Survival game for all: The max-level boss wins easily everyday!

The players next to him gnashed their teeth, wishing they could tear Sui Feng's mouth apart.

Zhan Wenchen continued: "Clear the low-level Zerg around first. This will reduce their numbers and earn more points."

"We must always pay attention to the situation of both sides in the future and not let one side win directly."

After thinking for a while, Zhan Wenchen said directly: "The time is set at 10 o'clock in the evening, which is exactly ten hours. After that, no matter how many Zergs are left, we need to unite together and ensure that only one King Zerg survives within two hours."

"Yes."

"Yeah, that works."

The players agree with Zhan Wenchen's words. To put it bluntly, they just sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers.

but……

Some of the players looked at the dusty war zone outside and couldn't help but feel worried.

With so many Zergs, could they really take advantage of the situation? Even if it really dragged on until the end, if none of the Overlords died, who could be sure that they would be able to kill that monster?

"Alright, stop dithering. I think we should do this. If we delay any longer the outcome will be decided outside." Sui Feng slammed the table impatiently.

He pointed at Zhan Wenchen: "According to this... uh..."

"Zhan Wenchen!"

"According to Zhan Wenchen, we should first clear out the low-level Zergs in the surrounding area. Players can form teams on their own, but I have to be clear."

Sui Feng's eyes turned cold when he said this, and his sharp eyes swept across all the players around him.

"Now is not the time to fight on our own. Those who are afraid of death should get out and act like grandsons. As for the rest of you, if anyone dares to do anything in the battle..."

"boom!"

"Ah~"

Sui Feng suddenly pulled out the double hammers from his waist and smashed them hard on the table. (Yes, it’s this one again)

The table was shattered in an instant, and the loud noise, accompanied by the panicked screams of the people around, echoed in the hall.

Sui Feng waved his double hammers and looked at everyone fiercely: "If I know that someone dares to stab me in the back, I guarantee that his end will be worse than this table. If I can't kill the king bug, it's still easy for me to crush a small bug."

There are so many points out there, it's inevitable that someone will have some tricks up their sleeves to snatch the prey.

Now is the time when they need to work together. If an internal conflict breaks out, then there’s no need to worry about the main storyline. They’ll all just be turned into insect poop!

Sui Feng would never allow such an unstable situation to exist, and appropriate threat warnings were still necessary.

Being pointed at by two heavy hammers, no one dared to say anything in rebuttal, and even if anyone had any little plans, they disappeared at this moment.

“I suggest that players form a team of at least five people, surround the battlefield from the outside, and then slowly move towards the center.

During this period, if one side is found to have too much advantage, it must be balanced immediately. "

At this time, Zhan Wenchen interrupted and broke the current awkwardness.

The Zerg are not easy to deal with. Most of the people here are ordinary people, so cooperation will be safer. Players will naturally not refuse, and some have already started secretly looking for teammates in the crowd.

Their eyes are basically on tall men. As for women, who would choose a delicate woman as a teammate? No matter how beautiful she is, it will be useless when it comes to life and death.

Players are not stupid.

It's not that no one noticed Xiao Jin sitting alone by the window, but after seeing her thin shoulders, they automatically ignored her. Since Xiao Jin was sitting on a chair, the long sword at her waist was blocked by the round table.

Otherwise, if they saw Xiao Jin had a weapon, these people's attitude would definitely be different.

Most players use weapons found in the game world, such as machetes, fruit knives, boning knives, kitchen knives, baseball bats, etc.

Although these things are available in the system mall, there are still many players who think that they are all the same things, so why spend points to buy them.

Some people are not satisfied with ordinary weapons, so they either try to modify them themselves or just rob them.

For example, the guns in the hands of the five mercenaries. They did rob the police station. They couldn't open the high-end safes, but they were able to find three or five police officers' service guns.

Xiao Jin's knife is much better than the weapons in the players' hands. Even if that person is a weakling, once he is pulled into a team, it is not certain who will get the weapon in the end.

But there is no buts, the fact is, Xiao Jin was disliked by other players.

When the plan started, all the players began to look for reliable teammates in a hurry, and those who looked strong became the targets of many players.

It’s not that no one wants to join Sui Feng and Zhan Wenchen’s team. After all, as captains, their performances are quite outstanding, and it will be safer to follow them.

But both Sui Feng and Zhan Wenchen refused.

Sui Feng’s answer was that there were too many people in his place. If there were too many people, they would be a bigger target and would attract more Zerg.

After hearing this, the player who recommended himself dared not say anything more. Even though he knew that Sui Feng might be talking nonsense, he didn't dare to gamble!

I can only look for new teammates awkwardly.

And Zhan Wenchen was even worse. He didn't say a word, but Lu Yan was the bad guy.

Lu Yan stood beside Zhan Wenchen with his arms folded, glaring at everyone who came. He successfully made all the players who came to join him leave without saying a word.

Lu Yan: Thanks for the invitation! I’m not interested in bringing in more burdens, he’s busy enough already!

Before long, the players who had formed teams were standing together in twos and threes, and the remaining ones were somewhat conspicuous.

There are fourteen players left, almost all of them are women, with the only two exceptions being a fake man named Xiao Jin.

As for the other one, he was a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

He was a little thin, wearing a pair of gray denim overalls with his trouser legs casually rolled up. His skin, as delicate and flawless as milk, was now covered with bruises and scratches of varying depths.

His hair hung limply on his head. He stood alone in the corner with an indifferent look in his eyes, exuding a maturity that did not belong to his age.

This brings us to the fucked-up part about survival games.

The game is open to everyone, no matter if they are old men or hungry babies, everyone on the blue planet is pulled into the survival game.

Among the sharply reduced population of more than 8 billion, the dead are basically the elderly, children and the disabled who have difficulty walking.

When returning to the login space, some people mentioned these vulnerable groups, but most players kept silent about it because they knew that their parents and children might no longer be in it.

No one dared to look into the little boy's clear, reflective eyes, for fear that their own ugliness would be reflected.

At this time, a tall girl stood out from the crowd. She bit her lip and tried hard to suppress the grievance in her heart.

"I don't know if the number of people in a team can be more relaxed. We have limited strength, so we want to form a team."