Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

"I feel like these original residents will go to the Zombie Tree King to investigate, if they can eliminate that terrifying sarcoma..."

"Stop it! I tremble when I mention sarcoma!"

"Strange, did you smell a fragrance? It seems to be gardenia..."

"Impossible! Let me just say this, I have seen Shinroku once, and the suffocation feeling that Shinroku gave me was not even one-tenth of the sarcoma!"

Several players in the tree were still arguing.

Yan He's ears twitched slightly, his body acted one step ahead of his brain, and he jumped down from the tree.

The next second, dense branches emerge from the tree trunks and soil, and quickly wrap around the player.

In mid-air, branches came from all directions. Yan He had no time to dodge and instantly condensed an ice ball to wrap himself up.

The branches wrapped the ice ball layer by layer and quickly shrank, leaving traces on the ice ball.

The branches aimed at other players are not that cruel, they just restrain everyone without any further action.

"Help!"

"Why are there zombie plants here?"

"Damn it! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have joined in the fun!"

puff-

Pure white flowers spread out on the branches. The fragrance of the flowers is so strong that it makes people unable to open their eyes.

The player who smelled the fragrance of the flowers immediately shut up, tilted his head, drooled all over the floor, and fell into a beautiful dreamland.

Naturally, Yan He couldn't smell the fragrance of flowers in the ice ball. She turned her hearing to its maximum and heard someone walking slowly in front of her.

But the branches did not attack each other.

Are they zombies that can control plants?

Because I was separated by the ice ball, I couldn't see the relevant information.

Yan He condensed countless ice picks and hung them in the air, then took out his shotgun.

As the enemy approaches, the branches on the ice ball get tighter and tighter, which is bound to crush the ice ball and the people inside.

Yan He was ready to attack. When the enemy was less than ten steps away from her, she suddenly canceled the ice ball, and the fine ice pick shot out instantly. At the same time, she pulled the trigger and fired three shots in the direction of the enemy.

The branches that had shrunk inward due to inertia were nailed to the trunk and the ground with ice picks.

After being shot twice, the enemy reacted and quickly retracted most of the branches in front of him, weakening most of the power of the bullets.

Without the isolation of ice hockey, the rich floral fragrance rushes to the nostrils.

It felt like a ball of soft cotton had fallen on my brain.

Mental attacks have no effect on Yan He.

She landed smoothly on the ground and swept around.

It's gardenia.

The enemy was shot three times and lost more than 2,000 health points. He was half-kneeling on the ground, covering his heart with his left hand.

Her long black hair blocked her entire face. On the ground in front of her were the branches broken by the gun and a pool of blood.

"Ugh—" She spit out another pool of blood, but did not forget to control the branches to attack Yan He.

Although the sound of vomiting was very vague, combined with Gardenia, Yan He recognized the owner of the sound immediately.

"Bai Zhi." She retracted the shotgun and shouted softly.

The branch paused, and the other person suddenly raised his head.

The anger in her eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by disbelief, ecstasy, and a hint of guilt.

"Yan He... Yan He."

The branch that attacked Yan He was instantly retracted. Bai Zhi used a branch as a crutch and limped towards Yan He.

"Are you injured?" Her eyes kept moving around Yan He. After seeing no wounds, she breathed a sigh of relief, her face filled with guilt, "I'm sorry, this is the second time I've attacked you."

Yan He shook his head: "I'm fine. Don't feel guilty, you just didn't know it was me who launched the attack."

As she spoke, she continued to take out one [blood recovery pill] after another.

[Preparation before the game] The randomly selected skills or props can be used unlimitedly. In this game, she can take out the [Health Recovery Pill] unlimited times.

"How's it going? How much blood do you have left?" Yan He asked.

Putting a large handful of [Blood Recovery Pill] into Bai Zhi's hand, Bai Zhi ate it without hesitation.

"There are still two thousand six. Yan He, you have become much stronger." She thanked her three times in a row.

The two of them wanted to say something, but the indigenous residents in the distance drove towards them.

Seemingly sensing Yan He's vigilance, Bai Zhi quickly said: "They are my teammates in this game. Do you want to meet them?"

The original residents are quite strong, and maybe they can become partners in time.

Yan He did not refuse.

Only a bald man with a scarred face and a cigarette butt in his mouth got out of the truck. He dragged a machete and shouted to Bai Zhi from a distance:

"Hey - Bai Zhi, do you want to help?"

That's what he said, but before he finished speaking, his machete flew straight towards Yan He.

They are worthy of being the elites who survived the apocalypse. They don't talk about the principle of courtesy before fighting or one-on-one. They only care about survival.

Bai Zhi used the branch to wrap around the machete. The branch shrank and the blade broke into more than a dozen pieces and fell to the ground.

Bai Zhi glared at the bald man fiercely: "Peng Zan! She is my best friend. If you do something to her again, don't blame me for being cruel!"

She just asked Yan He to meet her teammates, but the next second her teammates killed Yan He.

How could she be embarrassed?

"Even if he is your good friend, we still have to look at his strength..." The fierce murderous aura spread, and Peng Zan's words gradually weakened.

He sighed, blew out the cigarette butt, turned and walked back to the car, "I know, I know, your best friend will ignore you."

A man and a woman got out of the car, passed by Peng Zan, and came to the two of them.

"Although our base recruits people based on their strength, if it's Bai Zhi, we won't have any problem even if he drags five people with him." The woman with short hair and ear-length hair waved to Yan He, "My name is Zhuang Ping, the captain of the team. This is Shi Zhi New, vice-captain.”

Shi Zhixin nodded: "It's not safe here, let's go in and talk."

After greeting the two of them, Yan He moved his eyes to the truck, half-smiling but not smiling.

Someone in the car was crying.

"She actually said that woman was her best friend! What about me? Who am I?"

"You are considered a human being..."

"I left the first puff of cigarette to her..."

"Girls don't smoke."

"I gave her a cute zombie pet..."

"No one will like that ugly thing."

"I still have a sweet bet with her..."

"Bet on who can kill more zombies? You still lost."

"I invited her to take a bath together by the river..."

boom--

"Hey! That's sexual harassment! I'm going to beat you to death!"

The first scene Yan He saw when he came in with everyone was a struggle between the bald man Peng Zan and a tall and thin man.

Although the tall and lanky man is thin, his body is full of muscles and he is not easy to mess with at first glance.

Peng Zan's originally smooth head was covered with bumps, and his face was bruised and swollen.

Seeing several people coming in, the tall and thin man immediately stopped his hand and sat back down in his seat dignifiedly.

Peng Zan was left lying on the ground groaning.

Zhuang Ping didn't look at them and asked Yan He to sit down.

It wasn't until the truck started to leave that the player who was entangled in the tree was let go by the branches and fell to the ground, scratching his head and wondering.