National Fortune Survival: Do you call this Plants vs. Zombies?

The corners of Lin Qingfeng's mouth curled up, revealing a mysterious smile.

He was not surprised by this happening.

After all, after several years of buffering, no matter how slow the regiments of the Celestial Dynasty are, they will inevitably win over some players from their own country.

The interests of other worlds are too great!

Not to mention a world like Xing Ke Te, which has technology far surpassing that of the Celestial Dynasty.

Maybe the Celestial Dynasty has already started replicating Xing Kete's technology.

It's a pity that Lin Qingfeng, who has the memory of his previous life, knows the result of their actions - the technology has indeed begun to improve, but it has not reached the ideal state.

As some scientists have speculated, the physical rules of the Xingkete world are different from those of the Celestial Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingfeng turned his head and said to Qin Wushang: "Exclude the representatives and talk to those teams. We only need to control the world, and we can talk about everything else."

"understood."

Qin Wushang nodded and agreed, although he didn't know why, Lin Qingfeng must have the right to rule, not others.

Lin Qingfeng and Qin Wushang continued to move forward, walking into the depths of this survivor's battlefield.

The door opened, and a hall full of science fiction appeared in front of us.

It was a huge, star-gazing observatory!
"Not bad!"

Appreciating the metal texture, with a hint of gentle white machinery, Lin Qingfeng sincerely admired it!
Qin Wushang agreed: "This is the most perfectly preserved observatory we can find, and perhaps the only one that Xing Kete can use at this stage."

"Have you got the data I let you test?" Lin Qingfeng asked again.

Speaking of this, the technicians operating in the hall suddenly raised their heads collectively, with expressions of shock on their faces.

Qin Wushang took back the words that came to his lips, and looked over suspiciously.

A staff member ran over in horror, panting and said to them: "It's true! The sun... a magnetic storm is about to occur!"

Qin Wushang was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly asked: "What! How long will it take? What impact will it have!"

The technicians were still panicking, and said with trembling voices: "It can be as short as a few months, or as long as a year or two! If the data is correct, this magnetic storm is enough to destroy our world."

He shrank his head and murmured dreamily: "Magnetization... Scrapping... Ecological crisis..."

Qin Wushang frowned, the technician was obviously a little delirious from shock.

While he was surprised, he also had more worries and doubts: This is the crisis that the head of the team said!But, how could he know?
Turning his head, he looked at Lin Qingfeng, who was calm, and asked respectfully, "Commander? Is this what you're talking about?"

Lin Qingfeng touched his chin, looked at the red data above the observatory, and nodded slightly when he heard the beeping alarm.

After waiting for a while, he said: "Spread the news! Presumably those teams, after knowing the specific situation, your negotiations with them will go much smoother."

Qin Wushang suddenly realized, and said clearly...

at the same time.

Star Curt.

Somewhere in the dark space below.

A black shadow emerged from the gap, and in the world of Black Bulongdong, silver-colored twisted mushrooms grew densely.

Going down, getting deeper, colder, and weirder.

Until it came to a door that kept wriggling, the tumor-like Biser's device slowly opened under the knocking of the shadow.

Passing through the gate is an empty underground hall.

"You came?"

"Well, the situation outside has changed. The group of aliens rushed ahead of us and announced the truth about the survivors' battlefield."

"Oh? Those two guys with the highest threat level?"

"Yes. Now [-]% of the base has actually been seized by those aliens. What should we do next?"

In the center of the hall, hundreds of spore-like spheres are rooted, connected by countless vines, until the huge flower bud in the center.

It was in one of the spore-like substances that the one who spoke to the incoming shadow lay.

"We have to get that thing, or it's all over."

"what do you mean?"

"Send all the 'gifts' you have prepared! Muddy the water, we only need what we need."

"understood."

After speaking, the black shadow disappeared into the group hall below again...

11 month 5 day.

Star Curt.

The sun, which represents peace and hope, rises from the east side of Yining Continent.

The survivors who re-entered peace and hoped to rebuild the human world looked at the world in the sun.

Suddenly, a group member blinked, stared into the distance, and then wiped his eyes with his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he shouted in horror: "There is something! It's a zombie! It's a zombie!"

"How is it possible! There is no response from the detection equipment!"

"No! They can only be seen with the naked eye! Quickly, inform the defenders!"

"what!"

Suddenly, a large group of zombies that are not at all human, like tigers and leopards, instantly crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and rushed to the bunker on the battlefield!

After several hours, the battlefield entered a state of full-scale war.

At the same time, the video was also transmitted to the nearby survivors' battlefield through the restored network.

Through the relay of survivors and the spread of players, this brand new strange zombie appeared in the eyes of the world.

And not just the first one.

Soon, within one day, the second, third... until hundreds.

At this time, the entire upper layer of Xing Kete, after shuffling the cards, finally realized the problem.

The video conference was started again to discuss this sudden mysterious force together.

On the big screen, hundreds of representatives appeared, but only dozens of people were discussing intensely.

"What's going on? Aren't the zombies wiped out? What's running out now!"

"The group of things don't look like zombies, they are completely out of human form!"

"My side is already doing gene sequencing..."

"No, the question is, where did these zombies come from? Could it be the Anker Group's backhand!"

Some representatives whose interests were directly impacted discussed with each other.

As for the others, the field representatives of the survivors who had not yet been attacked by alien zombies just fell into a long silence.

In this meeting, the real protagonist has not yet appeared, so they decided to keep silent.

Another few minutes passed.

Some representatives began to get impatient: "What's going on! Is it about to start?"

"You'd better keep your mouth clean! It's not time to start class yet!"

Immediately, someone beat him back.

At this moment, the largest window in the middle of the big screen flickered, revealing the figure inside.

A man dressed in golden clothes, standing with his hands behind his back.

In an instant, everyone stopped discussing...

Lin Qingfeng glanced at the many representatives on the screen, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sorry, it seems that I am late?"