Global Game, Start By Becoming A Necromancer

Gu Qinghan was shocked by the consumption of this skill at first, but he recovered quickly.

His current mana is definitely enough to use this skill, not to mention that he has many ways to restore mana.

"What is the dead world? What is its relationship with the dead world?"

Gu Qinghan remembered that his previous skill was to pull temporary workers from the dead world to fight.

The voice of the guardian sounded again, with some embarrassment in his voice:

"You can understand it as a small world created by the god of death when he is bored, which is full of some relatively weak creatures in the dead world."

Gu Qinghan was also silent for a while. This god of death is really idle. When he has nothing to do, he actually created a small world alone.

However, this also reflects the power of the god of death from the side. He can create a world just by playing around. No wonder it will arouse the hostility of the gods.

After saying goodbye to Zheng Shanhai and Chu Tian, ​​Gu Qinghan took Mina and flew towards the city where his university was located with the help of the Crow King.

Gu Qinghan turned to look at Mina, smiled and said:

"Mina, if you succeed this time, you can eat as much kimchi as you want."

However, Mina opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

"Just say it if you want to, there's no need to hold it in your heart." Gu Qinghan said directly.

Mina hesitated for a moment, and finally said:

"If possible, can I eat something else...

I found that the food in your country seems to be much more delicious than kimchi..."

Gu Qinghan was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

...

In a deserted city, building debris can be seen everywhere, which is completely a scene after an earthquake.

But if you look from a high altitude, you can find that there is a lot of green in a large area.

In the center of this area, there is a towering tree that is soaring into the sky, and the crown blocks the sunlight tightly.

And the green around it is its roots.

After several months of growth, this mutant ancient tree has spread its roots to several surrounding blocks.

In this area, almost no one can leave, because the edge is full of thick roots that are tens of meters high.

Unless someone can fly out, they will be trapped here.

A thin girl emerged from the ruins, looked around, and waved gently to the back after confirming that it was safe.

The girl's physical condition was very poor, like the sequelae of long-term malnutrition.

Four or five people came out behind her, and they looked almost the same as her, all skinny and weak.

They sneaked all the way, but they were approaching a tree more than ten meters high.

There were some pink fruits under the tree, which looked very tempting and attracted the attention of these people.

However, when this group of people were about to step into the 50-meter range of the tree, suddenly a footstep made their faces change drastically.

A somewhat thin man appeared in front of these people, stuck his weapon in the ground and said:

"Go back, you are already the third wave of people today."

The man did not look at the fruits from beginning to end, and his expression was full of fortitude.

The woman in the lead changed her expression, but she did not retreat directly.

She looked at a little boy behind her, and her eyes became much firmer:

"Please, my child has not eaten for two days, please let us pass."

Her tone was pleading, and her eyes seemed to be able to see the fruit behind the man directly.

However, the man still shook his head firmly and said:

"If I remember correctly, you just got food from us yesterday morning.

I can't let you pass. Every time you exchange blood for food, this thing will become stronger."

The woman's expression changed, but she still said with her neck stiff:

"The little thing you handed out is enough for who, it's just a piece of bread and half a compressed biscuit.

For once, we just want to have a full meal, please. "

The man shook his head, looked at the woman's skinny appearance and said:

"The way you look now, you've already had your blood sucked at least two or three times, right?

If you supply less blood, our companions may suffer fewer casualties, and it will be easier to rush out now.

Don't force me to do it, leave here, there will be no next time. "

Only then did the woman see that there seemed to be some fresh blood on the ground around the man.

Although there were no bodies left, the man had just killed someone.

Her pupils contracted violently and she quickly escaped from here.

Several people behind her also fled, not even daring to look at the man again.

The man looked at the backs of these people leaving, sighed softly, and picked up his weapon from the ground.

It was a huge ax with an exaggerated shape, but it didn't look bulky at all in his hand.

"Don't do it again, this time it's my tolerance for a mother..."

The man took off his helmet and glanced in a certain direction, as if he wanted to see the two people he wanted to see.

There are some scars on this face, as well as some stubble and vicissitudes of life.

But anyway, this is the face of a teenager.

"Wang Yan! The mutated ancient trees are rioting again! Hurry over and have a look!"

Suddenly, a vigorous figure appeared beside him, causing the young man's expression to change rapidly.

Wang Yan looked at the visitor, frowned tightly and asked:

"How are the casualties? And didn't they just subside yesterday afternoon?"

The visitor landed on the ground after a few jumps, revealing a slightly wretched face, and sighed:

“There’s no way, maybe it’s because of our strict control recently, this thing sucks a lot less blood, so the frequency of riots is getting higher and higher.

There has just been movement over there, and the casualties haven't increased yet, and Gangzi is taking the lead. "

Wang Yan pursed his lips when he heard this, pointed to the big tree behind him and said:

“You have to watch this branch carefully, and you must not let anyone feed it with blood.

I have a feeling that this mutated ancient tree can no longer hold back. We only have this chance to escape! "

The wretched man nodded, looked at some fruits on the ground and smacked his lips:

"Forget about those people, even I want to take a bite.

If I had known that when I was ransacking the supermarket with that guy Gu Qinghan, I would have asked him to leave more food for me.

It's good now, the retribution for showing off has come.

I don’t know where he is now. The Gu Han who dominated the list before is definitely him, right? "

Wang Yan was stunned when he heard this and remembered the somewhat familiar name.

He rushed in the direction where Hao Zhi came, but left behind a sentence:

"Brother Hao Zhi, I want to see him more than you do.

Therefore, we must seize this opportunity. "

The sound gradually faded away, leaving only Hao Zhi squatting on a big rock, looking at the reliable back and sighing:

"Alas, an epic professional can grow up to this day, this kid..."

He took out a half-crushed cigarette from his coat pocket, put it under his nose and took a deep breath before putting it back.

Then, he looked around, threw a few rocks in several directions, and warned:

"No one will force you if you dare not fight, but don't cause trouble.

Otherwise, you won't be able to eat in the end, and you will risk your life. "

Where the stone struck, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps that were moving away quickly.

Hao Zhi smiled, lay down on the big rock, looked at the towering tree that seemed to be swaying in the distance, and sighed softly.