Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

Above the managers, there is actually a higher-level existence, called VIPs!

VIPs can see the progress of the game, and can also give orders and make requests to the managers.

"It's so ironic. We players are basically being used as entertainment tools."

"Those who control the game, and the so-called VIPs, don't treat us as human beings at all."

"If one day I can leave this game and find these guys."

"Must kill!"

Chen Bei's murderous intention was blazing and his eyes showed a fierce light.

Being treated as a guinea pig and being manipulated at will, with his life hanging by a thread, he struggles to survive within the so-called rules of the game.

If you can't get out, that's it.

As long as there is a chance, Chen Bei will definitely "discuss justice" with those managers.

Within the management group, the specific details of releasing zombies are still being studied.

If the delivery is too scattered, the effect presented will not be exciting enough, so it should be concentrated.

[I propose that the zombies be divided into three batches, and each batch is led by a mutant zombie. ]

[Three batches of zombies are dropped on three different floors. ]

[A batch must be placed on the 8th floor, because Zero is on the 8th floor, so it needs to be a little more difficult. ]

[agree. ]

[Let’s also come to the 4th floor where Brother Fei is. ]

[The last batch is dropped on the top floor, allowing the zombies to move down from the top. ]

[There are still 15 minutes until dawn, this period of time will become the player's life and death speed! ]

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Chen Bei looked at the conversation in the management group and almost wanted to curse.

It's really a first shot.

Because he has the highest level, we have to make it more difficult and place zombies specifically around him.

A mutated zombie, plus five zombie brothers.

Such a team's combat power is extraordinary, enough to pose a threat to Chen Bei.

If a group of zombies block the door, the dormitory will definitely be breached.

Chen Bei couldn't delay any longer and hurriedly started taking action.

I got a helmet recipe in a box before, but I haven’t made it yet.

By the way, I will make another wooden shield to supplement it.

Chen Bei threw in the materials and flipped his hands.

The management group is selecting types of mutant zombies and has opened a zombie illustration for everyone's reference.

There are many types of zombies inside.

Finally three were selected.

Long-tongued zombies, iron-clawed zombies, and jumping zombies!

Each of the three types of zombies has its own strengths, which you can guess from their names.

The management pursued rationality and arranged a plot for this launch.

The loudspeaker in the corridor screamed.

"I made a batch of new zombies overnight, and several of them had wonderful changes, which surprised me."

"This proves that my route is correct, but the ceremony needs to be further optimized to make it closer to perfection."

"I can feel that I'm going to succeed."

"In my hands, an unprecedented great existence will be born!"

That BOSS is going to be a big hit.

Click!

A ceiling fell down, and several zombies fell to the ground.

The leader of the zombies has a special appearance, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. The sides of the mouth are split, and the split extends all the way to the back of the ears.

Its palms and soles are also larger, like the feet of a beast, with thick joints and iron nails.

The bloodshot eyes moved around wildly, and the dim light flickered.

Several zombies were sniffing hard, looking for the scent of prey.

They have discovered something.

That fresh life, wonderful flesh and blood, is not far away.

The zombie squad begins to advance.

The oppressive feeling was suffocating.

The player closest to the zombies was hiding in room 807. Seeing this zombie team with his own eyes, he was scared to death.

[I saw a group of zombies! Not one, but a group! ]

[Don't scare me, which floor are you on? ]

[8th floor! ]

[There is also a group of zombies here on the 12th floor! ]

[It's over, the zombies have found me, there are so many zombies, how can I defeat them! This game isn't fair! unfair! ]

It was the 807 player who spoke.

These were the last words he said in the group chat.

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"it is done!"

Chen Bei has made two pieces of equipment.

One is a box helmet, which is shaped like a shoe box, but is made of wood and just fits on the head.

Wearing a box helmet will affect your field of vision, but the advantage is that it can provide certain protection for the head.

The previous wooden shield was broken, and Chen Bei made a new one.

On the workbench, damaged equipment can also be repaired.

Chen Bei repaired the madman's hand saw and restored its durability.

A shrill scream came from the corridor.

A player must have been broken into by a zombie.

Chen Bei tried not to be disturbed. Looking at the flat surface of the wooden shield, he suddenly had an idea.

Such a large blank space is perfect for drawing symbols!

If you could draw a blood refining talisman on the wooden shield to ward off evil, it might have a miraculous effect.

Chen Bei bit his finger and did what he said.

Cao Qingqing, who lives diagonally across the street, must have been frightened and frantically asked for help through private messages.

Chen Bei ignored it and concentrated on drawing his own talisman.

He used the blood from his fingertips to draw lines on the wooden shield.

Drawing symbols requires one go at a time, rather than drawing lines slowly, and it doesn't take much time.

Chen Bei failed four times in a row and consumed a lot of health. He had to take out a bottle of extremely unpleasant healing medicine and poured it into his mouth.

The taste was really sour, like drinking toilet cleaner.

After recovering his blood volume, Chen Bei continued to consume blood for painting.

This time, it was finally a success!

Six strokes, a complete talisman to ward off evil spirits.

[Draw successfully, gain 5 proficiency points. 】

[Level 1 wooden shield evolves into level 2 evil shield. 】

Become!

Chen Bei had an idea and he realized it.

Now, his equipment has been improved, wearing a box helmet and holding an evil shield in his hand.

Promotion is promotion, but stability is still required.

Zombies are not afraid of death.

And he only has one life!

"In about ten minutes, it will be dawn and the zombies will be forced to escape. Then we can beat up the drowned dog!"

Chen Bei leaned against the door, thinking in his mind.

"I'll fight you! Go to hell! Go to hell! Ah!!!"

Another scream came from the corridor.

Chen Bei knew what this meant.

He was unmoved and continued to lie dormant.

Until zombies broke into his field of vision!

Two zombies came over.

One is ordinary.

One opened its big mouth and flicked out a strangely long tongue.

The tongue is more than one meter long, with two rows of tooth barbs on the surface. It looks thick and powerful, and sometimes it crackles on the ground.

It's a zombie with a long tongue!

"Why are there only two here? Aren't they one of five?" Chen Bei frowned.

He didn't understand the situation.

In fact, it's because the zombies from before broke in halfway, killed their prey, and were enjoying a delicious meal.

Two zombies eat one person, and the remaining zombies continue to move forward.

So this zombie squad is spread out.

Survival games involve luck.

The two unlucky guys who were eaten before relieved Chen Bei's pressure.

1V6 and 1V2 are completely two concepts.

While walking, the long-tongued zombie suddenly turned his head, looked at room 838, shook off his long tongue and hit the door.