I Have a Doomsday City

This is a pale golden porcelain jar with gold foil on the surface and engraved with countless painful and distorted human faces. Looking from a distance, it gives a very strange feeling. People with dense phobia will definitely see it. Feeling sick.

Song Jian walked slowly towards this porcelain pot, and the closer he got to it, the more dangerous he felt in his heart, and there was always a cold and bitter feeling around him, as if there was not a porcelain pot in front, but a large piece Years of ice.

"Maybe this is the treasure box in the game, which can open good things!" Song Jian's eyes flashed, and silver-quality, golden-quality treasures appeared in his mind;

If you look closely, there seems to be some stiffness in his eyes, as if being dragged forward by something.

When he came to the dressing table, Song Jian reached out and touched the porcelain jar.

Hiss

The black smoke in the shape of human faces floated out of the porcelain pot, and each human face uttered a mourning sorrow, seemingly enduring torture, and had collapsed.

"Come, join us, join us, join ..."

"I am free, I am free, I am so hungry ..."

"Kill you, kill all, kill all ..."

...

Song Jian's ears began to be filled with the roar and shouts of countless people, as if a large group of people were circling him, constantly roaring, disturbing him, and his eyes began to fill with bloodshots.

The plumes of smoke from the faces floated above the porcelain cans, and they began to converge, biting and gnawing at each other, and finally condensing into a resentful face, staring at Song Jian.

Song Jian had a splitting headache, his chest seemed to be pressed against a big rock, and he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't vomit anything. The mental attack was like the tide was coming towards him, just when he was about to resist and was about to collapse, A cool energy emerged in the middle, and all the negative energy was expelled instantly.

Song Jian regained his mind, panting heavily, sweating all over his face, and just now, after going through a life-and-death disaster, he was almost deprived of his mind!

Looking up at the face of the uncle, Song Jian flashed a killing in his eyes, and his left hand was raised.

"Oh ~"

A silver sword gas swept away towards the human face floating in the air;

The corners of his face rose slightly, and a flash of playfulness flashed in his eyes: "Your attack has no effect on me, mortal, give your body and let me ..."

Uh ~

The silver swordman flickered, splitting his face in half, countless thick smoke erupted from the fractured wound, and his face looked horrified: "How could that be ..."

Uh ~

The face turned into a cloud of black smoke, constantly tumbling in the air, and seemed to want to reunite, but eventually dissipated.

The cold and bitter sensation also began to fade away gradually, and the golden light on the surface of the porcelain pot gradually faded;

Click ~

A crack appeared on the surface of the porcelain pot, and the cracking sounds continued. The entire surface of the porcelain pot was like a spider's web, covered with cracks, and a decaying breath permeated from the porcelain pot.

Uh ~

The porcelain jar suddenly exploded, and a pile of gray-black powder spilled out of the porcelain jar.

"It feels a bit like the ashes burned after the monsters died?" Song Jian looked at the flowing powder with a gloom.

This time, the benefits were missed, but he almost lost his life, which made Song Jian feel a little upset.

"Wow, wow ~"

The porcelain pot burst, and the gray and black powder constantly poured out. It had begun to flow from the dressing table to the ground. Song Jian had started searching for other furniture in the room. These were all places where materials could be found.

"A bottle of mineral water, a bag of potato chips, nothing else!" Song Jian shook his head and shoved the two items into the parcel box.

Now the novice area can find fewer and fewer materials. Only these high-level areas can find these food, drink, and in the novice area, these things that can fill the stomach, the price has started to rise slightly.

"Go to other dressing rooms, maybe you can search for good things!" Song Jian secretly said as he was about to leave, glanced at the dressing table inadvertently, and a flash of light bloomed from the black ash in the broken porcelain pot come out.

"Well, there's something in it!" Song Jian's eyes brightened, he walked quickly to the porcelain pot with only one base left, reached out and pulled twice in the black and gray, and found a stone with a silver light shining from it. .

This stone is milky white, translucent, and has a smooth surface, just like a cobblestone. The surface of this stone is engraved with the word "technology".

"This is ..." Song Jian held the stone and frowned slightly. This was the first time he encountered such a thing, and was a little surprised.

But soon, the attributes of the stone appeared before his eyes.

"Sniper Skill Stone: Critical Strike, Learning Condition: Sniper Class, Level 15 required; Use Effect: After using, you can learn skills, Critical Strike! Critical Strike: Consume 80% of blood value, causing damage to the target 280% critical strike damage, hits the target's physical vitality, and can stack critical attack damage; "

"Sniper's skill stone? This skill is a bit horrible. One kilometer away, one shot spike. This is probably the core skill of the sniper profession. A fatal blow, it really is a fatal blow!" Song Jian was surprised, This skill stone is too precious. Even if Song Jian is so scary, he is a little worried that he will be spiked, not to mention other players with only one hundred points and two hundred points of blood value.

"This skill, even if it's rotten in the warehouse, can't be sold!" Song Jian grasped the skill stone tightly and thought about it for a long time before putting it in the parcel box.

Although I searched for a good thing, it didn't help Song Jian's strength improvement. Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After leaving this dressing room, Song Jian searched the whole backstage dressing room of the theater, and it was very rewarding. Not only did he find a lot of food and water, but he also found a pharmaceutical material. Using the portable pharmaceutical workbench, Song Jian also produced three bottles of fragile medicine of excellent quality.

Through a corridor, a wooden door that had been damaged in half was pushed open. Song Jian came to the large and spacious front hall, and looked around. There were about 2,000 square meters. There were thousands of seats in the front hall of the stage, but now it is damaged. A lot.

Uh ~

There were several low-pitched calls in the hall, and Song Jian's eyes narrowed. He found that under the seat in the hall, there were many monsters who were sleeping soundly.

These monsters look like a year-old child, wearing clothes made of simple gray cloth, which are full of stains and are very damaged.

Behind them, they all have a large pair of black bat wings, which looks like a huge bat;

"Batwing zombies, these are all batwing zombies!" Song Jian was startled and hurried back;

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