Global Games: AFK In Zombie Apocalypse Game

Global Games: AFK In Zombie Apocalypse Game
Start with a meteorite


Fang Heng held the cutting machine with both hands and pressed the button.


"Dw..."


The metal disc of the cutter rotates at high speed, making a loud noise.


The flying sparks.


The first generation meteorites were extremely hard, and Fang Heng took a full two minutes to cut off a small piece protruding from the first generation meteorite.


Fang Heng held it in his hand to check.


This small piece of meteorite was only half the size of a fist.


Perhaps the previous cutting caused the temperature to rise, and Fang Heng felt a burst of heat from the meteorite.


[Hint: Players get items - first generation meteorite fragments].


Item: First generation meteorite fragment.


Explanation: This item contains a lot of radiation, and will continue to produce radiation effects after being put in a backpack, causing negative effects on the body (as time passes, the effects of radiation will gradually increase).


[Consideration: You have fulfilled the current main task (the eighth server) - the completion conditions for obtaining the first generation meteorite].


[Consideration: Because the number of first-generation meteorites obtained is insufficient, sending the task will get a poor task score and may affect the next major track task, the report said,


[Hint: You can collect more first-generation meteorites before sending the task].


It's finished!


After seeing the clues of the game, Fang Heng completely relaxed.


After circling such a huge circle, the first generation meteorite was finally in hand!


The Fifth District was not in vain this time!


Cut out the other parts and use mystic skills to learn them.


Thinking of that, Fang Heng shook his numb right hand due to the shock of the high-speed stone cutter, and turned on the cutting machine again.


With first-time experience, the second cut only takes a minute.


Fang Heng cut off a smaller section of the first generation meteorite than before.


[Hint: You get first generation meteorite fragment*1].


[Hint: It has been detected that you have a special skill - Foundation Mysticism (LV: 2), you can use this skill to perform mystical analysis on first generation meteorites].


[Hint: This analysis cost 280 survival points].


"Analyze!"


humming...


The rune trail on the back of the hand flickered again.


The first generation in Fang Heng's hands was pulled by an invisible force, and again floated in midair.


It was shaking violently in the air.


Fang Heng had a premonition that something was wrong, so he retreated half a step.


"explosion!"


As Fang Heng expected, the first generation meteorite in the air exploded instantly.


"Cut, it really exploded."


[Hint: You use the basics of mysticism to detect first-generation meteorites for the first time, and you get to experience the basics of mysticism 4873 points].


[Hint: Your magical-skills foundation has been upgraded to LV: 11].


many?


Straight from level 2 to level 11?


Fang Heng was surprised by the surge in experience gained.


First-generation meteorites are high-end products.


One analysis is worth reading a few books yourself.


Fang Heng stabilized his mind and continued to open the game log.


[Hint: Through the detection of the foundations of mysticism (LV: 11), there is no spiritual energy, no mental energy, severe biological fluctuations, etc, and a small amount of natural energy fluctuation found in first-generation meteorites].


Huh huh? Worms in meteorites?


Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky carefully.


In the air, where the first generation meteorites were destroyed, several small gray worms wriggled and thrashed loudly in the air.


Exposed to the air, they looked very uncomfortable, thrashed crazily, and soon lost activity.


[Hint: You have found an unknown worm life form, which has a lot of life energy].


"Meteorites.worms..."


Fang Heng muttered to himself, removed the first generation meteorite shards, and left the seventh underground floor.



Aisle on the second floor of the basement.


Wu Xingwen ran along the passageway with two federal players.


Behind them, a group of blood races frantically chased after them.


"Do it!"


In the middle of the hallway on the second floor of the basement, Zhou Lei and Liu Huiying, who were kneeling on the ground, were both on the ground, reached out to press the middle of the magic ban array under their feet at the same time as they heard Wuxingwen's cry. .


Infusion of spiritual power!


"Gosh!"


The forbidden magic array was triggered instantly, and the purple tent flickered!


The red light expanded into the surroundings, and a thin layer of red mist rose from the ground mostly the second underground passageway.


The legs of the blood clan chasing on the second floor of the basement were shrouded in mist, and they suddenly appeared to be trapped in a swamp.


A huge fog trapped all the blood races in its place!


"Remove them!"


Seeing this, Wu Xingwen and the two main federal output players no longer escaped, they turned around, taking out the rotary machine guns from their backpacks, taking out the, and assume that the fortress is aiming at the vampires and shooting wildly.


"The bang bang bang..."


Large caliber bullets were pouring in.


It took over ten minutes, and the blood type in the underground second-floor hallway was cleared.


"Are there many blood races in the lower three floors?"


Zhou Lei tried to feel it, and frowned, "Almost two-thirds of it has been cleaned, and there is still a lot left ..."


Chen Ziyang pondered for a moment, and suggested: "How about we fish a few in groups?"


"Well, the operation of the magic circle can last for a while."


"Good!"


Wu Xingwen immediately gave a plan of action.


"We moved to the third floor underground, trying to figure out a way to attract waves of blood races to come and face them. If we encounter any danger, we will immediately return to the second floor!"


Everyone nodded in unison.


Liu Huiying thought of something and looked around.


"Where's Fang Heng? Are you back yet?"


"Don't wait for him, he has the ability to protect himself, let's go first."


After all, Wu Xingwen took the lead and walked into the third basement floor.


As soon as he stepped into the entrance of the third underground floor, several low-level blood races rushed forward.


"Retreat, I'm coming!"


Wu Xingwen shouted, and the muscles of his entire right arm swelled up in the blink of an eye, surging by a few points!


Clenching his fists, he punched forward.


"explosion!"


Wu Xingwen punched those five low-level vampires, and hit the wall behind them violently.


"Walk!"


Wu Xingwen had to rush forward as he took a step forward.


"so on!"


Zhou Lei sensed something, stretched out his hand to stop everyone moving forward, and stared at the passageway ahead.


A voice sounded.


"Who do you think it is? Turns out it was a demon hunter ..."


Looking at the direction of the voice, an old man from the blood clan leaning on a stick slowly walked out from the corner across the hall.


"Because you're here, stay here forever."


Holding the demon hunting talisman in his hand, Zhou Lei said in a deep voice, "Be careful, it is the Blood Marquis.”


"I'm coming!"


Wu Xingwen stepped forward and punched the old man with his fist.


With a strong wind blowing onto his face, the movements of the blood clan old man Dai Ze showed a light that did not match his old body. He jumped away with his toes on the ground.


"madness…"


The old man raised his cane and pointed it towards Wu Xingwen.


thumping! thumping!


As he was struck with a cane, Wu Xingwen felt as if the time around him had halted for a moment, and he heard two very clear heartbeats in his ears.


His heart was like it was being gripped by something.


"But! Bang bang!"


Seeing this, Liu Huiying raised his hand and raised his weapon to shoot.


A silver bullet tattooed with a special magic pattern was fired from the gun.


Dazzle had no choice but to get rid of his crutches.


With light steps, he dodged in the confined hallway space, dodging all the incoming bullets one by one.