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

The system is really intelligent, but I don't know if it is a kind of life like a tool spirit. Its large-scale tasks are not designed in advance, but prediction and judgment.

This also made it extremely convenient for Lin Qingfeng to use the system rules.

"Now we're waiting for the end of the drama..."

Xing Ke Te, in a certain dark cave.

"The change of the sun is coming."

A dry and hoarse voice echoed in the cave.

The black shadow was like a reptile, wriggling in the narrow tunnel, and then opened its worm-like mouthparts: "There is still one last thing left, we must take advantage of this opportunity."

"We don't have many pets left, and we only have one chance." In the abyss, a reply came.

"Let me come, if I can't get that item, I will sacrifice myself."

In the cave, the voice was silent for a long time.

"No, I have sent the second team to deal with it, and they will take care of things."

"You woke them up!" The voice that came in seemed a little surprised.

"The Lord's message has come. Among the invaders from other worlds, there is one person who makes him feel threatened. We must be sure that nothing will go wrong."

"Understood, when will the sacrifice begin?"

"In three months..."

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
The sound of dripping water came from the depths of the cave, and after a long time, the bright red liquid slowly floated up from the bottom of the cave.

two months later.

Because Xing Kete completed the basic unification, and under the overall coordination of the alliance, a large number of defense measures against the magnetic storm crisis were mostly completed.

But as the magnetic storm crisis approached, the sun became more and more irritable, and even the environment of Rangxing Kete began to deteriorate.

Xing Kete, who was already devastated by the zombie crisis, looked even more riddled with holes.

When the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the ruins, the smoke and gauze were like a wall, raging everywhere, a scene of doom.

Love the mainland.

A central survivor base.

On the high wall, members of the regiment wearing weapons are seriously patrolling.Although Xing Kete has advanced technology, there are even more weapons to deal with zombies.

But helplessly, there are still many zombies that have the power to escape this part of the technological search, and can only rely on the powerful naked eyes of the team members to observe.

Just like now.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! It's an unknown zombie!"

boom!A huge explosion occurred from the base, raising a bursting gray-black mushroom cloud.

There was a disgusting smell of roasted meat in the air, and ashes were flying all over the sky like snowflakes.

bundle!A few black figures, like black rags flying in a hurricane, rushed out of the ruins of the base and fled towards the distance.

In the next second, a golden aurora rushed towards the sky in the east, and paused in the air for a very unscientific point.

The light dissipated, revealing its figure.

Lin Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the ruins of the base below, and then knocked coldly into the distance.

He murmured in a low voice: "A group of jumping clowns..."

After finishing speaking, he raised his right hand, and a radiant light rose from the ground, covering the entire base that had been turned into ruins.

"Ahem... I, I'm still alive!"

"My eyes, I can see! Hahaha..."

"No, is he dead?"

The people who got up from the ruins raised their heads in confusion, looking at the source of the sun-like light.

The warming power, as if thrown into the arms of their mother, made them feel kind and awe-inspiring.

The golden light spread out again, and Lin Qingfeng looked down at them: "The base has been scrapped, and you should rectify it where it is, and people from other bases of the alliance will come to arrange it soon."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about the gratitude of these people, and turned into an aurora again and disappeared into the sky.

two months later.

As the alliance announces that the time of the magnetic storm crisis is approaching, the human beings of Star Curt are increasingly aware of that oppression.Hurricanes, wildfires, droughts and floods... all kinds of extreme weather are staged one after another.

Fortunately, the alliance has made a plan early, and all alliance bases can follow the schedule and work hard to survive.

The most frightening thing is not the crisis, but the lack of hope.And the alliance's complete plan just gave them hope.

Except for those bases that are not in the alliance.

For example, the base ruled by the gang...

"Bastard! I told you to guard against death, why are some people still escaping from the base!"

Snapped!A crisp slap slapped a gang player in the face.

The one who beat him was the manager of this base and also a player.It's just that this guy has official support from Wotuan.

The subordinate dared not speak out, so he could only calm down, lower his head, hide the shadow and sternness in his eyes, and respectfully admit his mistake.

Their situation has become more and more difficult since the continuous earthquake started a month ago.

For the benefit of the team, they vetoed the option to join the alliance, which also caused a great crisis.First there is the resource crisis, then there is the defense crisis, and finally there is the personnel crisis.

While the first and second crises are well understood, the third has only recently begun.

Originally, they all thought that the so-called magnetic storm crisis was a trick, and it was a means for the player alliance to centralize power.

But as more observatories restarted observations, and disasters began to occur frequently on the entire star Curt, they couldn't help but believe it.

Let me ask, who is more reliable than using a few bases to fight hard, and the unified alliance that includes the entire star Curt?

The aborigines of Xingkete made a choice with their feet, and they began to flee collectively, using various methods.

However, due to management problems, it is difficult for nest group players to prevent this kind of population loss, and they can only watch the population of the base gradually "wither".

"Hmph! You idiots, wouldn't you seal the door shut!"

"But……"

"Okay! Don't say any more, now get all the people back, let those pigs escape if they want to escape! We have more important things to do!"

The leader waved him to go out, the door closed, the expression on his serious face darkened, and cold sweat broke out.

"Damn it, I can't stay here anymore, I have to find a way to transfer..."

Looking at the monitoring everywhere on the screen, he said these words from the bottom of his heart.

China time 2027, February 2nd.

At the time of Zhoutuan's another Spring Festival stall, a large number of Zhoutuan players returned to the Celestial Dynasty for the festival.Coincidentally, Xing Kete's detection proved that a magnetic storm will also occur that night.

Ninety-nine percent of the players in Star Curt did not dare to stay any longer, and returned to the Celestial Dynasty to wait and see the situation.

Only some talented people are bold, thinking of gaining opportunities from the big crisis, and still staying in Xingkete, waiting for the arrival of the magnetic storm crisis.

At eight o'clock that night.

On the Internet, a large number of bored people start surfing.

"Everyone, listen to me, I'll just have fun on the night of C, and just sit and listen to it. It's really exciting and I have to wait for the alien magnetic storm..."

"Hahaha! Did they come here from upstairs too? This year's C-night is still an embarrassing batch, so I'm puzzled. What era is this? Can't we just break up and stand up?"