First Player

Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven

Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven · "Precognitive Dreams."

The next day, after a night's rest, Yueyue woke up very early.

She was gnawing on a chocolate bar at the table, bit by bit from top to bottom, eating the shell first and then the core, as if she was performing some kind of ritual.

Su Mingan pushed open the door and saw her.

The barrage always talks about the cp relationship between the two of them, which makes him feel disrespected. In his eyes, she is just a comrade-in-arms Yueyue, not a "beautiful girl who can cp", even if she is a rough and burly man, in his eyes there is no difference.

He never sees people differently because of their appearance or gender.

"Good morning, today we are going to the Central Hospital." Su Mingan rubbed his eyes.

"I had a bad dream." Yueyue said.

She has often had some weird dreams since she was a child.

It’s like dreaming that it will rain heavily the next day, or dreaming that the school’s power outage will cause a power outage the next day... She searched the Internet, and people say this is called "precognitive dream", and some people will do this kind of dream. Dream.

She had a nightmare last night, dreaming that she would die...

"I found the location of the Central Hospital, which should be the key clue point." Su Mingan didn't pay attention to her words.

"How did you find it?" Yueyue asked.

Su Mingan waved to the outside, and an identical Su Mingan pushed the door and walked in.

Yueyue was stunned for a while before she realized what Su Mingan's skill was - Clone, such a powerful skill, must cost a lot.

She suddenly thought of the figure who gave a speech above hundreds of millions of creatures on the day the game started. In fact, at that time, she felt that this way of speaking was very similar to him.

It turned out that what he said before was true.

Su Mingan put his hand on the avatar, then retracted it, relieving the pain of dizziness.

Because of this avatar, he was very tired all night last night, and it was difficult for him to have a normal conversation.

After the two packed up, they opened the door. Today, the zombie crisis seems to have erupted suddenly, and there are many wandering zombies during the day.

Along the way, they heard countless screams and the hoarse howls of zombies.

When passing by a block, Su Mingan saw a dying player.

This player's skill seems to be to summon white birds, and countless white birds surround him to help him block the attacks of the surrounding zombies.

The bird corpses are like scattered day and morning stars, one by one, scattered on the ground, like using the ground as the universe, constructing thousands of silver and white constellations, the red and white bird corpses are star points, dragged out The bright red blood is the link of the star lines.

——And the player dragged a long bright red tail, as if crawling towards the end of the universe, like a golden-red meteor falling from among the constellations.

"You..." Just as Su Mingan was about to kill the zombie, he found that the player suddenly broke his neck and committed suicide.

"He should have known that there was no hope of survival and that he would become an audience, so he committed suicide decisively, so as to avoid being tortured by zombies later." Yueyue said looking at this scene.

Su Mingan frowned slightly.

Sure enough, in this game, there are only players who cannot adapt to the game. There are also players who are extremely adaptable to the rules.

This is a long battle.

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【World Game Remaining Players: 618507328】

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[It hurts...don't stab me with the scalpel, don't stab me. 】

[The people in the white coats said that I was a monster, that people like me who could resist the zombie virus were monsters. 】

【However, if I were a powerful monster, I could break through the glass of the operating room and get out, right? 】

【…】

[I'm not a monster, so I can't get out. 】

[It's so ironic. 】