The other survivors also shouted: "Yes! When we enter the military safe zone later, we can change some weapons and so on, and then go out to kill monsters, the best mercenary group in the world! Hahahaha!"
Qi Lin just smiled and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll think about it again."
Then he turned to look out the window again, not knowing what he was thinking.
Others looked at Qi Lin's hands tied behind his back, thinking that he was probably not a high-level chosen one, otherwise he would have been unable to bear the grievance and broke away.
Seeing this, the other survivors stopped trying to win over this taciturn man.
Everyone could not help but be attentive to a fourth-level chosen one.
Level 4 is the highest level among the survivors in the car.
Zhen Haoren saw that everyone in the car started to become visibly more active, and smiled happily: "In short, when the personal module is opened, everyone must pay attention to their own development direction."
The survivors in the car once again entered into a lively discussion about forming a team, and fantasizing about which specialization would be able to kill in the future.
The sharp-chinned deputy captain on the passenger seat at the front of the car knocked on the inside of the armored vehicle.
Boom boom.
He turned around and poured cold water on the survivors behind the bars: "This module can only be opened on the tenth-level bronze-level Chosen One. Its main purpose is to stabilize the genetic shackles of our human body and prevent it from evolving too much." The body is about to disintegrate.”
"Everyone should upgrade as much as possible. Always cowardly avoiding battles will not be beneficial to the overall situation of mankind or to one's own development."
"In this world, you can't rely on others for everything."
After the vice-captain finished speaking, he said no more and turned back to look at the thick snow ahead and the fog in the sky in the distance, with a trace of worry on his face.
The vice-captain is different from Zhen Haoren. He sincerely despises these timid survivors who only cowardly avoid fighting.
In his eyes, mud is always mud and cannot hold up the wall.
But Zhen Haoran is always full of hope. He believes that the surviving humans are the hope for the future.
Therefore, he has been trying his best to help these survivors, whether it is telling them some news that will be beneficial in the future, or building a relationship between the survivors and the military to eliminate some barriers.
Zhen Haoren has been insisting on doing this, just like his motto, but do good deeds without worrying about the future.
After hearing the vice-captain's words, the survivors in the car seemed to be stunned for a moment.
Ordinary corpse beasts in the city are becoming more and more rare. Even if there are, they are not the first, second and third level ones who can fight or dare to fight.
As soon as they heard that the personal module could only be opened after reaching the bronze level, they felt that their future sunshine avenue had been cut off.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the carriage was not right, Zhen Haohao pretended to laugh lightly and said, "It is true that everything in this world is not smooth sailing, but everyone must believe in it."
"As long as we work together and work together, the world will definitely get better!"
Zhen Haoren bent his elbows and clenched his fists, looking at the determined expressions on the faces of everyone in the car.
Just as the survivors in the car smiled and nodded in agreement, Zhen Haoren wanted to say something more.
The co-pilot's deputy captain slapped the wall of the car and said anxiously: "Enemies encountered!"
"One o'clock direction! A corpse beast!"
Many survivors in the car looked frightened, lying nervously behind the car window and watching but remained indifferent.
A soldier in the vehicle quickly stood up and opened the baffle on the top of the armored vehicle, and leaned out of the vehicle. Amidst the clicking sound, he held the heavy machine gun with one hand and quickly checked the magazine and loaded it.
The remaining soldiers either quickly checked their weapons and began to prepare for battle, or quickly opened their shooting ports and aimed towards the one o'clock direction.
"Ordinary corpse beast!"
"Visual inspection of the second initial demonization!"
The deputy captain's voice came again.
The armored vehicle immediately stopped moving forward, and Zhen Haoman rushed out from the rear of the vehicle with his steel gun on his back and a spur in his hand.
The other soldiers were also on guard with guns, leaving only the survivors in the car nervously waiting for the outcome of the battle that would determine their fate.
Qi Lin, on the other hand, acted as if he didn't hear anything, just closed his eyes and inspected the ghost harvest in all directions again.
Before getting on the bus, he sent the undead in the space of the dead to clear the way in front of the convoy.
All mutants with skills above level ten were slaughtered by the undead.
Only scattered low-level corpse beasts will be left behind.
For Qi Lin, who is about to reach the 20th silver level, the experience of ordinary low-level corpse beasts is already negligible.
In addition, leaving some ordinary corpse beasts can prevent Zhen Hao from overthinking, so the ordinary corpse beasts were kept by Qi Lin.
For Zhen Haoren, he can deal with these ordinary corpse beasts.
At the same time, these experiences are also valuable to him.
Qi Lin's doing this is equivalent to helping him upgrade in disguise.
For Qi Lin, nothing is more important than his own life.
If there is one, there is only one left.
It was this Zhen Hao who, unlike other survivors who avoided fighting, dared to rush forward alone and engage in close combat.
He was the only one in the previous life, when Qi Lin was in the most distressed, miserable, and most in need of help.
Someone who is still willing to take the initiative to help Qi Lin.
And Zhen Haoren did not let down Qi Lin's kindness.
Injury in close combat equals death. Although it is dangerous, in order to prevent gunshots from causing more danger,
Whenever a corpse beast was encountered along the way, Zhen Haoren would be the first to rush out and fight with it in close combat.
The corpse beast's roar before its death was heard, and the survivors in the car also let out a long sigh of relief.
After Zhen Hao returned from wiping the military spurs, the vehicle continued to move forward.
This went on for half the night.
The sound of the engine always attracts the ordinary scattered corpse beasts that have been missed.
The vehicle stopped and moved forward repeatedly, and Zhen Hao was alone, carrying a military thorn, to face what the survivors saw as the ultimate danger.
As midnight passed, this stop-and-go behavior gradually made the survivors in the car a little numb.
They feel at this moment that the devouring night
as if
Nothing more than that?
For a moment, they even wanted to get out of the car and compete with Zhen Hao for experience.
Even the sharp-chinned co-pilot knocked on the car wall in confusion and asked: "Captain, isn't there something bad in your fortune-telling before setting off?"
"Great evil."
"That's it?"
"Is your big evil accurate?"
At this moment, Zhen Haoran was also wondering, and from time to time he withdrew his wary gaze out of the window.
Looking down at the clean military spurs, he was a little confused. Why didn't he encounter a difficult mutant with skills?
Why are they all ordinary unskilled corpse beasts?
Ordinary corpse beasts and mutants are completely different existences.
Whether it is a corpse beast, a regular demon species, or a chosen one.
In the case of the same attribute points, the difference between those with skills and those without skills is too big.
Even if the enemy is a few levels higher than you, as long as you have one combat skill, you can still successfully kill him by leapfrogging the level.
For Zhen Haoren, ordinary mindless corpse beasts are not the same threat as the swift corpse beasts with ghostly speed after turning on the skills.
Zhen Haoren was also a little confused. He thought about putting the military thorn in place and took out a small cloth bag from his arms.
After opening it, there were three ancient copper coins inside.
There are some complicated text symbols engraved on it. Qi Lin on the side does not understand this and cannot understand it.
Zhen Haoren was seen putting the bronze coins in his hands, then clasping his hands slightly and shaking them.
On Zhen Haoren's face with his eyes closed, he still muttered words: "The hexagram has no intention, the heart has bad luck, and the hexagram is undecided."
Zhen Haoren's nagging look made Qi Lin a little silent.
The latter naturally don't believe this.
He only believes in real power.
After Zhen Hao finished mumbling, he suddenly threw the bronze coins on the ground.
Amidst the clanging sound, everyone in the car looked nervously. After all, they felt that they would rather believe this kind of thing than believe it.
But none of them understood what the copper coins meant.
Qi Lin had closed his eyes and listened carefully to the ghost's report that he had retrieved the psychoactive potion.
While listening, the voice of the ghost boss came from the soul link: "Master, there are a bunch of bats ahead. They are very big and can avoid the arrows of bronze-bone archers. They should be demon species. They are expected to arrive at the master's body in ten minutes. .”
Before Qi Lin could reply, Zhen Haoren next to him said in surprise: "Why is it still so dangerous?!"
Everyone looked sad when they heard this.
After all, no one wants their future path to be a bad one.
"How can this be done?" An older survivor was worried.
After the disaster, people who originally didn't believe in these mythical things gradually began to believe in these things.
As if these things can give them strength and courage.
Or maybe this is a kind of spiritual sustenance?
"A big disaster? I don't believe it." Qi Lin said silently in his heart: "Fate is not destined, destiny should be in the hands of strength!"
Qi Lin turned his head and glanced at Zhen Haoren, who had just put away the copper coins and was looking out the window with his eyebrows kneaded in worry. He smiled and said to him in his heart: "Since the hexagram did not go as expected."
"Then let me clear a bloody path for you."
"Order, with the north direction team as the center, the five surrounding ghost teams will lead the team to the main body as quickly as possible."
"I will obey my master's will!"
"Heifeng, be prepared to fight against the demon species. If necessary, stop pretending. Get rid of the tie. Remember to protect Zhen Hao."
"I will obey my emperor's will!"
