Apocalyptic game: I can add prefixes to everything

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The van stopped at an intersection.

Zhong Naike opened the door and got out of the car, tried hard to control his trembling legs, and walked forward step by step.

At the same time, he moved his eyes, constantly looking at the surrounding environment, and murmured to himself:

"Further forward, let me go further."

"Don't call me, don't call me..."

"The intersection over there is so dark. Could there be zombies hiding there? No, I can't go there anymore."

"What should I do? What should I do?"

At this moment, Zhong Naike heard a creepy voice coming from behind him.

"How long are you going to go?"

It's the 'boss'!

Why did he come down?

When did he come here?

Why didn't you hear any movement?

Zhong Naike turned around cautiously like a robot.

His eyes immediately met the green eyes of the 'boss', and Zhong Naike's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

"Boss... boss, you... why are you down too?"

Zhong Naike had no choice but to stop and slowly began to unzip his pants.

"I was afraid that you would encounter zombies, so I came down here to protect you."

The 'boss' voice was hoarse and cold, without any emotion.

The atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.

Zhong Naike took out the dick and stood there for a long time, but he couldn't squeeze out a drop of urine.

Time passed by, and he knew that the 'boss' would become suspicious if he continued to stand, so he quickly pretended to have finished peeing, shook his pants twice, and zipped up his pants.

"I'm ready."

"Then go back."

The 'boss' still said something in a voice without any emotion, then turned and walked towards the van.

Zhong Naike had no choice but to follow the 'boss' back to the van.

But when he opened the door of the passenger seat, he found that the seat was already occupied by someone - the younger brother who was originally sitting in the back seat.

"Why are you sitting in my seat?"

Zhong Naike frowned and asked a little unkindly.

"The air in the back is not very good. I want to sit in the front to get some fresh air. What do you think? Do you have any objections?"

"No."

"That's good, just go and sit in the back row."

Zhong Naike was reluctant in his heart, but his strength did not allow him to have any opinions, so he could only obediently get into the back of the carriage.

There are no seats at all in the back half of the carriage, which has been converted into a cargo warehouse.

At this time, the warehouse was filled with corpses of 'players'.

Whether it was ten or eleven, Zhong Naike couldn't remember clearly.

Anyway, they were all fish he caught through the chat channel.

Except for the four people who got on the bus voluntarily at the beginning, no one cooperated after the scam was exposed.

But they all told Zhong Naike their addresses, and it didn't matter whether they cooperated or not.

Every time you go to a place, just let the survivors go in and arrest people.

But so far, Zhong Naike has captured all the 'players' who know the address, and he can no longer continue his work as a 'guide'.

"Where are you going next?"

The driver in the driver's seat turned back and asked Zhong Naike where he would stop next.

"I...I'm a little sleepy today. I really can't remember the location of other people."

Zhong Naike told a very poor lie. He looked at the 'boss' and asked weakly: "Can we continue tomorrow?"

The ‘boss’ glanced at Zhong Naike and shook his head.

The next words made Zhong Naike feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

"We don't have to wait until tomorrow. If we include you, we can achieve our target for this month."

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Oasis Island gas station.

Chen Hang moved a stool and placed it in front of the three surrendered apocalyptic survivors.

Then he sat down on the chair and pointed at the three of them with the mace with blood, scalp and hair in his hand.

"Tell me, what do you Skinner Gang want to do by tricking people into coming here?"

The communicator skill has allowed him to fully master the language of other worlds. Now Chen Hang has no obstacles to communicating with these survivors.

"It's to fulfill the laboratory's targets."

One of them answered quickly.

"Laboratory? Indicators? Please tell me in detail."

Chen Hang changed his sitting posture and assumed a posture of listening attentively.

The three surrender survivors rushed to tell their stories.

It turns out that there is a cooperative relationship between the Peeling Gang located in the new city and the laboratory located in the southern area.

The Skinning Gang must provide a certain number of evolvers to the southern laboratory every month - whether dead or alive, as long as they have not turned into zombies - in exchange for the genetic medicine developed by the laboratory.

These minions all followed the orders of the boss of the Skinning Gang, formed small teams, and went out to collect survivors.

The boss of the Skinning Gang has set a collection quota for each of their teams. If the quota is not met, the insufficient amount will have to be filled with their lives...

After listening to the descriptions of these three people, a prompt popped up in front of Chen Hang:

[Trigger side mission (1)·The secret of the laboratory

——Go to the southern laboratory and launch an investigation. 】

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