Actually, for 2000 points.
In addition to these basic fighting skills, Lin Mo has another option - buy a pistol.
[Type 92 Pistol], price: 2000 points.
[Type 92 pistol bullet], price: 1 round/1 point.
At this stage, if he had a gun, his ability to protect himself would be greatly improved.
But after careful consideration, Lin Mo gave up the idea.
There are three reasons.
First, he originally planned to wait until the situation stabilized to get a gun.
If the plan is successful, he should be able to get a lot of guns and bullets, so there is no need to spend hard-earned points to buy guns.
Second, bullets are consumables and not cheap.
With his current points, if he buys a gun, he can only buy up to 69 rounds of ammunition.
And he has never been exposed to firearms before. With his shooting skills, I am afraid that several shots may not be able to kill a zombie.
In other words, if he shoots zombies, he will probably end up with more points than he can make ends meet.
And once the bullets run out and he doesn't have the points to buy it, the gun becomes a decoration.
Third, and most importantly.
The gun is just an external force, but the skills can actually improve his combat effectiveness, and it is a permanent improvement.
So, after careful thinking.
Lin Mo finally spent 2,000 points to purchase [Free Fighting (Elementary)].
The reason why he chose free fighting instead of boxing, kicking, Sanda and other skills was because of the point that he valued most before - comprehensiveness.
Boxing, as the name suggests, mainly uses fists.
Legs, mainly using legs.
In Sanda, both fists and legs are used, but the use of knees and elbows is limited.
There are other basic fighting skills that also have similar drawbacks.
Relatively speaking, free fighting may not be the strongest, but it must be the most comprehensive and widely applicable.
At the same time, it is also the most suitable for Lin Mo's current situation.
[Congratulations to the host, you spent 2,000 points and successfully purchased the skill. 】
The moment the system prompt sounded, Lin Mo's points directly changed to 69.
At the same time, a large amount of information about free fighting suddenly emerged in his mind, and the muscles in various parts of his body began to tremble continuously...
The whole process lasted about three minutes.
Then, Lin Mo felt that the technical information of free fighting was as clear as imprinted in his mind.
He stood up and tried to punch and kick his legs.
His fists and feet broke through the air, making a slight whistling sound, showing his considerable strength.
The most important thing is that he has never practiced boxing or kicking before, but now he feels like he can easily punch and kick, as if he has practiced it thousands of times and formed muscle memory.
This feeling is simply too good!
"Now, if I encounter zombies again, I should be able to face them as easily as Tang Ya." Lin Mo smiled, picked up a portion of self-heating rice that had been heated, and ate it in big gulps.
The portion he ate was mushroom beef.
Of course, the taste is incomparable to freshly fried ones, but under the current environment, it is already very good to be able to eat this.
at the same time.
Floor 106.
Smelling the aroma coming from upstairs, Tang Ya couldn't help but swallow her saliva and muttered: "This kid, who eats and drinks all day long, doesn't know how to save anything."
After saying this, she looked at the fat man not far away who was swallowing saliva smelling the aroma of rice. Her expression changed slightly and became a little playful.
Lin Mo was only half full after finishing one portion, and then ate the second portion of Kung Pao Chicken before lying down in his sleeping bag with satisfaction.
Then he started thinking about his plans for tomorrow.
Now more than 30 hours have passed since the end of the world began.
At this time, those who should have turned into zombies were already zombies, and those who were lucky enough to survive had gradually figured out the situation after the initial panic and panic.
But at the same time, these survivors have not eaten for more than 30 hours.
So what follows should be a bloody elimination period.
A large proportion of those who survive will die in the process of searching for food.
And this will also be a process of survival of the fittest, and some strong humans should emerge from this process.
"Maybe I have to go to the police station or the armed police force as soon as possible." Lin Mo thought to himself.
He was not the only one who knew there were guns in these two places.
He was definitely not the only one who could think of going to these two places to get guns.
At first, he wanted to wait until the situation stabilized before going.
But if the situation develops as he suspected, then someone may already be thinking about those guns.
Therefore, he must hurry up.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo sat up again, took out a map of Mingzhu City from the system space, turned on the flashlight, and started to read it carefully.
The map shows that there are a total of 10 armed police detachments in Mingzhu City.
Among them, the third detachment is closest to the Financial Building, and the distance on the map is about twelve kilometers.
Lin Mo frowned.
This distance is not that far under normal circumstances and can be reached in 20 minutes by car.
But in the apocalypse, it is likely to be a natural chasm.
In the sudden apocalypse, the streets were full of "car ruins" piled up due to collisions. Even if he had a car, it would be difficult to pass.
There are also zombies running rampant.
Zombies are very sensitive to sounds and smells. Once he disturbs a zombie while traveling, he will most likely be greeted by an entire zombie army.
"So, if you want to get a gun, you must not act rashly, you must make a detailed plan."
Lin Mo put away the map and flashlight, checked the stairwell layout again, made sure it was OK, and then went to sleep.
I don’t know how long I slept.
"ah--"
A scream woke up Lin Mo from his sleep.
He suddenly stood up, picked up the mace and flashlight placed next to his sleeping bag, and looked in the direction where the screams came from.
At the top of the stairs, the fat man he saved today was holding his feet and howling miserably.
From the looks of it, he must have stepped on the thumbtack or mousetrap he placed at the top of the stairs.
