Global Game, Start By Becoming A Necromancer

When he came in just now, Gangzi and his mutated dogs were left in ambush nearby.

He didn't expect that the people inside would be so difficult to deal with, and he wanted Gangzi to be below to prevent them from escaping.

"Gangzi, I will take care of your parents for you."

His fingers rubbed a ring, and then he slowly chose to use it:

[Conversion Ring (Black Iron): Level 5]

[Effect: Swap the positions of yourself and the designated person. The straight-line distance cannot exceed 1000 meters.

Warning: The user will suffer strong backlash and the ring will disappear after use. 】

Originally, the person he designated was a level 8 professional, just to prevent himself from being unable to escape from any danger.

But after seeing Gangzi come back just now, when he hugged the other party, he had already changed the designated person to him.

The reason for this choice is that strong people can help themselves get more time to escape in danger.

The ring on his hand suddenly shattered, and blood suddenly spilled out of Wang Haoming's mouth and nose, but he suddenly laughed.

His body was suddenly covered in a burst of blue light, which was extremely obvious in the dark environment.

Gu Qinghan immediately noticed this change and immediately made all the skeletons and mutant cats attack each other.

He felt something bad at this time, and even wanted to kill Wang Haoming by force in the crowd.

Even if he has to pay a huge price, he is not willing to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

However, many dark blue thick ice cubes suddenly appeared around Wang Haoming's body.

The mutated cat withstood the attacks of several professionals and clawed at the thick ice cubes with its sharp claws.

However, there was a harsh friction sound, and the claws that could break rocks and iron only brought up a few ice chips.

At the same time, Wang Haoming’s wild laughter also came out:

"Hahaha, do you also want to break my talent?

You wait for me, thirty years in Hedong... thirty years in Hexi..."

His voice was intermittent and suddenly disappeared at a certain moment.

Also disappearing with him was his figure.

Everyone was stunned, and those professionals who stayed with him didn't even know what was happening.

However, through the sight of the dead mutant cat, Gu Qinghan's expression turned ugly.

Because, he found a slightly hunched figure appearing in the dark blue ice.

…

Meanwhile, outside a Walmart.

In a shop that had already been looted, Wang Haoming's figure quickly appeared with a flash of blue light.

He looked very miserable at this time. Not only was his mouth and nose bleeding, but he was also depressed, as if he had not slept for ten days and a half.

However, he escaped.

He glanced outside the door and saw the huge mutant dog running towards the supermarket, and couldn't help but show a look of pity.

It would be great if such a powerful creature could be used by oneself.

However, compared to his own life, all this is nothing.

He coughed violently, feeling like his lungs were about to be coughed out.

"We can't go back to the mall directly now. That guy knows the location of the mall, and Gangzi can only hold them off for a while.

I should find a place to hide until I fully recover. "

His brain was running rapidly at this time, and then he walked out of the shop holding on to the wall and looked around.

When he saw Hao Zhi's Malatang shop, he suddenly showed a confident smile:

"I'll hide secretly near this store, hehe..."

He felt that he was extremely smart. The most dangerous place was the safest place. Others would never have imagined that he would dare to be so bold.

However, he was more than prepared.

After more than ten days of apocalyptic life, he prepared a complete escape plan for himself.

He touched his pocket and took out a green scroll.

If Gu Qinghan were here, he would find that this is exactly what he had obtained before:

[Healing Scroll: Lasts ten minutes, can slowly restore physical strength and some injuries. 】

Wang Haoming first hid in the house and tore open the healing scroll.

After feeling that his body had recovered a lot, he quickly took off his shirt, wiped off all the blood on his face, and then threw away the clothes.

After doing all this, he hid in the house he had chosen before, erased all traces of himself, and then lay down on the ground.

His spirit was relieved at this moment, and he felt a strong sense of fatigue coming over him.

His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he fell into a deep sleep.

This night, he didn't sleep peacefully. He had a nightmare.

He dreamed that Gangzi whom he passed to him was not dead, but came back to him with a sneer on his face.

Then, the mutated dog next to him tore into pieces and ate all his flesh and blood.

He suddenly sat up from the ground and groped for his body.

"Fortunately, fortunately it was a dream..."

He wiped the cold sweat from his head and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The room was dark, so dark that it reminded him of the darkness in the supermarket.

"It's already night, and it looks like I'm temporarily safe..."

He wanted to laugh out loud, but didn't dare.

However, when he looked at the door, he was almost scared out of his mind.

It turns out that it's not night at all.

He thought it was night now because there was no light in the house.

But when I looked over just now, I realized that it was because a huge creature was blocking the door.

It was the black cat I saw in the supermarket during the day!

As if sensing that he was awake, the huge black cat slowly leaned over and took a look inside.

Just one glance at the vertical pupils that seemed to be burning with green flames made Wang Haoming break out in cold sweat.

He stood up immediately, but had no idea how to escape.

How did they find this place? Has his strategy failed?

At this moment, the door suddenly opened and light came in.

Wang Haoming suddenly felt that he was a little ridiculous. It was still daytime and he had not slept for long at all.

Four figures wearing black armor and holding axes appeared from outside, and then came to him.

One of them put an ax on his neck and motioned for him to get out.

Wang Haoming smiled bitterly. His magic value had not recovered much at all, and there was no room for resistance.

Even if the magic value is still there, if a mage professional is approached by someone who is obviously a melee professional, he has no chance of winning.

His head was so dizzy that he didn't even know if he was still dreaming.

He followed him outside with a dead look on his face and saw several people discussing something.

There was another person standing next to him, and it was Hao Zhi who was already tied with gauze.

He held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at himself with squinted eyes, and raised his middle finger with a sneer.

Wang Haoming ignored him and just turned his attention to the few people who were discussing things.

One of them is a somewhat hunchbacked Gangzi.

Isn't he dead? Why didn't he die? Did he know these people before?

The other is a very beautiful young woman. She doesn’t wear makeup, but she is so beautiful that people can’t take their eyes away.

However, Wang Haoming still set his sights on the last person.

That was a boy who didn't seem threatening at first glance, and he looked very harmless.

Before the end of the world, this was the handsome guy he hated the most.

However, Wang Haoming recognized his voice.

In the supermarket, it was this man's voice that kept ringing in the darkness, condemning the death of many people on their side.

The conversation between several people ended quickly, and then the handsome boy looked towards Wang Haoming.

He glanced at Wang Haoming, who looked vaguely unwilling, and suddenly said with a strange expression:

"The idea of ​​hiding is good, but have you forgotten one thing?"

He pointed at the big black cat next to him, and then pointed at the mutant dog lying on the ground with its tail between its legs in the distance and said:

"Cats and dogs have very sensitive noses. You are hiding here and running naked in the busy city..."

"There's really no difference."