I Killed the Dragon

　　 On an island not far from the east coast, Anna and others were awakened by the sound outside the room.

　　 dumbfounded, watching the TV that had already stopped broadcasting automatically turned on, and a figure that everyone was very familiar with appeared.

　　 The flames were instigated by the wings, and the zombies underneath fell in a row like cutting wheat. They did not see any traces of firearms. Those zombies seemed to have been wiped out by divine power.

　　 "Grey, is he really a god?"

　　 "The boss is really a god."

　　 "Really all zombies have been wiped out?"

　　 "Grey is God!"

　　 Everyone was overjoyed and inexplicable, the disappearance of the zombies was a great joy, and Gray being a **** was another great joy.

　　The people they know are gods. After that, can they go to heaven through a back door or something?

　　Monica and Nicole are even more delighted. Gray and their relationship are also considered close. Going through the back door to each other can be regarded as a human relationship, right?

　　 This scene is happening all over the world. Now that the infrastructure is not completely destroyed, the Red Queen, as a powerful artificial intelligence, has many ways to let survivors everywhere see this scene.

　　The zombies raged for nearly a month, and the survivors all suffered hardships. Almost all relatives and friends lost their lives in this disaster.

　　 Seeing the scene where the zombies were solved, they all felt happy and admired the man who claimed to be a god.

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　　 [The host kills 30,000 zombies, you achieve the achievement: Zombie Hunter (3) Reward: achievement points +4]

　　 [The host kills 300 million zombies, you achieve an achievement: Zombie Hunter (4) Reward: achievement points +5]

　　 [The host destroys all zombies and saves a world, you achieve the achievement: world savior, reward: primary artificial intelligence + primary self-healing]

　　 [Through acting and eloquence, the host makes two hundred intelligent lives believe in your fabricated identity, and you achieve an achievement: actor (2), reward: achievement point +2]

　　 [Through acting and eloquence, the host makes 20,000 intelligent lives believe in your fabricated identity, and you achieve an achievement: actor (3), reward: achievement point +3]

　　 [The host claims to be a god, and there are more than one hundred thousand intelligent beings who believe in and believe in you. There are more than one hundred intelligent beings who have a fanatical belief in you. You have achieved an achievement: God, reward: faith melting pot]

　　 With this bunch of almost refreshing achievement tips, Gray couldn't help but see, his mouth cracked to the root of his ear.

　　 "Gray, what are you doing?" The elf slapped his cheek. "Stubbornly."

"Oh, the world is saved. I just want to express my happy mood. In my hometown, to describe a person who is very happy will say that the corners of his mouth are cracked behind the ears." Gray turned his head back. Calmly said.

　　 The exploding storm swept over here and it had become a violent wind. Gray did not pay attention, but looked at his system interface.

　　 The number of zombie hunters needed to achieve is thirty, three hundred, thirty thousand, and three hundred million.

　　Look at the number of actors needed to achieve them are twenty, two hundred, twenty thousand. If nothing else, it should be two hundred million next time.

　　 Do you multiply by your own digits every time?

　　 That means that the next time the zombie hunter reaches the standard, it will be 300 million times 100 million, which is 300 million, which is 30,000 trillion.

　　 Thinking like this is a bit too much.

　　Made, my scalp is numb, forget it, let's see the next one.

　　World savior, the reward is primary artificial intelligence and primary self-healing.

　　Artificial intelligence is something like a mobile phone, which is placed in his backpack, and its functions are yet to be discovered.

　　 Gray's right hand fingers turned into a dragon's claw, and he swiped his left arm, and suddenly a large gap was opened in his arm, and the blood was flowing.

　　 "Grey, what are you doing?" The little elf didn't know what he was going crazy, so he called out and quickly prepared to treat him.

　　 "Don't worry, I'm fine." Gray refused confidently.

　　 Not long after, looking at the wound that was still healing slowly, his smile froze on his face and shouted, "Little Jasmine, save me."

　　 Under the magic of the elf, the wound healed quickly, twice as fast as the elf used to heal other people.

　　 "What **** heals itself?" Gray scolded, looking at a pool of blood on the ground.

　　 She shed so much blood, it’s a bit weak, I can’t spend a good night with Miss Jill tonight.

　　 The others watched Gray's self-harm calmly, without any intention of stopping.

　　 "I'm experimenting with the divine body." Gray immediately changed his face and said solemnly: "You are too weak and have not enough faith, so my God is so weak."

　　 Regardless of how many people believe it or not, Gray took out the melting pot of faith, and the artificial intelligence like a mobile phone is not in line with his style of painting as a god.

　　The melting pot of faith is something like a circular furnace the size of a volleyball. The moment Gray touched the melting pot of faith, Gray understood its usefulness.

　　 Belief is poisonous. The power of faith is the power of thought and aspiration of countless intelligent lives. It contains the thoughts of intelligent life. When God absorbs too many impure beliefs, it will be affected by the mixed thoughts inside.

　　 At the slightest, the mind is affected by belief and becomes the kind of **** that people expect in belief, while at the worst, it is corroded by the huge impurities of belief and becomes a mad god.

　　The melting pot of faith is a safety guarantee. It will incinerate all the impurities inside, leaving only the pure power of faith in the end.

　　 "Good stuff." Gray was holding the melting pot of faith, and immediately could feel countless beliefs floating over and then being absorbed by the melting pot of faith.

　　 "So many beliefs." Gray felt joyously, only to find that the faith after the real congregation didn't even have a big fingernail.

　　 Gray turned the melting pot of faith into the size of a thumb, draped it around his neck with a string, and handed the small pendant to Little Jasmine.

　　 Next is the achievement point reward obtained this time.

　　 Gray can only be described by the word "rich". He has never seen so many achievement points at once in his life.

　　 But how to use these achievement points is a bit difficult for him. If he follows his original idea, it is best to devote all the four-dimensional attributes.

　　 But now I just got a skill that sounds awesome, but it doesn't seem to be very useful. He is wondering if he wants to improve this skill and improve his life-saving ability.

　　 Gray thought for a while, what kind of cowhide characters have self-healing ability.

　　 I only thought about it for a moment, and found that this ability is really awesome, not to mention, basically in some superhero movies, self-healing ability is an indispensable ability, superhero standard.

　　And more importantly, the self-healing ability seems to prolong life. Although Gray is not at the point of worrying about life, few people would dislike this thing too much.

　　 And I don’t know how to practice this thing. Is it possible to keep self-harm? His Majesty needs to self-mutilate and promote himself, is it not a joke to say it? And self-mutilation also hurts the body.

　　 So, just upgrade it, Gray gritted his teeth, and the ten achievement points disappeared instantly. There was a flow of heat in his body, which ran all over his limbs in a blink of an eye, and his self-healing ability changed from elementary to intermediate.

　　 Feeling the insights from the system related to intermediate self-healing, Gray felt extremely comfortable.

　　I finished my improvement and thought for a while. Gray once again scratched his arm in the eyes of everyone's puzzlement. This time, as the blood flowed out, visible to the naked eye, the wound was slowly healing.

　　 "If I am promoted to advanced or even master level in the future, can I let the wound heal itself before the blood flows out?"

　　 Gray looked at the others seriously, put on a serious face, and solemnly said: "As the zombies are eliminated, my divine power is gradually improving."

　　 "Since the T virus has been resolved, let's separate here." Alice looked at the large pool of blood on the ground, twitched the corner of her mouth, and pointed to the car that Carlos was driving over.

　　 "Will you go now?" Gray wiped the blood remaining on his hands and turned his head.

　　 "Yes, it's so late now, we have to go back to sleep." Jill nodded.

"Don't, everyone just met today, but we saved the world together~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stay and stay in touch with each other." Gray hastened to stay, "I have a bed in the car when I sleep. Let's sleep together." ."

"Ah!"

　　 The two beautiful women turned around and left.

　　 "Really, my bed is super soft, and everyone I slept in is good."

　　 "There is also air conditioning in the car, providing a variety of fresh fruits, drinks, and food."

　　 "There is also a car KTV, you can sing nursery rhymes when you are tired."

　　 "In the future, you will spread out that you have slept with God. It's amazing, enough for you to blow for a lifetime."

　　 "Hey, don't go, take Meili away, I'm going back to the kingdom of God soon, and there is no way to take her there." Seeing that several people were determined to get into the car, Gray hurriedly called.

　　 "Come here." Her head popped out of the car window and gave Gray a deep look, and Alice waved at Meili.

　　Mehrita looked at Gray, and Gray waved her hand and said that she really couldn't take her with her anymore, so she got into their car.

　　 "Hey, Miss Jill really won't stay, I like you very much."

　　 One, two, three, four, four middle fingers protruding from the car window greeted Gray.

　　 "Is there a conscience, I saved the world, don't leave anyone to accompany me, anyone is fine." Gray grieved.

　　 "Pop!" The door opened, and the previous driver's eldest brother was kicked out, looking up with a hint of helplessness, "Can I?"

　　 Gray: "Go!"

　　 "Goodbye, goodbye, and good luck!"

　　 "Bah, I am the king of dignified gods, born with good luck, Ou Huang."