National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 4 Shelter
[Hint: You have found a simple shelter (the shelter can accommodate up to 5 people and currently accommodates 3 people)].

[Hint: Players can be protected from zombie attacks in the shelter. If the number of people in the shelter exceeds the maximum capacity, the shelter will lose its shelter function].

[Hint: After 62 hours, the shelter will lose its function].

The shelter is a benefit provided by players to novice players. In the shelter state, zombies will not actively attack the shelter.

Luckily, the shelter is not full.

Fang Heng pushed open the wooden door of the shelter and walked in carelessly.

Several players in the shelter who were sitting in front of the bonfire and talking stood up in unison, staring at Fang Heng vigilantly. One of the old men even took out a crossbow and aimed at the zombies behind Fang Heng.

"Don't get excited." Fang Heng pointed to the zombie and explained, "It's my innate skill summon, and it's not dangerous."

Everyone looked at Fang Heng and confirmed that the zombie behind him was standing obediently, and then sat down again.

There were three people in the room, a fat boy in short sleeves, a thin black old man with a bow and a crossbow, and a young woman with light makeup and stylish clothes.

Since Fang Heng entered the door, the young woman has been looking at him.

"Brother, your skills are so scary, come and sit." Fatty breathed a sigh of relief and called Fang Heng to come and sit together, "I'm still surprised that there is a shelter, so zombies can't get in."

"Haha, the talent I just got drawn is not bad, but it's a little ugly."

Fang Heng waved his hand and instructed the ten zombies to collect supplies nearby, and walked into the shelter alone.

The zombie clone will not be attacked by the same kind of zombies even at night, and can keep the 'on-hook' state for 24 hours.

"By the way, my name is Liao Bufan, he is Jimmy, this beautiful lady is called Liu Lin."

"My name is Fang Heng."

Fang Heng sat around the bonfire with everyone.

"It's really unfortunate. I was still in the shelter set up by the government. I was suddenly judged as a negative game and sent here. It's annoying to death."

"This is terrible. In the new doomsday world, it will take at least a few months for the Federation to send people in to establish a shelter."

"Oh! How should I get through it..."

Liao Bufan is a talker, he said indignantly, and introduced everyone's identities by the way.

All three of them were judged as negative games by the Lord God and forced to join the zombie apocalypse world.

Liao Bufan is a college student who has just entered the game for only a year. In the real world, the black and thin old man is the management of a foreign company.

Except for Liao Bufan, the other two were not very talkative.

As the sun went down, the temperature inside the cabin gradually dropped.

Jimmy took out dry wood from his backpack and threw it into the campfire to make it more vigorous.

"Cuckoo..."

Liao Bufan touched the screaming belly, and his face turned red.

hungry.

Fang Heng also felt hungry in his stomach. After fighting zombies for a day, his physical strength was exhausted.

Liu Lin dug out two potatoes from her backpack, put them on the branches, and roasted them on the volcano.

The aroma of the food was quickly released.

"Gudong."

Liao Bufan swallowed, and looked at Liu Lin's baked potato very greedily.

"I'm very lucky today. I collected a few potatoes. If you have any survival supplies, you can exchange them with me."

The black and thin old man Jimmy thought for a while, pulled out three bottles of water from his backpack, and placed them in front of the bonfire.

"Little girl, what do you think of this?"

"Not enough, uncle." Liu Lin shook her head. "Food is the most precious in the initial stage of the game, especially in this forest environment, where early players lack hunting ability, food is the most difficult to obtain, and the value of three bottles of water is not enough."

Jimmy nodded, and dug out three more water bottles from his backpack.

"Six bottles, the most, I still need the rest of the water myself."

"Okay, I'll exchange a potato for you."

Liu Lin handed over a potato and put away Jimmy's six bottles of water.

"How about you, do you want to exchange food with me?"

Liao Bufan had a bitter look on his face. He had no experience in the survival of the zombie apocalypse, and his luck was not very good. He didn't collect any valuable materials along the way. He simply took out everything in his backpack and put it on the ground.

"That's all I have. You can take it all you want, okay?"

"The abacus is really smart, and you want to use these materials for food?" Old Jimmy picked up the potatoes he just bought and roasted them on the bonfire. He shook his head and said, "Is this the white prostitute you young people have been talking about all the time?" ?"

"Don't say that." Liao Bufan looked at Liu Lin with some expectation, "Why don't I borrow it from you? I'll pay it back to you tomorrow."

Liu Lin simply refused.

"No loan."

Liao Bufan's face became even more bitter.

"Fang Heng, what about you?" Liu Lin looked at Fang Heng and winked at him, "Do you want to exchange supplies with me?"

"No."

Fang Heng shrugged. He was killing zombies all day, so how could he collect supplies?

However, he is not in a hurry. Soon, the zombie clones hanging outside will continue to send him survival supplies.

Liu Lin smiled and asked: "Do you think this is good? Tomorrow we will start a team and act together. You protect my safety during the day, and I will be responsible for your food during the day."

Ok?
What's the meaning?Want to take care of me?

Fang Heng looked up at Liu Lin.

You are wrong!

"Eh! Wait a minute!"

Liao Bufan saw the opportunity and volunteered: "Rich lady, I can also work for you. I'll work for you tomorrow, I just need to fill my stomach."

"You?" Liu Lin glanced at Liao Bufan with disgust, "You can also try, but you only have half a potato tonight."

"Hey! Why? Why do I only have half a potato?"

Liao Bufan is angry, why can't I rely on my face to eat?Can the world get better?

Liu Lin smiled without answering, just looked at Fang Heng, "How about my proposal? Think about it?"

Fang Heng shrugged, "No, I have other things to do tomorrow."

Liu Lin was a little disappointed.

She admitted that she did have a reason to look for Fang Heng to form a team, but the most important thing was that Liu Lin took a fancy to Fang Heng's talent and skills.

The first day was fine. As the game progressed, the rules of the real world became meaningless in the game when faced with death.

There will be more and more cases of malicious looting of materials.

She needs to find a trusted companion as soon as possible.

In Liu Lin's opinion, Fang Heng's obedient zombie would be very useful in the doomsday environment.

Taking the next step, Liu Lin looked at Liao Bufan, "Okay, Liao Bufan, what about you? What do you say? Half a potato."

Liao Bufan was tangled.

He is in great pain now. The small half of the potato that Liu Lin gave can't fill his stomach, so she promised her to sell it, which was a bit too cheap.

Fang Heng wanted to laugh at Liao Bufan's tangled expression.

"Okay! I'll follow you tomorrow! But tomorrow you must have at least two potatoes per meal."

"can."

Liu Lin said, handing over half a potato.

Liao Bufan's face was full of smiles again, imitating Liu Lin, he used a branch to pierce half a potato and put it on the volcano to roast.

After eating half a potato, his satiety level barely increased by ten points. Liao Bufan touched his stomach and felt a little unfulfilled.

Looking at Fang Heng who was sitting in front of the fire, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, are you going to be hungry tonight? You will be in a bad state tomorrow, or else, get rid of that rich woman? "

"Make money, it's not shabby."

Liao Bufan's zealous persuasion has a kind of mentality that I have bowed my head for the sake of life, or you will be with me.

Fang Heng was not stunned, he was checking the 'hang-up' status of the zombie clone through the game system just now.

The situation is good, and the harvest is very good.

Fang Heng closed the system game log, patted Liao Bufan on the shoulder again, and asked, "Brother, did you not have enough to eat just now?"

"Of course, half a potato is not enough."

"Then how about I exchange a hard-boiled egg for all your materials?"

"Do you have boiled eggs?"

"Not yet." Fang Heng looked up at the door of the cabin, "But there will be soon."

"What do you mean?"

Liao Bufan didn't quite understand, he raised his head stupidly and followed Fang Heng's gaze towards the door of the wooden house.

There were footsteps outside the wooden door.

(End of this chapter)