Games Survive Without Boundaries
Shelters 9

Boss Huang was stunned.

Qin Mo felt a chill in his heart.

Initially thought Gao Chen would refute him with justification and clear up his mistake. But under these circumstances, boss Huang already had a preconceived idea. No matter what Gao Chen said, his credibility would be greatly diminished.

But Gao Chen did not do it.

He immediately addressed the issue of guilt and put on an attitude of "I am very valuable, please use me as much as you can".

Qin Mo moved his lips, but did not know what to say. Gao Chen's profession was a doctor, he took out the vitalizer on his own initiative, and all the remaining stock was in his hands. These are all facts.

Next to him, Boss Huang was interested, "Right? A cure for all diseases?"

Gao Chen smiled faintly, "Actually I have no antidote. It's just that the cure can cure all diseases, so the citizens who were attacked by zombies were cured."

Then, he said word for word, "Only I know where the remaining potions are hidden."

Boss Huang suddenly felt his chest tight, quite breathless. He violently untied his neck and said indifferently, "The medicine can cure all diseases? Oh, why should I believe what a liar says!"

But in fact his heart was racing. If it is true ...

Gao Chen did not care, "I can give you a bottle of medicine for free for you to conduct experiments. In fact, if your medical staff could research a certain medicinal herb and copy it perfectly, I would be happier."

Suddenly, Qin Mo felt cold.

In the next instant, Gao Chen glanced at him and said casually, "To show you the sincerity of cooperation, why don't you help me clean up this person? I never liked traitors."

"Dorgin ..." Qin Mo just wanted to say something, but saw Boss Huang waving his hand. Immediately, the guard raised his weapon and surrounded him in circles.

“Damn it!” Qin Mo cursed in a low voice.

Helpless, explosives and grenades have been used in the last copy. The mall was not opened before this round of play. After entering the game, he was busy with the layout and had yet to trade with the exchange ... Therefore, he could only fight back with a gun out of embarrassment.

In addition, there are not many bullets left ...

“If you get rid of it, you should be able to show my sincerity?” Boss Huang sipped his tea.

“Of course,” Gao Chen replied without hesitation. But after a short pause, he added, "There are still some people. It would be best if they could clean up together."

"If people are around you and asking for medicine, they should be treated now." Boss Huang stubbornly said, "Thank you to someone who told you."

“It would be nice.” Gao Chen smiled brightly, but he thought in his heart, sure enough, the so-called teammates were unbelievable.

The last time the virus copied, the players who shouted that everyone should go to the hospital isolation room must have bad intentions, and then escape themselves, these people existed.

So even though they formed a temporary team at the start of the game, Gao Chen never let go of his guard - these people just wanted to use his ingenuity and could not believe it. If there is an accident, definitely run faster one by one.

Gao Chen thought, how can there be friends in the game? It's just a mutually beneficial relationship. As long as there is a use value, it will be treated gently.

If a teammate temporarily trusted him, he would protect everyone, and then use the vitalizer to negotiate terms with boss Huang and get the blessing of the caravan. But now...

Gao Chen curled his mouth and whispered in a low voice, "I tried my best to set up the situation and control the field, but in the end I was bullied by a group of idiots. I still can't take revenge. How can I make this stupid mistake a second time?"

As soon as the sound fell, the shoulders, eyebrows, temples, and other bullets hit Qin Mo, and then completely turned into a white light.

Gao Chen smiled and said, "The person who got in the way has been removed, and now we can continue chatting ..."

**

Refugee Underground Research Institute.

Assistant Wang reported the situation, “After taking the semi-finished product, test body condition No. 1 slightly improved, test body No. 2 did not respond, and test body situation No. 3 And the test body No. 4 deteriorates ... Test body No. 9 is having a good recovery, and there is always the possibility of regaining consciousness. "

Old Jiang stopped and almost threw the test tube to the ground. She thought she was listening, she couldn't help but turn to confirm with the assistant, "Test Body No. 9, didn't the little girl lift her casually on the street?"

“He's right.” Assistant Wang nodded, his face was a bit strange, “Any that the test subject was fed the same medicine, but he would have a clear reaction if he ate it, and his condition would be better.”

“Does he have virus antibodies in his body?” Thinking about this, Master Jiang was unable to sit still anymore, and rushed over to do a blood test for research.

It was just that he was busy for a while when he was bullied by someone, "Old Jiang, his boss got a new medicine. Can you transfer your work to someone else to learn the performance of this drug."

Old Jiang was extremely displeased, "Do you know how important what I do to humans ?!"

People here are gentle but very tough, "Sorry to interrupt your work. But for the boss, this drug is more important."

Old Jiang, "..."

The boss covered food and housing, it seemed impossible not to give face.

He had no choice but to take medicine and turn to a research project.

**

At 9am on the 8th day, the mechanical sound of the system announced,

"There are 793 players, 1134 NPCs, and 648 zombies left in the I22 shelter (the server where the players are located).

Every day, people die without treatment, there are people who run out of ammunition and food and die from hunger, theft and robbery occur from time to time, and the conflict continues, he said, more and more people are dying.

Su Han sat quietly beside the tent in a daze, wondering in his heart, when will this copy end? It is not an exciting experience to watch a living life go away every day.

Fortunately, there were only 648 zombies left. Find out and destroy everything, and the copy is complete.

“Can you be a little motivated?” Zhong Rui glanced at his little friend in disdain, “Although the white coat has entered the shelter, if he has the heart, there is still a chance.”

“But I don't plan on doing anything,” Su Han sighed.

"I just want to deal with a con man, and don't want to drag all the survivors to the shelter."

"Now the white-coated group will most likely be protected by a caravan. Dealing with them was the same as being an enemy of a caravan. No matter what you think, it feels really troublesome."

Su Han said that there are quite a number of men who like to make trouble in this round of the game, so there is no need to add them.

Su Han looked to the side, "What?"

Zhong Rui said lightly, "Zombies are almost cleaned up, and some people can't wait to take action."

"The white-clothed group had a vitality agent in their hands, and there were plenty of supplies in the caravan warehouse, which was very interesting, wasn't it?"

"What's worse is that the white coats trick people and coax them to death. The caravan knew that they were guilty but deliberately protected them. Too much grip can easily lead to dissatisfaction from the masses."

Su Han quickly thought, "Some insiders did it? He helps to overcome the lies in the early stages and makes the deception run smoothly. Now that the zombies have been cleared and the numbers can be controlled, I can't wait to return. Then empty the warehouse? "

“That's a good calculation.” In the end, he could not help but shake his head and sigh.

“But why don't you wait until day 10, be able to leave an instance anytime before doing so?” Su Han felt strange. But before long, he reacted, "It's only the eighth day, and the residents in the outer circle consume too much to last long."

If there were not enough resident NPCs to advance, everything would be a problem. Therefore, all things considered, he had to do something first.

“This is the stage of inciting public opinion and arousing anger. Let's see together?” Zhong Rui sent an invitation to his friends.

Zhong Rui did not know that except for Gao Chen, all the members of the team were liars coming out.

Su Han was silent. He did not like to use others for personal gain, but judging from the current situation, other capable players in the dungeon did not care. They could use the rest of the players and NPCs as pawns without any psychological burden.

It seemed that he and Zhong Rui who were clinging to the core were different.

“Fortunately, the colleague I like is you.” Su Han sighed in a low voice. He felt from the bottom of his heart that if Zhong Rui had the same virtues as these people, the two of them might have started fighting each other a long time ago.

Although his voice was soft, it was still heard.

Zhong Rui raised the corner of his mouth, his expression faint, but his tone was serious, "I won't do things that make you hate."

That nice.

Su Han quickly regained his energy and returned to his previous indifferent expression, "Let's go, go and have fun."

Who knew that Zhong Rui pulled Su Han and said seriously, “If you don't want to go, don't be forced.” After all, his inventory was sufficient, so he did not have to worry about food and clothing.

“Do not force.” Su Han put on an indifferent expression, “Think well, neither side is good. So don't care, just mess up, we just wait for the opportunity to take a cheap.”

That's a normal tone.

Zhong Rui let go of him and replied casually, "Alright, let's go."

**

Seven days later, the crowded outer ring with pedestrians became barren. Many tents and thatched huts were empty and no one was alive.

Looking again, Su Han discovered that there were about 300 people left in the outer circle, less than a tenth of the original scale.

Should he blame human greed, or the dire situation of lack of supplies? Or both? Su Han didn't know. He only watched with his own eyes what depression meant on earth, and what it meant to suffocate.

In the distance, someone stood on a rock and said fiery words, "... He said spars could be exchanged for rice. He said many lucky people had exchanged it, but what about the witness? Does anyone dare to stand up and say it themselves? After the zombie hunt, did you pick up the spar? "

Everyone shakes their heads.

The man's tone of voice suddenly became extremely sad, "We're all being deceived! There's no fight on a zombie's head, he just wants to trick us into dying!"

"But why?" Some people are confused. "Everyone has no grudges or grievances, so why lie?"

Before the speaker could reply, someone next to him sneered and interrupted, "Clean all the zombies, aren't you and the young lady in the safe circle?"

One sentence touched the sensitive nerves of the occupants in the outer circle, and immediately caused great dissatisfaction.

"Yes! The residents in the inner circle live comfortably, and the victims in the outer circle have to work hard just to eat!"

"I just want to eat my mouth and fill my mouth. Who offended me? Actually I lied to fight zombies ..."

"Said that was weird. No matter how many zombies you kill, you can't see the spar. It was a lie!"

"Knowing that cleaning up zombies is dangerous, I'm reluctant to let go of my own people, so I'm going to cheat the poor. How can I do it!"

At this moment, someone slowly said, "My old man, a white coat that can make medicine go inside the inner circle, but never come out again. I guess it might work and be hidden by the owner of the caravan. ... "

Everyone was in an uproar, which was equivalent to accusing the caravan boss as the main messenger behind the scenes.

Without waiting for the citizens to refute, another stood up and said, "Although the white coat lied about the spar, many people saw with their own eyes that the citizens injured by the zombie were quickly healed after taking the medicine he gave."

"Think carefully. Except for the caravan's special medical team, everyone had no time to earn a living. Where can I find time to study medicine?"

"That white body is a caravan, no doubt."

After a pause, he looked around, his tone becoming shrill, "Caravan gives us no way to survive! If you don't unite and fight, you will definitely die!"

In an instant, the sentiment became excited. Residents rebuked the caravan loudly and expressed their dissatisfaction.

Su Han watched and let some people hide in the darkness, he would cooperate with each other and anger the crowd.

"Ck ck, any dirty water can be poured into the caravan." Zhong Rui sighed softly, "Some people will know it doesn't make sense after listening."

"It's like this when you've done public outrage. No one will closely investigate whether every crime is true. Residents only know that the sins of the caravan cannot be forgiven." Su Han was in a mixed mood.

"They thought they had made judgments based on reason, but in fact, they were controlled from beginning to end. They are tempted by a group of white suits to clean up the zombies. Now they were instigated by someone who wanted to attack the caravan. They are all being used. . "

"It's obviously a doll, but I don't know it. Pathetic."

However, on the surface, they pretended to be filled with righteous anger, and seemed to be dominated by anger.

In just a few moments, the dissatisfaction of the masses was most stimulated. The crowd around gathered more and more, there were players and NPCs, all shouting to seek justice from the caravan.

Concerned people exchanged glances secretly with each other, meaning that it was done!