Ultimate Zombies

ultimate zombie

Chapter 34 Village, our hunting ground

"Boss Wuming, let's take everyone in. You are the best, my idol." Seeing Wuming's arrival, a group of players came to entangle them. In the distance was the group of forces participating in sharing the spoils, but few scattered players dared to participate. Phew, anyone who comes near will be warned.

Shaking his head, without saying anything, Wuming walked forward. These players were very unwilling to do so. Some of them cursed in a low voice, and most of them followed Wuming directly.

When Wuming turned around, a few players stepped back. As soon as they turned around, these players came together again. Are there so many first-level and twenty-level players now? Wuming was a little puzzled.

He had no choice but to pay attention to them because he wanted to kill them. Wuming immediately speeded up, but these people followed closely without being polite at all.

As soon as he got closer, the yellow paper charms attached to the heads of the scarecrows around the vegetable field gave off a faint yellow light, shrouding the scarecrows. The thing immediately came to life, picked up the rake and rushed towards Wuming.

Wuming took out the bone sword and saw the scarecrow swinging out the rake. He immediately stepped back and the rake missed. Then he moved forward with his sword, back and forth, moving like water. He didn't even waste a drop of blood. The other players watched. They were amazed, and soon those players also took action.

Wuming led a group of scattered players to charge, and soon there were a lot of straws in the ground, and they began to move forward slowly. In other places, those forces cooperated better, and because they came earlier, they obviously rushed forward than Wuming.

The further you go, the more scarecrows there are in the vegetable field, and they seem to regenerate blood faster. But here, the closer you get, the more uncomfortable Wuming feels. I believe that other players are losing blood faster.

Fortunately, these scarecrows are gone once they are eliminated and will not resurrect.

As he continued to kill like this, there were fewer and fewer players behind Wuming. They all retreated due to lack of blood, which made his progress even slower.

Those forces on that side had players taking turns to change. They seemed to have been prepared, and they were just getting closer and closer to the village.

As time went by, it was not far from dawn. After the killings in the middle of the night, Wuming had a general understanding of this place. Not far away, the leader of the alliance Iron Fist, the five brothers of Whose family, the three beast souls, and some Masters from other forces came to replace other players, and it seemed that they were making a final push.

With their joining, the group of people moved forward much faster. A large number of scarecrows were eliminated without much blood cost, and they fought all the way to the village.

"It's almost done!" Estimating according to the time, the group of people stopped soon, discussed for a while, and began to retreat reluctantly. They had no choice but to continue to waste blood according to the time. They really couldn't stand it. After all, it was impossible. Everyone has a magic weapon to protect their body, even the original fruit pie couldn't do it.

Wuming couldn't fight in alone, but fortunately these scarecrows had enough experience. It was almost dawn, so he activated his God-given skills and sank into the ground.

Seeing Wuming sinking into the ground from a distance, those people sneered, some even muttered a few words, and then quickly moved away.

As soon as he entered the underground, Wuming immediately felt that something was wrong. The earthly father-in-law's magical aura underground was obviously much stronger than the outside world. His advanced escape was actually difficult to move. Fortunately, he was already at the second level and did not continue to waste blood. No wonder. Players who haven't mastered ground escape seem to have suffered a lot if they do this.

At this time, Wuming was under the vegetable field, still far away from the village. He hesitated for a moment and hid here instead of going out.

Soon, the sky began to light up. Not even a single ghost of the zombies or skeleton players was left outside. A large number of villagers came out of the village. Accompanied by the roar of domestic dogs, the village seemed much livelier. Nameless He carefully listened to the scene outside. As a high-level Escaper, he could already roughly see some scenes in the outside world. As the day dawned, the earth's father-in-law's divine power became much stronger. Wuming was unable to move underground. This was a high-level Escaper. .

"These monsters are getting more and more rampant." The villagers murmured, picking up the straw on the ground and tying it up. In just over an hour, all the scarecrows were restored to their original positions, and the villagers immediately started a new one. During their daily routine, a few young Taoist priests put talismans on the heads of these scarecrows again. Fortunately, they didn't seem to notice Wuming underground, and they were chatting and working even when they got close.

It was impossible to tell their strength level, which made Wuming lament again that it was really inconvenient not to have detection skills.

The surrounding villagers were working in the nearby vegetable fields, and there were also a few hunters heading into the distance. They were chatting and working at the same time. Wuming underground had no chance at all, unless he was willing to alert the snake, but as a professional player, this I still have some patience, but the only trouble is that at noon, even the second-level Wuming started to lose blood. Fortunately, it didn't last long, and it cost nearly a thousand blood.

In this way, Wuming experienced the pastoral life for a day. When the sun was about to go down, they packed up their tools and headed back.

"Zhang Laoqi, aren't you going back?"

"I'll go back after weeding this area." A little old man waved his hand.

Soon, the other figures had disappeared, and the little old man was still there concentrating on weeding.

Unfortunately, the little old man was not only neither close nor far away, but he was also facing Wuming. Seeing him hoeing the ground so seriously, Wuming climbed out carefully. As expected, he was too serious about his work and didn't notice him. He hurriedly He walked to the side, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around, but there was no one around.

There was no time to hesitate at this time. In three steps and two steps, Wuming covered the old man's mouth from behind and bit his neck at the same time.

The old man struggled, but for Wuming, he was very powerless. The blood-sucking skills were activated, and the powerful corpse poison could be activated. In just a few seconds, the old man stopped moving. To Wuming's surprise, he didn't regain much blood. At first glance, the old man stopped moving. .

Farmer: Zhang Laoqi (level 10, corpse)

Strength: 2, Attack: 4-10

Stamina: 2, HP: ninety-five/ninety-five

Agility: 1, Speed: 5

Special ability: Intermediate level of farming (omitted)

He only has less than 100 drops of blood, and his only ability is farming. However, there are also levels one and ten, which is normal. It is recognized that humans have less blood. The second-level sword cultivator only has 500 drops of blood, but humans also have many advantages. .

Fortunately, just after death, people can still drink blood to replenish themselves, which also saves precious potions.

This kind of NPC can give a lot of experience, but at the same time, the evil effect has been increased by 3, which makes Wuming very unhappy. He puts the old man's body into the coffin and carefully touches the village.