box, and murmured: "It is enough to give them five. If the number of poisoned people increases, let them fight each other desperately for these antidote. Look at them. The scene of cannibalism is also good!"

Soon, a handsome blond guy came out of the bakery carrying the Kun bag used by the girl, strode like flying, and rushed to the sports shop across the street.

"Huh?" Wang Jianqiang ran there and yelled in surprise.

Chapter 11 Each Pregnant (2)

The sporting goods store was actually attacked by zombies, one by one, zombies were scrambling to crawl into the shop from the hole in the window, because the hole was not big, and the speed of entry was not fast.

Looking at the dozens of zombies surrounding the store door, like a group of customers lining up for a big purchase, Wang Jianqiang shot them down from behind, smashing their heads one by one, and dying to the ground.

It took a long time to clean up these zombies. Wang Jianqiang smashed the window, rushed in and beaten all the zombies to the ground, and then looked at the newcomers just now. They couldn't find them with the lanterns.

"Run fast!" Wang Jianqiang was angrily: "I was working hard over there to find an antidote for them, and they were running away!"

Of course, not everyone has slipped away. There is another one who left his life and left to wait for him-Ding Dingmo was firmly tied to the leg of the table near the back door, and when he saw him coming, he cried, like I cried lifelessly like I saw my father:

"My God, you're finally back! Hurry, give me the antidote, don't dawdle!"

Wang Jianqiang stepped forward and just kicked: "Who are you talking to! No big or small, I don't know how to use a respectful name! Where did they go?"

Ding Dingmo was also considered witty, and immediately straightened his posture, crying and begging: "Good man, uncle! Please, give me the antidote! I originally told them to wait for you, uncle here, but I couldn't hold it inside. There's a villain! The guy named Gong Jin just bewitched everyone to leave you behind, saying that you won't be back when you go. It's better to leave quickly and find a safe place. I will argue with them and ask them to wait. When you come back, who knew they would leave me behind and let me wait for you by myself! My childhood education is to believe in words, and swear I will be here to wait for you to come back. Look, I am here. Haven't you been here waiting for you at the risk?"

"If you weren't tied up, this would be a bit convincing." Wang Jianqiang took out the antidote, but he didn't rush to give it to him, touched his chin, and fell into thought.

"I heard that human beings become zombies, and they will change a little bit. Do you want to keep him here and see the process of becoming zombies. If you encounter similar situations in the future, you may have some experience? No, I don’t have so much time for him to transform. It might be more useful to keep him and observe the changes in human minds in the reincarnation space."

He raised his mace and waved towards the table. The spikes cut the rope. Ding Dingmo rolled to the ground, knelt and kowtow at him, desperately begging: "Help, help!"

"Take it!" Wang Jianqiang casually tossed a bottle of pale green potion to Ding Dingmo, and said kindly, "Remember, you owe me a life!"