marvel cube player

After trapping Natasha underground, Steve was ready to pack up and leave. Before leaving, he placed another log square on the living plank that Natasha gave to Natasha to prevent Natasha from escaping quickly.

He was in a very bad state. Natasha's electric shock caused huge damage to him, and he only had one and a half red hearts left.

Now he urgently needs to find a place to settle down and rest. The blood in his little red heart needs to be restored, and he also needs to collect some food to fill his hunger.

Moreover, MC players without roots have no souls.

Before Steve could take a few steps outside, a group of green-skinned zombies' translucent shadows appeared in front of him.

In the dark night, there are zombies that look weird and terrifying. No matter how you think about it, you can only imagine scary scenes.

Steve watched as the phantoms turned into real living zombies in the blink of an eye, with eyes like black holes and stiff hands exactly like the zombie he met in the rental house.

"Roar!"

A roar that could tear off his own vocal cords echoed across the night sky on the beach.

"Hoo ho ho ho ho ho..." One after another zombie roars echoed around Steve's body, as if responding to the zombie in front of Steve.

I don't know if it was Steve's illusion, but he could feel the general meaning of these zombie roars.

"Welcome to my world!"

"This is how zombies say hello in Minecraft! Do you like it?"

In the dark night, beside the deserted beach road, bursts of conversations between Steve and Natasha came from a two-story building built of wood.

Steve leaned on the two-story wooden building he had built in the cabin where Natasha was originally trapped, looking at the deserted beach in front of him, feeling exhausted.

He thought he could leave here after trapping Natasha.

But who would have thought that the New York beach would be so "busy" in the middle of the night. Several zombies were wearing dark brown tattered pants and light blue T-shirts, and their skin was all dark brown.

The warriors who were forming a team together and bared their teeth outside the temporary wooden house Steve built. Their teeth were bloody.

And dozens of meters away, there are seven or eight scattered noobs, that is, skeleton archers.

He was holding his bow and arrow, as if he was ready to shoot something at any time.

All the bones in their bodies emit a soft white light, like big walking skeleton light bulbs.

Outside the white group of skeleton archers, where the beach is close to the ocean, a group of drowned corpses are patrolling their coastline.

From too far away, Steve could only see some of the drowned corpses holding something shiny, which might be weapons or enchanted equipment.

Standing on the second-story wooden house, Steve looked at the beach in front of him. As far as the eye could see, it was filled with monsters and monsters.

It is said that the beach is another paradise for men...

But on the beach of Steve's vision, zombies, drowned corpses, and skeleton archers that only appeared in the game appeared one after another.

"I can no longer look directly at the bikini beach..."

He looked at the zombie wave in front of him, then looked at the little red heart with blood volume on his system panel, "A half-red heart, without armor, shouldn't be able to withstand an arrow from the skeleton."

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!!!"

Steve glanced at the group of drooling first-level zombies downstairs. If he hadn't been worried about being discovered by those skeleton white archers when he opened the cube to fight zombies, he would have gone downstairs to fight with the zombies. A square grid is opened on the wall and the zombies can be beaten without any damage.

I don’t know if he was scared to death by a zombie in his previous life, and then killed another zombie in this life, so Steve is now indifferent to such zombies appearing openly.

She's not the kind of cute zombie girl. If he has feelings when facing these zombies, Steve thinks he may need treatment!

In this situation, he couldn't fight or run away. Steve just hoped that these zombies would disappear naturally after dawn.

But it's a pity that these zombie novices were originally supposed to be his experience, and they were all his dropped treasure boxes.

Steve's head spun rapidly as he looked at a few wandering skeletons with beautiful features in the distance.

Although this environment is difficult and his own health is insufficient, Steve still wants to try to kill these zombies.

Descending from the ladder to the first floor, Steve crouched beside the trap holding Natasha.

"Miss Natasha, did you hear anything outside?" Steve was curious whether those zombie Natasha, who were not Minecraft players, could see them.

Natasha, who was imprisoned underground by Steve with a living board, said in a bad tone, "I didn't hear anything!"

"Didn't you hear that?" Steve repeated Natasha's words in a low voice, "Okay, you stay underground slowly, and you can come out when I leave."

Natasha, who was underground, looked stiff, "Shet! Don't wait for me to catch you!"

Completely ignoring Natasha's cries, if you can, jump out of the four-meter-deep hole I dug?

If the zombies roared so loudly that Natasha didn't hear it, it proves that Natasha and others who are not Minecraft players cannot see these zombies.

Coming to this conclusion, Steve breathed a sigh of relief.

In Minecraft, zombies can not only scratch players to death, but can also cause infectious damage to non-zombie humans and infect humans into new zombies.

But if the two can't see each other, then the zombie 'tickling' naturally won't happen.

Ignoring Natasha who was searching for a way to dig out the ground, Steve returned upstairs. Steve lay on the balcony and began to think hard about how he could get rid of these people who were surrounding him in this building without any harm. A zombie horde in a makeshift house.

After walking around the small building, Steve counted carefully. There were nine first-level zombies in total. All of them were copied, with the same height, and the same arms that were parallel to the universe.

The difficulty isn't killing these zombies.

Steve has a wooden knife in his hand, and he draws a grid on the wall. The zombies can't jump in, but Steve can cut them, so that he can hit the zombies without injury.

The difficulty is how to hide the zombies from the group of skeleton archers outside the zombie group...

Because Steve was very unsure of the attack range of those skeleton noobs, there would definitely be a lot of movement when beating zombies. Steve was not sure whether it would attract the attention of those skeleton noobs. If he was beating zombies, At that time, a little white dog found him and gave him a cold arrow...

He would have died on the spot!

A red heart with half blood cannot be hurt... I can't be hurt, I really can't be hurt. I love you to the point of darkness, your conscience...

Just when Steve was thinking about trying to pick up zombies quietly, zombies began to appear one after another on the dark beach in the distance.

The number of black shadows swimming in the sea began to increase crazily, and every second a drowned corpse covered in moss and seaweed stood up.

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