The fast travel group favors her as a full-level boss

Chapter 275 Doomsday Crisis [22]

Zombies must rely on fresh blood to survive.

Before the tsunami came, Han Yang rushed back to the hotel first, occupied the top floor, and let the zombies under him capture a lot of humans to store food. Even if he stayed in the hotel for half a month, it wouldn't be a problem.

Once Sheng Shiyan and the others had no food and came back, he could slaughter them all.

However, despite all the calculations, Han Yang still missed it.

Compared with humans, zombies are not only difficult to control, but in the face of high temperature, the smell of zombies is comparable to septic tanks.

Han Yang couldn't stand the smell, so he drove the zombies downstairs.

But he didn't expect that after only one night, the group of low-level zombies downstairs sucked the blood of all the captured humans and transformed them into zombies.

That means - they have no food!

So, the zombie team went out to look for humans.

However, what he didn't expect was that the temperature outside was too hot, reaching nearly 60 degrees. Every time he took a breath, his throat was about to be burned by the scalding heat.

Zombies are more unable to resist the strong ultraviolet rays than humans.

This was something Han Yang never expected.

As a result, the zombies who went out to find food were "melted" by the strong sunlight as soon as they showed up.

The zombies dare not go out.

But in the face of hunger, the living dead with zombie human nature are more intolerable than human beings, so they kill each other.

However, after killing the opponent, it was found that it could not be eaten.

When Sheng Shiyan, Si Wu and others arrived at the center of the city, they received a notification from the system——

[Current surviving situation in the battle: 2999 human players vs 1877 zombie players, with human players temporarily leading. 】

when the notification is received.

Si Wu took out two large watermelons from the space, cut them in half with a knife, chopped the flesh, and smashed the popsicles into it. The flesh of the watermelons was cool and sweet, cooling off the heat and quenching thirst.

Sheng Shiyan took a bite of the watermelon ice that Si Wu scooped him up, picked up the binoculars and looked at the tallest building in the city.

At the same time, I also saw that some human players were trying to sneak in.

Sheng Shiyan shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Si Wu took the binoculars in his hand and frowned when he saw the human players coming to the door to die: "The hotel is full of zombies, even if you get the crystal core, you can't find anything to eat. Are you going to die?"

If it was her, she would only lure the zombies out and never enter the danger zone.

Si Wu couldn't help sighing: "Is it true that people will die in this game?"

"Yes, a friend of mine died in the game, and he also died in the real world." When Sheng Shiyan said this, Si Wu's curiosity was suddenly aroused: "That friend of yours is also a rich man?"

Sheng Shiyan was stunned for a moment: "He is worth tens of billions."

Si Wu turned around and asked Atai: "In the real world, are you..."

"Me? Xiao Linzi and I raise cattle and sheep in our hometown." Artest grinned and bared his teeth.

Mei He: "My sister and I do e-commerce, and the annual income is only one or two hundred million."

Artai's lips curled up, and his mouth sounded like Versailles: "Xiao Linzi and I don't raise many cattle and sheep, only about 40 to [-]."

Mei He calculated in his mind and stuttered when he spoke: "You, you added an extra ten thousand, right?"

Artest smiled: "Sister, your ears are fine, don't lie to yourself."

Mei He instantly felt, okay, it can’t be compared.

Si Wu silently ate melons: "..." They are all richer than her.

Sheng Shiyan hooked the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "My money is your money."

(End of this chapter)