Lost Narrative Poetry

Xia Ran's figure appeared on a tall building, looking condescendingly at the endless flow of people in the motorcade below.

The hunting wind blew, blowing his hair and clothes, making him suddenly feel very small and powerless... It seemed that he could not do anything, and he was so small compared to the huge crowd below. Nothing can be changed.

Not to mention compared to this entire city and this entire world.

Xia Ran didn't know what his arrival had changed, and it seemed that nothing had changed. He didn't even know whether the changes he brought about were good or bad, because he couldn't remember how the original plot progressed.

——For example, he was not sure whether the protagonist's group originally crossed the river first or went to the house of Marikawa Shizuka's policewoman friend to spend the night...

If they were affected by the butterfly effect of his behavior, what fate would this group of people encounter next? Could it be that he died just like that? But it’s probably impossible, it’s just the supporting characters who don’t even have names who are in danger.

Probably not able to escape from the original fate, just living a few more hours, it seems very sorry for the price of 100 points.

However, considering the butterfly effect they may cause——

For example, they who shouldn't be here and who should have died on campus may have distracted the attention of a few more dead zombies tonight, causing several other people who were supposed to die tonight to Survive...

And because these people are separated from their original destiny, the behavior of these people during the extra period of survival will have an impact on more other people... Although it is cruel, if viewed from this perspective, Xia Ran It really changed my destiny.

And the influence is exerted from a relatively macro level... So the reward of 100 points for saving one person should be considered very small, right?

Xia Ran thought this, but she didn't feel any relief.

"Although I know this is a matter of course, I still feel very uncomfortable... When will I be able to truly control my destiny?"

He looked away from the school bus below and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"...Are you asking me? Xia Ran."

He probably heard his call, so his left hand suddenly rose up like a snake, an eye grew out of the top of his index finger, and a mouth opened in the palm of his hand.

"No, I'm just feeling emotional..." Xia Ran looked at it and smacked his lips and said, "But if you have any answers, I can just listen to them."

The left hand was silent for a moment: "I don't know, I can't answer such a question... Maybe you can go back to the white space to find the answer..."

"Forget it, there is no information in the white space on how much basic attribute values ​​can be enhanced, and I can't contact the real high-level lost people now..."

Xia Ran yawned, looked at the setting sun in the distance, and said casually, speculating very irresponsibly——

"I don't know if it's layered, so the high-level lost people are actually not in the same area as us, or if no one can survive for that long and can't reach that level..."

"There is too little information...it is impossible to judge..." Zuo Zuo suddenly began to think deeply.

However, Xia Ran just reacted to his feelings and quickly calmed down, no longer dwelling on his current insignificance and powerlessness.

Seeing oneself clearly is not the same thing as looking down on oneself. Although he is far from being able to control his own destiny, he is indeed very strong in this crazy world.

It is very easy for him to want to live and live better... and that is enough.

And that group of people have not truly accepted reality and embraced this new apocalyptic world. They are still immersed in an illusory sense of security and a sense of luck, so they made wrong judgments.

There are definitely only a handful of people who can survive tonight... The sun is already going down and the sky is getting dark. The huge crowd is almost unable to move forward, and the hungry corpses behind will definitely be killed by the people here. Attracted by movement.

Just like a snowball, it will inevitably get bigger and bigger.

The huge crowd has no organization or discipline, and they don't even have weapons or the determination to fight. Once they are attacked by the zombies, the consequences can be imagined. Most people cannot play any role and will only further confuse and worsen the situation, and become a constraint for a small number of people who are willing and capable.

——This is very cheating.

Xia Ran thought about it for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of ​​doing something, because he knew it was meaningless and no one would listen to him, just like the group of people just now.

If the apocalypse happened several months later, would that group of people be willing to let such a powerful fighter leave? It can only be said that everyone on the road below has not truly realized the seriousness of the situation and the cruelty of reality.

But also, a day has not passed yet, how can we expect them to adjust their world view so quickly? The ostrich mentality is the most normal thing!

"I wish you good luck... It's such a pity. If everyone could survive, what a huge amount of points it would be..."

Xia Ran took one last look at the sky and then made a decision——

It was almost dinner time for the dead zombies, and they were ready to start hunting. It was also time for him to hunt... The dead zombies hunted humans, and he hunted the dead. He couldn't achieve the greatness of saving all mankind, and he had never thought of such a thing.

But he can save himself and constantly make himself stronger. Today he will be stronger than yesterday, and tomorrow will be stronger than today, until he can truly control his own destiny and no longer need to fall into the chaotic cycle of time and space.

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The sun sets very quickly, or for some people very slowly, and today is indeed an extremely long day.

Night finally fell, and the city was no longer as bright and brilliant as usual with thousands of lights. Instead, most areas were only dark and deathly quiet. Only the street lights were lighting up and flashing. It seemed to have become a ghost town.

However, there are also many areas that are burning. The flames seem to have been burning from the afternoon to the evening, and they have not been extinguished. After all, the fire brigade no longer exists...

In a dark alley, Xia Ran landed gently on the ground, and her left hand raised high silently shrank back from above, returning to its normal form.

He held his left wrist and moved it a few times, as if to relax his muscles and bones, but this was actually not necessary. Moreover, his physical attributes were suddenly doubled, which was indeed quite impressive. The huge increase strengthened his physical toughness.

When he used Spider-Man's walking style to move forward, he would still feel that his arms couldn't bear it, as if his muscles were about to be torn.

But now, there is only a slight soreness. Just take a short rest. After all, the recovery power brought by a strong physique will also be strong. This is a very comprehensive strengthening improvement.

"What are you going to do..."

The calm and emotionless voice of his left hand sounded in the darkness.

"The experiment just now has proved that if we just do it directly, the efficiency is not too slow. After all, with your help, as long as a large number of zombies are gathered in an area, you can behead them all in a few seconds. …”

Xia Ran explained as he quickly walked out of the alley.

"But since we have to spend time gathering them, let's just complete the rest with traps. This way we can save some energy and can spend time doing other things."

"Then why come here?"

"There are some things missing. Come here to collect some things and take them back to the square over there. We have to run a few more times... By the way, look at where the nearby gas station is. We are also going to bring some gasoline over."

Xia Ran said casually that he already had a plan to kill a large number of dead zombies.

During the period just now, he and Xiao Zuo had killed a lot, but although the efficiency was not slow, it was indeed a bit too troublesome, and points would only be calculated for every hundred dead bodies killed.

The result is that Xia Ran has only gained close to two thousand points from the beginning of the hunt until now. Although it cannot be counted as much, it means that he has killed close to two thousand dead bodies.

If it were a pure melee profession, with his current level of strength, it would be impossible to do it. Even if there were dead zombies lining up for him to kill, he would have to kill them until he was weak.

Xia Ran took a trick. The parasitic beast was able to kill an entire class of students in three seconds with all its strength. After two reinforcements, Xiao Zuo could also cut wheat within the attack range. All targets are cut within seconds.

He just needs to make a noise and gather enough zombies nearby - anyway, the number of dead zombies that come to him in a short period of time is limited, and it is completely impossible to break through the shield of the power of spiritual belief.

And when the number of dead zombies around him reached a certain number, he let his left hand explode violently, slashing in all directions like lightning, beheading all the dead zombies within the attack range!

Killing at least hundreds of dead zombies at one time, repeated ten to twenty times, will naturally result in more than one thousand and close to two thousand points... In addition to being more troublesome and requiring a test of psychological quality, the speed is really not good You can tell how slow it is.

But the consumption is relatively large, and the physical strength can still be sustained, but the mental energy is consumed very quickly——

After all, the shield must be propped up every time to withstand the constant attacks of dead zombies from all directions, continuously consuming the shield capacity. When an attack breaks out on the left hand, it must be pseudo-enchanted with the power of faith to increase the attack power. At the same time, strengthen a layer of defense...

This kind of back and forth has naturally consumed most of Xia Ran's current mental energy. He feels that he needs to find a way to solve such a problem.

As for taking a break and continuing to brush later?

No, no, no, of course you need to rest, but things like spawning monsters cannot be interrupted easily? Although it seemed like it took more than half an hour, Xia Ran only earned more than two thousand points.

It seems like it's not much at all, and it's just a waste of time and energy to farm monsters like this.

However, considering that 3,000 points can be exchanged for a free attribute point, the price will be at this price until a certain basic attribute value exceeds the extreme value of 40 points.

No matter how conservative the estimate is, Xia Ran can improve his basic attributes in about an hour...