Apocalyptic game: I can add prefixes to everything

[Your C Talent Portable Manufacturing Station has gained 1 growth. 】

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Chen Hang opened the talent interface and checked it out.

The second growth of this C-level talent requires 4000 experience points, which is twice as much as the first time.

The effect of the growth just now is: the manufacturing success rate increases.

Chen Hang gave it a try immediately.

This time he failed three times, but for the fourth time he succeeded in making a green mace of excellent quality, which is the unprefixed version of the mace he currently holds.

“The success rate seems to have improved a little, but not by much.”

Chen Hang pinched his temples sleepily.

After continuously making 8 maces, his mental energy was greatly consumed, and his brain even felt a slight tingling sensation.

"Eight maces will definitely be enough in a short time."

He started yawning frequently.

My spirit is too low, my brain is too tired, and I need a rest urgently.

Originally, Chen Hang planned to use genetic energy to directly 'hatch' the artificial human 'Lin Yi'.

But considering that the newly born artificial man may still need some 'teaching', he decided to let it go first.

"Go and take a nap now. I'm really sleepy."

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Copy of underground garage.

Five rays of light appeared at the garage entrance at the same time.

As soon as they entered the dungeon, the five people looked around.

After realizing that there was no danger, they began to look at their teammates around them.

This five-person team is the temporary team formed by player Pan Ting.

A young man with glasses who looked to be in his 20s, very tall, wearing sportswear and carrying a fire ax spoke first.

"Everyone will become teammates next. I think it's best to get to know each other before going in so that we can cooperate further."

The young man rolled his eyes and began to introduce himself: "I am Pan Ting. I am currently at level 4. My natural ability is B-level flame control. I can shoot fireballs from a distance."

A burly fat man standing next to Pan Ting spoke for the second time: "Bao Shijie, level 4, has the D-level 'Rock Skin' talent. Well, its function is to condense stones on the surface of the skin to increase melee attack power and defense. force."

"Brother Bao, your talent is very suitable for being an MT."

Next to the fat Bao Shijie, a male student wearing a school uniform with his zipper partially open and holding a watermelon knife in his hand spoke in a rather familiar manner.

"I am Ou Po, level 4, and my natural ability is the C-level 'Sword Light'. Does it work... like this."

The male student said while activating his natural ability.

He lightly brushed the surface of the watermelon knife with his non-knife hand.

The watermelon knife immediately ignited with white light, and the blade sprouted from the watermelon knife for about ten centimeters in length, extending the attack distance of the watermelon knife and looking very sharp.

"Used once for 10 minutes, it can increase the damage and attack distance of the weapon."

"Then you are the DPS, little brother. If you are in danger, hide behind me. Brother Bao will protect you."

Bao Shijie seemed to be quite impressed by Ou Po's 'mt', and he patted his chest with a sense of security.

"It's my turn."

The fourth person is a bald, middle-aged uncle with a big belly, plainly dressed, and holding a claw hammer in his hand. He seems to have no presence.

"My name is Deng Huawei, level 4, and my natural ability is B-level 'healing wave'..."

The function of this innate ability does not need to be introduced by Deng Huawei. Just by hearing the name, you can tell that it is the ability to heal and restore blood.

The young man Pan Ting, the fat man Bao Shijie, and the male student Ou Po all showed expressions of surprise as if they had found a treasure.

"Uncle, I can't tell that you are actually a wet nurse, and you have a B-level talent, you are awesome!"

The male student Ou Po showed a look of admiration.

Fatty Bao Shijie also said politely: "I'll ask uncle to take care of me later."

The middle-aged uncle, who had no sense of presence at first, instantly became the focus of the team.

"Okay, there's another teammate who hasn't introduced himself yet."

Pan Ting interrupted the chat between the three of them and focused his attention on the last person.

"You should be Qin Yang, right?"

"Ah."

The man looked about the same age as Pan Ting. He was wearing black clothes and had an inexplicably sinister aura.

"My natural ability is A-level 'Summoning of the Dead'."

As soon as these words came out, the others immediately fell into silence, with a look of shock on their faces.

A...a-level talent! !

Damn it! This guy hides even deeper!

"Qin...brother Qin Yang, please take care of me later!"

Ou Po, the youngest male student, had the quickest brain and quickly tried to get close.

"You are really low-key. I have never heard you talk about your talents before."

Pan Ting and Qin Yang seemed to have known each other for a long time, and they spoke in a more familiar tone than the others.

"That's it. No matter how good your talent is, the level is still the same as yours."

Qin Yang waved his hand casually, not wanting to talk more about his talents.

"All right."

As the leader of the team, Pan Ting weighed the fire ax in his hand twice, with a ferocious look on his face.

"Everyone already knows each other, so let's get started without further delay!"

No one had any objections. Everyone raised their weapons, with expressions similar to Pan Ting's on their faces.

"I'll take the lead."

Fatty Bao Shijie's hands were empty and he didn't hold a weapon. At this time, his fists and two forearms were wrapped in a layer of hard rock.

He volunteered to walk at the front of the team.

Then the male students Ou Po and Pan Ting, who were both engaged in close combat, followed him.

The sinister young man Qin Yang and the middle-aged uncle Deng Huawei are behind.

After the five people entered the underground garage, they saw a huge crowd of people. There were about a dozen zombies gathered near the entrance alone.

"I thought the monsters in the dungeon would be different from those outside, but I didn't expect that they would also be zombies."

The male student Ou Po complained with disdain.

"I would kill the most common zombies outside."

"Although they are all zombies, I think the zombies in the dungeon look stronger than the ones outside."

Pan Ting's observation skills were good, and he immediately noticed that all the zombies wandering here were tall and powerful, and even moved more nimbly than the zombies outside, as if they were specially selected elite zombies.

"Whether it's strong or not, you'll know after the fight."

mt Bao Shijie touched his fists together, making a unique sound of the collision of stones. He took the lead and rushed towards the three nearest zombies.

The zombies originally just stayed in place, trembling and twitching, but as soon as Bao Shijie got closer to two meters, they immediately came to life as if they were electrified, and began to charge toward Bao Shijie fiercely.

"Eat my punch."

Relying on the protection of his rock skin, he was not afraid. He raised his fist wrapped in thick rock and hit one of the zombies.

Of course the other people can't be idle either.

When Bao Shijie rushed forward, Pan Ting had already condensed a fireball with one hand. After the fireball expanded to the size of a basketball, he was like a baby trainer throwing an elf ball, and smashed the fireball towards an animal that was not protected by Bao Shijie. Attacking zombies.

The male student Ou Po first rushed forward behind Bao Shijie. After getting close to the zombie, he shouted and waved the watermelon knife in his hand. The extended sword light split open a zombie's head with perfect accuracy. head.

In just a few seconds, these three zombies were eliminated on the spot. Qin Yang, the sinister young man in charge of the rear, had just summoned his baby - a skeleton holding a long sword and wearing black armor.

"It seems that everyone is very strong and I can't help at all."

The balding middle-aged man paddled in the water and felt very relaxed. At the same time, he thought in his heart how great it would be if these people could form a team with him in reality.

"Don't relax, it's not over yet."

Pan Ting raised his voice to remind him.

Everyone immediately heard the sounds of dense and chaotic footsteps, followed the sound, and immediately saw a dozen zombies swarming towards them like students rushing to eat in the cafeteria.

"It was just a warm-up, now the real battle begins."

Bao Shijie's eyes were filled with belligerent fire, and he sneered and bumped his fists twice, making a unique sound of the collision of rocks.

"Kill them all and clear the dungeon!"

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