From now on, some players are scratched by Mrs. Zhao and zombies again, and the speed of mutation is still as fast as ever.
In the race against time, Song Qi had no time to think too much because the zombie had already arrived in front of her.
"Are you okay?" Lin Jiahui pulled her over.
Song Qi shook his head, "It's okay, I just feel strange. This old man Zhao is a bit too strong. If he is so powerful, how come the Zhao family is still alive and well?"
When Lin Jiahui asked her to say this, she suddenly felt novel.
Dozens of them were beaten so hard by Mrs. Zhao that they couldn't fight back. Why were the Zhao family not as powerful as them, so one or two of them lived so well.
"When we met Mr. Zhao, he was not as powerful as this. Something must have happened in the middle."
Just as Song Qi finished speaking, the mutated zombie jumped over again.
She picked up the ink fountain and the woodcutter, and quickly chopped off the zombie's head.
These zombies are far inferior to Mr. Zhao, they are just not afraid of the sun.
With this understanding, the players are slightly better off.
Wu Dongfengyun, like Song Qi, is also looking for a way to break the situation. His mind is the fastest among the players.
Old Mrs. Zhao seemed to have forgotten their hatred for blocking the road, and glared at them fiercely.
This short old man was kicking his legs and getting ready to go, not knowing who would be targeted next.
Wu Dong Fengyun couldn't take care of everyone, so some players' mentality collapsed.
"We can't deal with this zombie at all. How do we get out of the village?"
"There is no way to survive in this game."
"I want to leave!"
Some people couldn't stand it and ran directly outside the village.
Wu Dongfengyun cursed lowly, but he couldn't stop them.
If you run around now, won't you die faster? Moreover, Mrs. Zhao has not been buried yet, and the task has not been completed.
Song Qi looked coldly at the direction those people were leaving. It had been several games and he still couldn't figure it out.
"Just tell me what you have in mind." Wu Dong Fengyun looked at Song Qi.
Song Qi glanced at him and said, "I haven't thought of it yet."
She was telling the truth. Time was too tight. At times like this, it was easier to forget the key points.
The villagers who ran away have not returned yet, and they are probably strengthening the village's defenses now.
A gleam of light flashed across Song Qi's eyes, including Mr. Zhao, the Zhao family, the village chief, and the zombies in the Buddhist hall.
Everything she saw in the village slowly became a thread.
Wu Dong Fengyun is waiting for her to figure it out. Song Qi is undoubtedly very reliable among these players.
During the minute Song Qi was thinking, another player was caught by Mrs. Zhao.
A drop of cold sweat fell on Wu Dongfeng Yun's forehead. In the blink of an eye, there were only about twenty people left. This loss was really heavy.
"It's okay, my golden finger can hold on for a while longer." Lin Jiahui said slowly, her face looking a little unhappy.
Summoning three people would be very costly for Lin Jiahui.
Lin Jiahui now feels a little dizzy, as if he is anemic, but the symptoms are not that serious.
Song Qi suddenly raised his head and shouted to the player: "Let him pass! Don't stop him from entering the village!"
Wu Dong Fengyun chose to believe Song Qi's judgment and repeated her words.
The players made way for them, and Mrs. Zhao jumped over, turned to look at them deeply, and then headed towards the village.
"Let's follow." Song Qi said, walking first.
More updates~
(End of chapter)
