Games Survive Without Boundaries

Games Survive Without Boundaries
Shelters 2


After half an hour, Su Han, who had been walking for a long time but saw nothing, began to doubt life. He almost thought he had returned to the desert example, no matter how he walked, the surrounding scenery did not change much.


Right now, he smelled the smell of smoked meat.


Su Han moved in his heart, and could not help but walk along the way.


Intermittent conversations come from a distance-


"Ah puck's. This cake is dry and rough, and .. make my throat hurt."


"You're used to! Don't eat if you can't eat it!"


"Eat the cake in your mouth, drink a little scuff and soak ... When you close your eyes, don't you swallow it?"


"It's not good, it's not good! It'll be placed half a year ago, I just threw this cake in the trash, never saw it."


"Patience .. Good income. When we get back, you can drink spicy food and enjoy it!"


"Great. The opinion was good, but a little better than usual. What is fragrant and spicy? Does your house have mines?"


"Say, how do you eat by yourself? If you eat meat alone, won't your conscience hurt ?!"


"Not at all. Each member has only one serving of bacon. You eat your portions early. What's my business?"


"Hey you……"


The closer he was, the clearer the other party's conversation was.


When it was seven or eight meters away, Su Han specifically cleared his throat to remind the other party of his own existence.


"Who?!"


The next second, two pistols and one sniper rifle were aimed at Su Han. The other person did not take out his weapon, but lowered his face and asked in a low voice.


Su Han glanced at it and immediately reacted. It is a four-man team, three of whom are armed with firearms, and the other is the driver, who is responsible for driving.


At this moment, a van was parked beside the four of them, and it seemed like they were about to set off for a meal.


Su Han raised his hand and said in a calm tone, "I have no evil intentions, I happened to pass by."


A rough five-and-three man looked at Su Han vigilantly and scanned back and forth. He looked around for a long time and found nothing. So he spoke slowly, "Just you?"


“Ya, just me.” Su Han nodded calmly.


“What's up?”The man went straight to the subject.


“I'm lost.” Su Han is expressionless, “After a long walk, I can only see the desert. No shelter, no people, no home.” There are no green plants.


The man said impatiently, "I'm not interested in why you're here, just get out of here if it's okay."


Now is the end of the world. He could not even manage his own food and clothing matters, and he did not have the extra mercy to give to others.


However, Su Han never had a naive idea. He saw it using the tone of business negotiations, business affairs and honestly, "You have a car, right? If I want to hitch a ride to the shelter, how much do I have to pay?"


Rather than wandering the wilderness and "surprising" encounters with zombies from time to time, she felt that she still obeyed the call of fate and honestly went to the shelter to stay.


As for if the other party was evil ... Su Han lowered his head, then killing them, grabbing the car and driving it himself, would be a little troublesome if no one took the lead.


The bullets were plentiful, the stamina was extremely high, the portable storage was equipped with grenades, and the collection of many hole cards showed that Su Han had no fear on his face.


The four of them looked at each other, not understanding where the woman in front of them became brave. He doesn't even carry a backpack, and he looks poor ding-dong.


The man said with a thick throat, "It's not impossible to give you a lift, but are you sure you can pay the starting price? We didn't choose him either. Food, water, daily necessities, and medicine can all be paid for."


Su Han thought, to tell you, he has all these supplies. However, even though he was not afraid of causing trouble, he could avoid it if he could.


Su Han reached into his pants pocket, took out two pieces of soap after a long time, and said seriously, "This is the handmade soap I made."


Four guys, "!!!"


After an unknown virus broke out, the survivors rushed to take shelter, and all factories were shut down. As a result, the needs of life become increasingly rarely used, even exhausted.


Occasionally, people searched around and found some living supplies that had not been taken, but it was only a drop of water, far from meeting the demand.


In today's world, there are practical crafts that are very popular and popular! At least the man knew that the caravan at the shelter had accidentally discovered a lot of raw materials, and was looking for bakers, soap makers, chefs, and other craftsmen.


The man's expression turned serious, and his demeanor soon became friendly, "Will he go to the shelter? Doesn't matter! Just been on the street."


“Is two pieces of soap enough for travel costs?” Su Han asked.


The man nodded repeatedly, "Enough is enough."


The four-man team continued to bite hard and bitterly.


Su Han looked to the left, looked to the right, and could not help but ask, “Isn't it okay to eat while driving? Why should I stop and rest?” Isn't he afraid of zombies?


The man replied, "Because you drive a classic car, the car will die every twenty minutes."


Su Han, "..."


It turned out that these people stopped here by accident.


A quarter of an hour later, the four of them finished eating. The classic car was well rested, and eventually showed pity and returned to work.


Su Han sat in the passenger seat, suffered several collisions and damage to the classic car, and finally made it to the shelter two hours later.


When he arrived at the destination, he could not help but frown deeply as he looked at his surroundings seriously.


The style of the so-called shelter was quite strange. In the middle of it was a piece of land, surrounded by a wooden fence. Inside the fence, many wooden houses are neatly arranged. There were exits in front and back, guarded by heavy soldiers.


Outside the fence mixed with huts and tents of straw, like a building built carelessly, without regard to the rules. Some houses are still upright, but some are dilapidated, unable to cover the wind and rain.


When Su Han came to the shelter for the first time, the man took the initiative to explain, "The inner circle is called the inner circle, which is specially designed for the rich. Living in the inner circle, you have to pay for daily expenses such as protection and housing costs. "


"Enter and out guarded. Even if you go in and out right away, you have to pay a toll."


"Instead, the cost of housing in the outer circle is much cheaper. If you have tight hands, you can choose to share them with others."


Beyond the mentality of intentional friendship, the man explained patiently.


Su Han nodded and replied, “Oke, so, thank you very much.” He wanted to give her extra soap, but thought that her behavior was too conspicuous and might cause unnecessary trouble, so he brushed off the idea.


“Contact more when you have time.” Finally, he greeted, and the man took his brother and left.


When he was far away, one of the brothers lowered his voice and asked inexplicably, “Is that true?” He let go of the fat sheep casually, he was afraid that he would not be able to sleep tonight.


The man let out a cold snort, "People are craftsmen, and they don't keep a lot of stuff. Can you force them to make soap? It's better to maintain a good relationship first, and if you want to ask for something later, it's easy to talk."


"Hey ..." the other person was sad and couldn't help but feel, "You said that before the end of the world, why don't I expect to learn the skill! If I could make handmade soap and cook, I would be involved in a dangerous industry. Do you live with your head tied to your trouser belt every day? He's been living in a shelter for a long time! "


“Why don't you say, study math, physics and chemistry, and travel the world without fear?” The man sighed and hated it because he had never studied well before.


**


Su Han stayed in place to observe the movements of the shelter residents, and only studied for a while before reacting - the actual shelter was only an inner circle, that is, inside the fence.


If the starting price is determined by the player, he can easily enter the center and enjoy VIP treatment. On weekdays, there are not only NPC guards for safety, but also a nice wooden house to live in.


If supplies were not abundant, bad luck would ensue. Players must bravely gather supplies and always be on the lookout for zombie attacks. The dwelling place (outer circle) is mixed with man and serpent, otherwise it will be easily pierced in the darkness.


The difference in treatment was as vast as heaven and hell.


Su Han was deep in thought, and at this moment, there was a loud voice in his ear, "Look here, look at this side. Very big news, there was a very low possibility that a finger-sized spear would appear in the zombie mind. Spar can be used as three bottles of potion, and after drinking it, it will be completely immune to unknown viruses! "


"How can a spar grow in a zombie's mind? There must be a limit to the bullshit."


"The odds are very low? How low?"


"Hear that's a lie. If you have free time to lie, better do more serious, boring things!"


A man in a white suit and golden glasses who looked like a scientific researcher walked over. He spoke softly, in a somewhat cold voice, “Crust or not. Let me leave it here, buy a spar for a high price, one can be exchanged for 100 catties of rice. As long as someone can pull out the spar I want, change it as much as you want! "


People will be suspicious, "Certainly?"


But the price of rice hundreds of catties is interesting, although some are tempted.


Survivors today have only an idea of "how to stockpile supplies" and "how to stockpile more supplies". As for zombies, no one wants to bother. Unless they were surrounded by a group of zombies while searching for supplies and had to clear the way, most people would rather escape to avoid the battle.


But now, there might be a spar on the zombie head, which provided a good excuse for survivors to take the initiative against zombies - a spar could be exchanged for 100 catties of rice! Want to.


People floating.


Some of the surviving residents think that it is okay to try if they are free.


Su Han watched and watched these people act calmly. It is said that in the head of the zombie there is a spar, the spar can be made a potion, and after drinking can be immune to unknown viruses. To say this in particular, was nothing more than persuading the survivors to fight against the zombies.


On the server, there were 1,000 players, 4,000 NPCs, and 50,000 zombies. According to the preliminary calculations, as long as each person killed ten zombies, the group of zombies in the copy would be cleared.


But in actual operation, it's not that simple. The survivors tried their best to avoid encountering the zombies; many of the 5,000 people were logistic experts who lacked fighting abilities; the fewer people involved in the battle, the more, the greater the pressure on everyone and the more zombies need to be killed. For this reason, Su Han had not originally planned to take this path.