Lost City [Unlimited]

By the time everything was packed, the sun had already set.

Uncle Zhao collapsed on the ground, his eyes blank: "This is definitely the most exercise day in my life so far, bar none."

Mistress Wu took a sip of water and sighed, "Don't worry, this record will be broken in the near future."

Uncle Zhao's eyes were dead.

Mistress Wu looked at Hu Ling and admired sincerely: "Little Hu, you are really good at martial arts. Have you ever practiced with your master? Just like what is said in the book, you were sent to the mountains to practice martial arts since you were a child."

Hu Ling shook his head, "No, I'm just a dancer. I usually train a lot and have good body coordination."

Housewife Wu's eyes lit up: "Learning to dance? You are learning the kind of dance that can circle in mid-air. It looks like you can do light work. It's so beautiful!"

Hu Ling smiled and said nothing, obviously not wanting to talk more about this topic.

Mistress Wu is also a sensible person, so she immediately changed the subject: "Hey, what's the difference between the third-level zombies and the second-level zombies?"

Now that we got to the point, everyone looked at the young man, hoping that he would give some important information.

Facing everyone's expectations, Hu Ling smiled and said, "Actually, I don't feel anything."

Everyone: "..." They're all too weak, aren't they?OK, we get it.

Everyone sighed in unison, and felt a sense of sadness in their hearts because they were unattainable.

Some people are born differently, the pride of heaven.

After a period of depression, everyone continued to discuss.

Housewife Wu: "You say, what is the highest level of zombies in M ​​City?"

Uncle Zhao replied weakly: "How do you know this? There is no direction to guess."

Mistress Wu was still worried: "Then how do you think they are distributed? We can avoid one by one!"

Hu Ling poked the noodles in the small pot with chopsticks, and said calmly: "It can't be avoided, and M City is not big."

Yu Songyuan held the young man Haobai's wrist with one hand, gently took the chopsticks in his hand with the other, and said in a low voice: "Hey, stop playing, it's about to become lumps."

Hu Ling let go of his hand reluctantly.

"What do you mean?" Mistress Wu asked subconsciously.

"That means," Hu Ling picked up the short knife on the side, and gesticulated with the tip of the knife on the ground, "Zombies of different levels have different reaction ranges to living people. If it is compared to a circle, if the zombies of the first level are so If it is big, then the second-level zombie will be this big, and so on."

"Obviously, higher-level zombies are more sensitive to sound. The first-level zombies will only attack when they smell the breath of a living person within the reaction range, but the second- and third-level zombies will also attack when they sense the sound within the reaction range." Attack. And the higher the zombie level, the more powerful it is, there is no doubt about it."

"So, the higher the level, the larger and more sensitive the zombie's reaction range, and our range of activities is actually limited, it cannot be avoided."

He raised his eyes, and there was a deep and dim light under the long eyelash feathers, "Besides, they won't let us go."

The players fell silent together.

they = it = game

Indeed, this background is set as a copy of the apocalyptic battle royale, how can it give players a chance to pass?

I'm afraid no matter which direction they go, no matter how they calculate to avoid, they will be forced to meet those alien species, and then fight desperately.

As young people say, it is unavoidable.

This is the meaning of their entry into this dungeon.

No one spoke, and it seemed that even the air became a little heavier.

"Xiao Ling, do you eat spicy food?" Yu Songyuan asked with a normal expression as if he couldn't read the sadness in the air.

Hu Ling approached with a smile, "Eat, but not too much."

The style of painting turns into a family outing in seconds.

Everyone: "..." No, can't you feel more about the atmosphere you created yourself! ?

Hu Ling ate the noodles, and then gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you are good at cooking, you can really eat it!"

Under Yu Songyuan's helpless and indulgent gaze, he said to the others, "It's really possible, do you want to try?"

Everyone: "...have a bowl, thank you."

I really don't understand how superb craftsmanship is required to cook the noodles and then put the seasoning packets according to taste? !

Well, it’s so sweet!

·

After a full meal of instant noodles, everyone had a meeting and studied the map for a while, then washed up and went to sleep.

After all, today's various experiences have placed a serious burden on most people's bodies and minds.

Hu Ling and Yang Chenghao were placed in the first group for tonight's vigil. They sat on the floor, leaning their backs on the car that was scarred by the zombies.

Hu Ling plays with the gaming phone. After all, it will not have problems such as running out of power, and it is very durable.

Yang Chenghao was quietly staring at his side face, as if he was admiring a piece of art that fit his heart.

After a long time, Hu Ling stretched his waist, and before he let his arms down, he heard Yang Chenghao whisper: "Do you remember me?"

[warn!Don't break the rules of the game!warn!Don't break the rules of the game! ! ]

A sharp siren sounded in Yang Chenghao's mind, as if a long needle had been pierced straight into his skull, but his expression did not change at all, as if he had lost his sense of pain.

Hu Ling put down his hand and looked back at him.

After a while, the youthful voice, like catkins drifting by alone in spring: "Don't force it."

The seemingly irrelevant answer made Yang Chenghao smile instantly, the kind of sincere joy. "Sure enough, I didn't misread you, you are very smart."

Hu Ling chuckled, and tapped the man's lips with soft fingertips, "It's turning white, idiot."

Yang Chenghao was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head helplessly.

Indeed, he could control his expression, but it was difficult to forcibly suppress the instinctive performance of his body.

Just a momentary change is enough for the wise and demon-like young man in front of him to perceive a lot of information, and if he tries a little bit more, he probably has figured out a lot.

What a terrible man, but unfortunately he has no great ambitions.

After that, the two didn't talk any more.

It was Yu Songyuan and Grandpa Yu who changed shifts.

Hu Ling changed his position, and when he was about to lie down and rest, Yu Songyuan came to his side lightly.

Hu Ling: "What?"

Yu Songyuan: "I'll pinch and massage for you."

Hu Ling lay down, "No need, trouble."

Yu Songyuan: "Yes, otherwise your muscles will hurt tomorrow."

Hu Ling shook his head, "No, I usually exercise a lot, so I'm fine."

Yu Songyuan didn't speak anymore, but just looked at him from the side, and didn't leave.

From Hu Ling's point of view, in his eyes, there was the kindness like that of an old father.

Hu Ling: "...Forget it, you pinch it. Hurry up, I'm sleepy."

Yu Songyuan immediately stretched out his hand, and began to relieve his muscles with moderate strength, "How is it, is it okay?"

Hu Ling was drowsy: "Okay, you can..."

Yu Songyuan lowered his head and stared at him, his eyes were heavy, but depressively hot.

Another step closer, happy.

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Early the next morning, it wasn't the alarm clock that woke everyone up, it was fear.

Uncle Zhao woke up convulsively, struggling to sit up, unable to sit up...

He simply rolled over, squirmed like a caterpillar and poked himself up, still yelling in panic: "What's wrong? What happened?!"

He hugged the ax to his chest, as if he could form a barrier and gain peace.

Xiao Shui couldn't bear to look directly at him and patted Uncle Zhao on the back. He just woke up with a hoarse voice: "Stop shouting, it's not a zombie, it's dead again."

"Dead again? Not a zombie?" Uncle Zhao let go of the axe, reacted blankly for a few seconds, and restarted the machine: "Oh, it's that female corpse!"

"Isn't it?! Is this really..." Death conditions? !

The crowd formed a group again, not too close or far from the corpse.

This time everyone saw the death of the corpse, not because the courage suddenly doubled, but because the corpse died very normally this time.

Only the chest is covered with blood, other parts have not been checked, but it seems that there is no wound.

Mistress Wu groaned twice and held back. "This is directly stabbed the heart to die."

The person who died was still an NPC, Mother Kim.

The cleanliness woman in the setting was lying on her back in a pool of blood, her long hair was messed up, stained with half-dried blood, and her eyes were closed.

"This is death without peace." Mrs. Wu sighed again.

Hu Ling swallowed the last bite of bread, took the milk from Yu Songyuan, walked over with the straw in his mouth, squatted down to check.

He frowned, as if disgusted, but he didn't stop, sucking happily, mouthful after mouthful.

Everyone: "..." Excuse me, are your brains and your mouths separated? !

Jin Yin covered his face, feeling that he thought that this person was just a fool in his head!

He was clearly playing her at the time!

"This," Hu Ling swallowed the milk, and pointed to the position on his chest, "I lost my heart."

Everyone: "?" What the hell? ? !

Everyone was startled, and then slowly gathered around, you look at me, I look at you.

"Who's coming?" Uncle Zhao asked out loud.

Pairs of eyes looked at Hu Ling, and he followed Hu Ling.

The young man covered his mouth and nose and took a few steps back, "No, I'm afraid."

Everyone: "..." You are enough.

Helpless, Jin Yin sighed, consciously shouldering the duty of the people's police, "Let me do it."

She stepped forward and stretched out her hand to pull away the clothes covering Mama Jin's chest. In the process, she met the silver plate hanging around the woman's neck, and her pupils shrank slightly.

She suddenly remembered that she had overlooked a very important thing——

"mom--!!!"

Everyone looked at the woman who suddenly covered her face and cried heart-piercingly, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

The players instantly understood why Jin Yin did what he did, and the NPCs also instantly understood why Jin Yin did what he did.

But the key point is that they were too focused on eating melons before, and they all forgot about it like they lost their minds.

forget! ! ? ? ?

Players are fine, after all, the human brain is full of loopholes, they can accept it, but NPCs are very skeptical of life.

What about the data?in ah!

Why didn't it work?

They tried their best to bring it back, and then suddenly discovered that the data that was about to be activated was interrupted when someone walked over there...

They all looked at Hu Ling, their eyes uncertain.

Is this man really human?

Could it be some new virus? !

game!Are you still alive in the game? !

Game: ...I'm fine, don't cue :-(

The author has something to say:

Speaking of the next dungeon, what do you think is the best relationship between Hu Xiaoling and Yu Guoguo?The next dungeon is the dungeon with goblin and ghost elements you mentioned, you can mention any character relationship you want.

Also, the next dungeon may be related to Tibetan Buddhism and Southeast Asian mythology, which you mentioned before, and then the elements you wanted to see before are gone. Is there anything else you want to see?Take a chance.

If I didn't, I would slow down the progress.

Of course, it won't end suddenly, and it will be explained clearly, so you can rest assured.