Yang Ming and Zhou Pingping held their breath, not daring to make the slightest move.

Joke!

The tyrants passing by outside were fifty meters high, and with their hands, they could easily tear down a building, and with the strength of the two of them, in front of such a terrifying monster, there was no room for struggle!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! "

The heart of the tyrant exposed outside the surface of the body, beating every moment and making a sound from far and near, like the muffled thunder of summer, it makes people's hearts restless.

The floor shook slightly, and the tall figure of the tyrant cast a shadow on it.

Yang Ming leaned back against the wall, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that as soon as the tyrant bent over, he casually grabbed the zombies on the ground, and a licker who didn't have time to escape, raised his head sharply, opened his blood basin and mouth, roared, and swallowed them all in his mouth.

Looking at the other party's such a bold appearance, Yang Ming's eyebrows jumped, and he did not dare to make the slightest sound, for fear of attracting the attention of the tyrant.

After about ten minutes of eating and a full meal, the mutant tyrant left the city center.

Behind it, fragments of stump were left all over the ground, and blood soaked the earth.

But soon, the nearby onlookers pounced on it with a scream, scrambling to eat the debris left by the tyrant, as if opening a grand bonfire party, which was a little seeping and creepy.

Listening to the roars outside, Yang Ming was able to remain calm for the time being, but Zhou Pingping was already pale and trembling.

It's terrible!

Yang Ming's eyes were faint, and he pondered secretly:

"It seems that in this zombie world, the night is too dangerous to go out and adventure, and it is only safe when it is daylight."

Yang Ming glanced at the direction where the mutant zombie left, and he didn't know if the other party would go all the way forward and head southwest of the bear market.

If this mutant zombie encounters those two zombie players, will it be controlled by the other party and become the strongest weapon in the hands of the other party?

All of this was uncertainty, casting a shadow over Yang Ming's original plan.

"Forget it, if you come here, you will be safe, don't think so much first."

Yang Ming stroked his flat stomach and felt a little hungry.

The National Games game will bind a space bag for each newcomer player, which has five compartments of space to store items.

There are no restrictions on the weight and volume of items stored, but only one item can be stored in one compartment, such as red bottles that restore blood can be stacked on top of each other, the maximum number of bottles is 99, and if it is a gun, only one can be stored.

If you want to open up the location of the space bag, you need krypton gold, which is not real currency, but special gold, silver, and copper coins in the national games of the national games.

1 gold coin = 100 silver coin = 10,000 copper coins.

Each clearance quest, evaluated according to the completion of the mission, can get a different amount of currency.

In addition, players can also trade equipment items they don't need through the trading market in exchange for the required currency.

To open up the space bag, one compartment costs 1 gold coin.

This is not something that anyone can do, only local tycoons.

The five-compartment space of Yang Ming's space bag has long been occupied, and it was previously used to store the standard equipment that the school gave to every student, such as Mitsubishi military thorns, gas masks, and body armor.

Originally, there were also rations of guns and ammunition, but they were all abandoned by Yang Ming and used to store canned food in case of accidents.

The house was dark.

Men and women are not intimate, Yang Ming and Zhou Pingping opened a distance, sat alone in the corner, and took out a can of canned beef from the space bag.

Pry open the iron cover.

Yang Ming also didn't care about the so-called table manners, and directly reached out and took out a piece of sauce beef from the can.

This mass-produced compressed food tastes lackluster, and it is as tough as rubber band when chewed, and it is cracked!

Yang Ming also doesn't care about taste and taste, for him, the most important thing is to replenish the calories and protein needed by the body.

In this, it is necessary to mention what the personal properties panel does not elaborate.

Physical attributes determine a person's ability to resist blows, long-term movement and combat ability, and also have a partial impact on the speed of life recovery and defense.

In a normal state without combat, health restored per minute = physique attribute.

During the battle, unless you have the ability to restore health, you will temporarily lose this state of automatic health recovery.

In the case of a severed limb or serious injury, the speed of life recovery will be greatly reduced after leaving the fight.

Everyone has basic defense, and defense is one-tenth of the physical attribute.

Yang Ming's physique attribute has reached 10 points now, which can be described as full of endurance, otherwise, he would not dare to kill in front of the research institute before, and it takes a lot of effort to kill chickens, not to mention killing a zombie, not enough endurance, will exhaust himself alive.

Just when Yang Ming was thinking about it to divert attention from the bad taste of canned beef, he suddenly felt a fragrant wind rushing towards him, and a soft body came close to him.

"That..."

Zhou Pingping lowered her head shyly, her voice as weak as a mosquito

, and said, "Lord Nightlord, can you give me something to eat?"

After saying this, Zhou Pingping was so ashamed that she couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground and bury her head in it.

Because, Zhou Pingping just found out that she actually forgot to bring food!

In fact, she can't be blamed for this.

Because her space bag is larger than ordinary people under the power of krypton gold, it is full of all kinds of bottles and jars, guns and ammunition, and some rare props, which can save her life at critical moments.

To talk about the ability to save lives, Zhou Pingping can be said to be a lever.

But it was precisely this that caused her to forget to put food into the space bag.

That's embarrassing.

Yang Ming was stunned at first, although the room was dark, he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, but it could be imagined that Zhou Pingping was probably already embarrassed at this time.

Canned beef is not valuable, a can of five yuan, in the space bag can be superimposed and stored in a compartment position, the highest quantity is 99, Yang Ming directly filled, enough for him to eat alone for three months.

Yang Ming casually took out a canned beef from the space bag and handed it to Zhou Pingping.

"Oh, here you go."

Zhou Pingping took the canned beef and carefully pried it open.

Eating a bite of sauce beef, Zhou Pingping couldn't help frowning.

It's so unpalatable.

For someone like her, who grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth, she had never eaten this canned food, and it was difficult to accept the taste.

However, in order to fill her stomach, she had to bite the bullet and eat it.

But she didn't know that the moment Yang Ming took out the canned beef from the space bag, the barrage in her live broadcast room exploded instantly!

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