My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 202 Zombie Tide

Under the dark clouds, the smoke from the cooking was curling up, and the aroma of barbecue wafted from the street in front of the martial arts hall.

While eating meat, everyone chatted loudly, laughing and laughing continuously, which was in stark contrast to the bleak and depressing scene around them.

Opposite the entrance of Xianren Commercial Street is the west gate of Jiangnan University, and there are also some people stationed at this time to guard it.

Baoyou moved his nose, sniffing the tempting fragrance, his stomach growled unconsciously, his fat face showed bitterness, he wanted to go over for a meal but he was afraid of attracting Guan Shanpeng's attention, so he would find an excuse to punish him .

Guan Shanpeng asked Bao You to supervise the three weak teams, 35, 34, and 33.

There was a lot of reduction in staff at the beginning, and now there are only about 200 people in total, which is about the same number as Mo Ming's team, but the quality is far inferior to that of the first team of students.

This ability is considered to be at the bottom of all supervision, but it is obviously deliberately making things difficult for him to guard such a key position as Ximen. It is uncomfortable to see him and Mo Ming getting close.

They also worked hard to build fortifications today, but they could only eat the dry food they brought.

But on the other side, they can enjoy the barbecue feast of monster meat and aura ingredients, making their mouths water and envy.

"It smells so good. There are so many people eating barbecue, how many fresh ingredients do you have to bring? The system space is only one cubic meter, how can it fit?" the coach of Team 35 asked in puzzlement.

They have to plan their space carefully and try to pack essentials and cost-effective things.

In terms of food, the kind of compressed dry food that is small and convenient to satisfy the hunger is most suitable for survival in the secret realm. Mo Ming's way of holding a barbecue party is obviously too extravagant.

Bao You chuckled: "What is this? You guys don't understand Brother Ming's skills. The monsters in the entire Wudao can be packed and taken away by Brother Ming."

Several people were shocked.

The coach of Team 34 rolled his eyes, rubbed his hands together and said, "Hey, Supervisor Bao, you have such a good relationship with Coach Mo, can you ask for some barbecue for everyone to try?"

The coach of the 33rd team felt blessed, and immediately said: "By the way, don't we happen to be in the same door? It's also necessary to visit and connect with each other. We can go to Coach Mo's to discuss the barbecue, ah no, how to cooperate to eradicate zombies."

Baoyou squinted his eyes, and looked at the patrolling personnel not far away, and everyone immediately fell silent.

Guan Shanpeng appointed the 2nd and 6th teams taught by Mo Ming as patrol teams, and set them up at the Ximen training ground.

The movements on their side can be clearly seen. Once they are found to be in contact with Mo Ming, they may be treated as "collaborators".

Mo Ming could ignore Guan Shanpeng, but they were limited in strength, so they could only submit to others, suppressing their inner dissatisfaction and letting out a helpless sigh.

On the other side, Mo Ming was sitting at the barbecue grill leisurely, while several fire power users were grilling the ingredients.

His eyes were condensed with true energy, and his eyes were like torches. He passed through the layers of fortifications and the darkening sky, and saw the scene on the side of Ximen, and he couldn't help smiling.

"Coach, the Assistant Teacher Bao from the house next door is probably about to cry. Would you like me to send some?" Hao Lie held his afro head and handed Mo Ming a bunch of freshly roasted monster meat.

Mo Ming smiled and said: "No, he has been eating with you for so long, and he has gained more than ten catties, so he should lose some weight."

Ding Junyi forked a piece of barbecued meat with his sword, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his handsome face: "I don't know how zombie meat tastes like?"

Tong Yao'er was next to Mo Ming. Hearing this, thinking of the disgusting appearance of the zombie, she immediately covered her mouth with her hand, and almost didn't spit out the piece of meat she just ate.

Dai Xiaoli immediately said with a smile that was not a smile: "Ding Junyi, you have a pretty face, you can't tell that you still have this hobby, be careful to scare the nobleman, can you bear it?"

Fan Sheng touched his ugly face, as if he wanted to hide himself in the shadows so as not to be scary.

Suddenly, he heard a roar that was getting closer, reached out and grabbed the steel knife at the side, and said in a slightly lower voice: "Coach, the zombies seem to be coming."

Mo Ming nodded, still calmly said: "A large wave of zombies is coming, and they will arrive at the battlefield in about 5 minutes. It's time for you to pack up and prepare for the battle."

The originally lively scene immediately quieted down, and the atmosphere became a little tense.

Shi Dachui asked tentatively: "Coach, how should we allocate them?"

"It's very simple. One team is in charge of the end of the street, and the others are in charge of the street. Across the street is the west gate of Jiangnan University. You can cooperate with the other party to defend against zombies. It's easy. I'll stay here and monitor the whole field to ensure that your backs will not be attacked. Your life is safe, and the rest of you can take care of yourself."

After Mo Ming finished speaking in one breath, everyone was stunned, as if they hadn't switched their status for a while.

He raised his eyebrows: "Why are you still standing there, let's go, wait for the zombies to cross the fortification?"

Swah——

Mo Ming's one hundred students immediately got up and ran towards the end of the street. Shi Dachui and Wang Ran also hurriedly led them towards the street.

Mo Ming seemed to be okay, eating the delicious barbecue by himself.

A large amount of fog surged out of his body, quickly caught up with the crowd, and swept across the entire commercial street.

The Xianren commercial street is several hundred meters long, and the martial arts hall is right in the middle, with shops on both sides, forming a defensive barrier, and only the entrance and exit are suitable for attack.

In fact, if Mo Ming wanted to, he could even use the mist to cover the breath and figure of the crowd, confuse the zombies, and avoid the threat of the zombies, but that would not be effective for exercise, and it would be even more dangerous when avoidance was absolutely necessary.

As soon as the students arrived at the intersection and set up their positions, they saw zombies pouring in from the street like a tide, as if they were being guided by some invisible force.

They let out bursts of roaring, their eyeballs protruded and covered with bloodshot eyes, flashing scarlet light in the dark night, so densely packed that it made one's scalp numb.

This is a wave of zombies!
Mo Ming also saw this scene clearly through the small mist, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

这群丧尸看着吓人，实际上大部分都是1、2、3级的炮灰，少量4级5级。

After all, on the first day of the opening, the difficulty is not too great, but the number is large, and the main battle is a war of attrition.

In Mo Ming's view, it's more like giving experience, he can easily sweep away by himself, but for these newcomers, the impact is undoubtedly huge.

However, Mo Ming's students quickly calmed down. With Mo Ming as their backing, coupled with the victories in the previous battles, they were full of confidence. Not only were they not afraid, but they gradually became excited and eager to try, as if they were watching the experience of walking one by one. Bag.

bang bang bang-

Three consecutive gunshots suddenly pierced the night sky, sounding the horn of attack.

Zhou Lu stood at the window of the box on the second floor of the Xianren BBQ restaurant, looking down from a high position and having a panoramic view.

Three bullets in a row accurately hit the head of a level 4 zombie, killing him directly by leapfrogging the level.

Roar!
The zombies let out sharp roars, and frantically rushed to the outside trenches, walls and other fortifications.

If you look down from the sky, you can find that a vortex of two zombies, one large and one small, is formed centered on Xianren Commercial Street and Jiangnan University, and they converge and connect at Ximen and Street.

The sound of shouts, gunshots, explosions, roars, and impacts came and went one after another, like a sea of ​​undulating waves.

The zombies filled up the trenches, smashed through the walls, and were fearless of death. After losing a batch in the long-range attacks of shooters and supernatural beings, they finally came into close combat with the ancient warrior genetic warriors.

Zheng Haoran took the lead this time, even braver than Ning Chaofeng.

He held a low-grade magic weapon ghost head knife, with a cold light, the blade was sharp, and it cut the iron like mud. With one knife, he chopped off the head of a level 3 zombie.

"Good knife! Cool!"

Zheng Haoran laughed loudly, and kept slashing and slashing with his knife. Every single zombie became the soul of his sword, and the deterrent effect of the ghost head knife made the surrounding zombies even more afraid.

The other ancient warriors looked enviously at Zheng Haoran's display of supernatural power. The sword was amazingly powerful. In order to get the same reward, they rushed forward screaming.

Under the mist, despite the large number of zombies, they were beaten by the nose by the students, and there were obstacles from the fortifications, which greatly slowed down the advance speed of the zombies.

Every step forward, the zombies will pay a considerable price, and the scene instantly becomes a millstone for flesh and blood.

The bloody evil spirit rose up, arousing the ferocity of the zombies even more.

The bloodshot eyes spread, gradually covering the entire eyeballs, flashing with a biting red light, and the attack suddenly intensified, making the students unable to resist.

At this moment, a sweet song resounded through the scene under the spread of the wind, which quickly calmed people's hearts and weakened the violence and hostility of the zombies.

Nursery rhyme stands lightly on a wall in front of the Xianren BBQ restaurant, with open arms, bravely facing the dark tide of zombies ahead, singing loudly, like an angel spreading its wings, embracing the light, singing holy songs, sacred and inviolable.

"Every time, I am strong in wandering and lonely. Every time, even if I am very hurt, I don't shed tears. I know that I have always had a pair of invisible wings, which take me to fly, and fly through despair..."

Clouds and mist lingered around her, and the hell of death was beneath her feet. Her face was as pure and beautiful as an angel, forming a magical picture of black, white and gray.

He Manyun, who was next to nursery rhymes, was also deeply infected, less scheming and jealous, and more determined to guard.

From time to time, she swung the wind blade to take away the zombies who wanted to get close to hurt Tong Yao'er.

"Get out of here!" Ning Chaofeng raised his shield and smashed it down hard. His strong body over two meters tall blocked Tong Yao'er, swearing to the death.

White silk threads shot out from the mist, and Bai Youwei danced lightly, carrying bloody heads flying in the air.

Hao Lie's fireball pierced through the darkness and splashed brilliant sparks in the zombie tide.

Ding Junyi holds a sharp sword, Fan Sheng holds a knife in both hands, Qin Tao shoots steadily, Ye Xiaolu's ponytail dances, Dai Xiaoli winks like a fox...

Everyone is doing their best to hold onto the line of defense that Tong Yao'er is standing on. No matter how fierce the waves of zombies hit, they will never move.

The mist surged, and Mo Ming saw all this, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved into a satisfied arc.

This month's painstaking effort was not in vain. Although it was fun for him to venture out on his own, it was also interesting to have such a group of outstanding students following him.

However, these guys are still too weak after all. If they continue like this, their strength will be exhausted sooner or later.

The higher-level zombies in the rear are also getting closer, waiting for the moment when they are exhausted to launch a final fatal attack.

Mo Ming's zhenqi suddenly spread along the mist like a tide. At the same time, he also took out the spirit stone and Yunling grass, crushed them into strands of pure aura, injected them into each student's body, and quickly restored their vitality. strength and injury.

"It's the coach!"

Everyone was determined, fought more bravely, fearless, harvested the heads of zombies, and gained a lot of experience.

A few level 5 zombies roared and charged forward, trying to tear apart this impenetrable defense, but they were surrounded by gray fog and lost their target in an instant.

The mist turned into sharp snake teeth, which pierced deeply into the foreheads of the zombies, ending their existence.

Whenever someone's life is in danger, the gray mist will also condense into a solid body to resist, or draw them into the rear, ensuring that they have no worries and give it a go.

The 100 people in the first team at the end of the street received comprehensive care from Mo Ming, providing assistance, supplies, and life-saving, so that they could maintain a high-intensity battle on the front line.

The nearly 36 members of the 38th and [-]th teams on the street only have a certain amount of support and guarantee, and it is difficult to rejoin the battlefield once they are injured and retreat.

The two coaches, Shi Dachui and Wang Ran, could only go into battle in person and fight tooth and nail to give their students more opportunities.

As for the Jiangnan University teams, it was even worse.

Ordinary students can't stop the zombies' ferocious attack at all. Even if the coach does it, it may be impossible to defend against it, resulting in the death of the students. They must be supervised and swept the scene with strong strength to gain a breathing space.

But even so, losses are unavoidable, and the bright lights disappear into the night.

Some people stayed in this bloody night forever, mutated into zombies, and were killed by their companions again.

It's only the first day of Dead Rising Rift!
After an unknown amount of time, the ground seemed to be filled with zombie corpses, and people were all dying.

The tide of zombies finally subsided slowly, the violent tide gradually receded and disappeared, and the world was finally clean, returning to that oppressive silence.

Everyone was exhausted and did not dare to relax. They were waiting for the next day, but they were so sleepy that they fell asleep without knowing it. When they opened their eyes again, the dark clouds gradually dispersed and the sky brightened.

They saw an astonishing scene.

The headless zombies piled up all over the ground suddenly began to rot and decompose, turning into pools of flesh and blood, sinking into the ground.

The ground of this city is like a terrifying monster, opening its huge mouth to swallow up all the dead zombies.

There seems to be an invisible big hand lurking in the darkness, stirring up the turbulent undercurrent.

Mo Ming stood on the top of the martial arts hall, and the gray mist poured into his body like a whirling cloud. Until now, he showed a dignified expression for the first time, feeling the hidden threat.

Who is manipulating all this?Could it be the owner of the zombie lair outside the city?Or is the system refreshed normally?

Follow the system's mission in three steps. First, establish a base and stick to it for seven days, then contact other forces to eliminate the zombies in the city, and finally go to the zombie lair to eradicate the final boss.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

After the zombies are killed and disappear, will they all flow to the zombie lair? Will this strengthen that person's strength?
When they killed all the zombies, did they just fall into the opponent's plot?

If he is a mainstream professional, he may also be able to absorb a large amount of experience in this way, advance to a higher level, and then fight the opponent.

But he is a cultivator!

He had been stuck in the Qi Refining Realm for a long time, and he didn't want to wait any longer. What's more, he knew that the key medicine to break through to Foundation Establishment was in the zombie lair.

Only when he advances to Foundation Establishment can he continue to practice and be sure enough to win that existence!

Can you sneak into the lair first and get the elixir?
But this will inevitably lead to an early encounter with that terrifying existence, which is a huge risk.

Without the elixir, he can't be promoted to Foundation Establishment, he might die, and if he wants to get the elixir, he might die...

It's over, it's deadlocked, what should I do?
(End of this chapter)