My doomsday simulator is invincible

Chapter 151 The Power of a Roar

With the departure of the sharp knife team, the powerhouses of the Zhongtian base were taken out.

The survivors all took up their weapons, took shelters and hid themselves, ready to fight with all their might.

The old, the weak, women and children all hid in buildings and would not participate in the battle.

Seeing the division of labor among the survivors, Zhou Ling couldn't help but nodded silently.

If you really want to fight zombies, everyone's reaction deserves full marks.

But now, it's obviously not necessary.

There are a lot of people in the base, even if the sharp knife team left, there are still more than 30 survivors who have the power to fight.

The flame zombie avatar brought only 30 zombies, and the two sides fought head-on. To be honest, the outcome is still unknown.

Zhou Ling felt that the number of zombies was not enough, and it might not be enough to break through the defense of Zhongtian Base.

Zhou Ling controlled the group of zombies to come over, mainly to gain reputation.

If the survivors are able to hold off the horde of zombies on their own, the simulator will assume that the survivors are not in danger.

They are not in danger, which means that there is no problem of rescue.

Even if Zhou Ling chooses to make a move, there is a high probability that he will not be able to get reputation points.

In order to be sure, after Zhou Ling's flame zombie avatar came here with a group of zombies, he did not rush to attack, but continued to call for zombies from afar.

It was early morning, two hours before dawn.

During this time, the night is extremely quiet and sounds can travel far.

The high-pitched and loud roar of the flame zombie clone spread directly in all directions.

The zombies in the distance didn't belong to the subordinates of the flame zombies, but when they heard the sound from here, they roared instinctively, and then rushed towards the direction of the sound.

In the blink of an eye, another 20 zombies gathered from all directions.

More than half an hour later, the number of zombies exceeded 60, and the flame zombies took the lead, rushing towards the Zhongtian base like a black ocean.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ling finally nodded in satisfaction.

It's okay to make sure the zombies have the power to overwhelm the human survivors.

In the base, many survivors hid behind bunkers, ready to fight with all their might.

However, when they saw the overwhelming number of zombies, they were all terrified.

"Why are there so many zombies?"

That's what's on every survivor's mind.

Originally, they had a hundred times more information and decided to fight to the death.

Seeing the terrifying number of zombies now, he was frightened out of his wits and lost all fighting spirit.

In an instant, the fighting atmosphere in the base became extremely gloomy, and many people began to lower their heads quietly, trying to reduce their sense of presence.

While others were not paying attention, many people began to back away quietly, and then ran towards the distance.

In their view, this base must be lost.

Only fools will stay and defend. Of course, it is important to escape at this time.

For a while, the army was in a state of chaos, and the entire base fell into panic.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Ling nodded secretly. He felt that the time was almost up.

"Humph!"

Zhou Ling jumped forward and was surrounded by flames for a moment, and his momentum rose to the sky for a while.

With a cold snort, the entire space trembled, and many survivors only felt their minds roaring, as if someone had hit their brains hard with a heavy hammer.

Looking at the group of zombies in the distance, when they heard Zhou Ling's cold snort, they were all frightened and stood still, and then fled in all directions.

Under the shocked gazes of all the survivors, the tide-like group of zombies was just scared away.

The survivors didn't even know that it was Zhou Ling's flame zombie avatar who gave the zombie boys the order to retreat.

[Congratulations to the host, reputation +826245.]

Seeing the handwriting reminder appearing in the simulator, Zhou Ling immediately showed great joy.

Although it took a lot of trouble to earn reputation points, the effect is still obvious.

All of a sudden, it was more than 80 prestige points, which was much higher than the efficiency of opening and closing the door before.

At this time, happy cheers from the survivors came from the base.

Zhou Ling's cold snort just now was like thunder from the sky, scaring away more than 60 zombies.

With such a strong boss, do you still have anything to be afraid of?
As a result, everyone no longer cared about the rule of 'no loud noise', and began to revel excitedly.

Many people, with tears on their faces, knelt and kowtowed to the flame figure in the sky, expressing their heartfelt thanks one by one.

More people embraced each other, celebrating the joy of the rest of their lives.

Looking at the carnival people, Zhou Ling couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's too early to be happy now, isn't it?"

So, Zhou Ling's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

The survivors in the base continued to revel, and people lit torches to celebrate the first big victory.

They suddenly felt that zombies were nothing more than that.

At the same time, the group of zombies that had escaped for more than ten kilometers gathered together again. The area covered by 60 zombies was huge, and the wilderness was densely packed with zombies.

Soon, these zombies, led by the flame zombie clone, charged towards the Zhongtian base again.

Ten minutes later, the zombie army descended again.

The carnival human survivors in the base fell into panic again.

However, this time the panic was different from the first time.

At the first time, although the survivors panicked, many of them still maintained their fighting spirit, preparing to fight the zombies to the death.

But this time, all the survivors were watching, and many survivors were shouting anxiously.

"Boss, why don't you come out!"

"Boss, come out quickly, the zombie group is coming again."

"Oh, the boss must have left the base, what should we do?"

"No, why don't we run, or everyone will die."

Just as many survivors were discussing, the familiar voice reappeared.

The blazing flame lit up the sky, like the sun in the dark night, dispelling the darkness in the hearts of the survivors.

Zhou Ling's body was volleyed in the air, hanging above the base, his piercing eyes stared directly at the group of zombies, creating an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

"roll!"

The sound was as loud as thunder, and the power of the roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The zombies that had just rushed over all looked frightened. They seemed to be frightened and began to run away crazily.

At this moment, Zhou Ling couldn't help showing a weird expression.

Because, when he shouted to get lost just now, he was shouting to the flame zombie clone.

It feels like scolding yourself.

Feeling slightly stupid.

But it doesn't matter, it's all about reputation.

[Congratulations to the host, reputation +826245.]

More than 80 reputation points arrived in the account again, and Zhou Ling finally showed a knowing smile.

This is a rare opportunity, this time we must do it a few more times.

(End of this chapter)