Everyone goes about their own business, it’s chaotic and unproductive.
In the midst of this rolling torrent, Mai Fan ran against the crowd and ran to the base of the wall.
He took out his hook and tiger claw and threw it onto the city wall.
Together with Ah Nan, Zhi Zhi quickly climbed to the top of the city wall.
The guard above was startled.
After seeing who was coming clearly, someone shouted loudly: "What are you doing!"
Mai Fan replied loudly: "Here to help!!"
"This is our first line of defense. We must defend this place for the millions of compatriots behind us!!"
After saying that, Mai Fan, under the cover of the wall's protective shield, fired the hidden weapon crazily towards the bottom of the city wall.
Not to mention, Mai Fan's hidden weapon is very effective against low-level zombies.
The low-level zombies that were used as cannon fodder fell down all of a sudden.
The guards on the city wall were stunned.
Are there still such neuroses nowadays?
If they didn't know that the city wall was the safest place, they would have run away long ago.
Others were worried about running too slow, so how could anyone rush over to support me?
No one wants to deal with a psychopath.
There was silence around Mai Fan.
With no one to disturb him, Mai Fan could finally take a good look at what was happening outside.
Zombies, endless zombies.
Among these zombies, there are some special zombies that you can tell are the leaders at a glance.
The number is not small, and judging by their behavior and eyes, they all look smart.
They look quite happy, and they are sure to win if they attack the circle.
Mai Fan once again targeted those special zombies and discovered that there were class differences among them.
Some with slightly less abilities are driven by stronger zombies.
They stayed away from the high-level zombies and followed the instructions cautiously.
The situation is not good.
Mai Fan looked at the progress of his mission and saw these scenes, which directly made his mission progress reach 70%.
It seems that the opinions of this world are really related to zombies.
I just don’t know if submitting it like this will allow them to leave this world.
Didi, I tried it, but it doesn’t work.
So where is the remaining 30%?
Mr. Wen, who quietly climbed to the wall at the other end, was also puzzled.
He began to look for Mai Fan and Anan.
Because, looking at this inexplicable progress bar, it should have been completed by the two surviving players.
It seems that these two people are quite capable.
If we get together with them, we might be able to accomplish the final mission.
Allow him to successfully return to his original world.
Over there, watching.
The city wall is very high and the sight line is very wide.
Mr. Wen soon discovered the traces of Mai Fan and Anan.
He was ready to join these two men.
At this time, the big shots in the circle were also alarmed.
"How is this possible? We have signed an agreement."
"They didn't keep the contract."
"Is now the time to talk about this? What we need to think about now is how to save ourselves."
"I have no way to automatically log out here, what about you?"
"There is no way, we are in a state of disconnection."
"Me too." "Me too."
Everyone looked at each other, and a feeling called panic spread among everyone.
"Looks like we only have one path left."
"Either we defeat the disgusting group of guys outside and become the real controller of this world, or we are completely wiped out by the group of guys outside... This is our final outcome in this world."
“I didn’t think chaos would be my end.”
"I didn't expect that the zombies in this world would evolve to the point where they could bring a dead world back to life."
"There is no other way. Even if it is to save ourselves, we must talk to the other party."
"How is it? Can we contact it?"
That one is the supreme leader of the zombies.
It is also an intelligent zombie that once signed a friendly and peaceful coexistence agreement with humans.
There, there is a human communicator.
The purpose is that if there is any misunderstanding, or someone is trapped outside the circle, you can contact the other party, communicate and negotiate, and rescue your own person.
This was still a baby, and it was a pretty good business.
Unexpectedly, this has now become their only hope for survival.
"Dudu."
The communicator was connected, and the zombie on the other side picked up the phone.
"Is it Ayong? My old friend."
After a long silence, the person over there responded: "Haha, are you talking about the zombie that was eaten by me?"
"He's nothing more than a stupid, cowardly former leader."
"As a zombie, he can actually develop feelings for humans."
"They also want to build a nation of human-like zombies in this world."
"You're kidding, how can hunter and prey coexist peacefully?"
"You low-class foodies still occupy such a large piece of rich land and live in comfort."
"Just thinking about it gives me a headache."
"So I ate your friend Ayong."
"Although he is not very smart, he is still very powerful."
"Thanks to your friend, I have completely broken through some shackles."
"This world has given me the clearest feedback. Do you want to hear it?"
"Then drive all these outsiders out."
"This world does not need pioneers, it does not need slaves of the Lord God, and it does not need humans."
"Our world belongs to us."
"So in order to fulfill the wish of this world, I will trouble you to die."
An arrogant laughter came from the communicator.
The negotiators knew there was no way around it.
What to do next?
"Kill this madman, kill this leader, and the group will be leaderless, and it will return to the original situation."
"Maybe we'll find another kind zombie and make the rules a little stricter."
"As the party that broke their trust, they should encircle us to an expanded level."
Everyone was nodding in agreement, but in fact, they were thinking in their hearts: When this matter is really settled, they would leave this damn world as soon as possible.
Who wants to be crazy here, just go crazy here, they want to live a few more years.
Several joint pioneers got up and moved towards the direction of the zombie attack.
They called on the best players in their sphere of influence and all their subordinates.
Several of the most eloquent commanders arrived at the press center.
Not long after, everyone in the circle received the same message at the same time.
The message provides a simple explanation of the current situation.
And the situation that everyone will face next.
Let me tell you, everyone will not be a spectator.
They are all deeply involved.
If you want to survive, there is only one way to choose.
That is to drive the invading zombies back out of the circle.
