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Chapter 188: Haran, a dying city

The afterglow of the sunset reflects every part of this city called "Halan".

If you look down from a height of 1, you can find that the city has been firmly surrounded!

You can know from the broken cross-sea bridge, the direction of the front of the car with long queues.

The people inside want to leave, but the people outside don’t want to come in.

The reason is very simple, just because this city has been infected with a plague virus.

Anyone who is infected by the virus will become a zombie who has no reason and feelings and only desires for fresh and flesh and blood in a short period of time!

On the dirty streets, collision cars and damaged roadblocks can be seen everywhere.

Suddenly, a light breeze blew by.

A yellowed and brown blood-stained poster danced with the wind, and finally slapped on the telephone pole with a "pop".

Judging from the part on the poster that was not covered by blood, we can know the competition arrangements of the Harlan Sports Conference.

And on the ground next to the telephone pole, there were several ragged men and women walking aimlessly.

As these men and women were staggeringly moving, their arms seemed to be hanging down as if they had no strength.

What is more terrifying than their movements is their faces:

Sharp teeth, bursting blue veins, miserable white eyes, and the whole body was stained with dry blood.

And these "people" are the current owners of this city!

It can be said that this is a city that has been occupied by zombies.

Or, this is a city that is about to die.

Only a few survivors, still in some places, still stick to a glimmer of hope for survival.

As for whether to welcome their destiny, whether it is swallowed by darkness or rescued by dawn, no one knows...

And at this moment, a black-haired young man suddenly opened his eyes on a scrapped car in a street in Harlan slum.

Facing the car window that was broken like a spider web, Rorschach couldn't help but frown and murmured:

"It seems that this time is the modern world..."

Thinking of this, he turned his head to the left and saw a bone in the driver's seat with a torn dress lying on the steering wheel.

The position of the skull's eyes, two black holes, staring straight at Rorschach.

Faced with the gaze of Brother Baibo, Luo Xia, who has strong psychological quality, his expression has not changed at all.

Looking around, he quickly grasped his situation:

I was on the co-pilot of a scrapped bridge car, and there was a yellowed skeleton beside me.

As for which game world you have come to, just ask.

So, Roxa silently chanted the "system" in his heart, and a blue light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him:

[Current World: The Deserting Light]

【World Progress: Zero Percent】

【Stay time: 200 days】

It turned out to be a passing light?!

This is another classic game that Rorschach has passed and has been reminiscent of.

As a zombie game, the biggest feature of the disappearing light is that it integrates the two elements of parkour and zombies well.

Especially the first-person game design, which greatly allows players to be immersed in the scene and feel the urgency of fighting zombies and surviving.

Therefore, this game is also called a masterpiece in zombie games by many players!

The main scene in the game is a city blocked by high walls and named "Haran".

In other words, he is now in Harlan City!

He turned his body and reached out, trying to open the door handle.

However, I don’t know if the door was disrepaired or if Roxa didn’t grasp the strength of his hands for a while, and he broke it off with a "splash".

This soft sound seemed particularly clear in the quiet environment.

Looking at the handlebar in his hand, Roxia just pulled open the corner of her mouth and smiled helplessly, and then she heard a strange rustling sound from outside the car window.

That sound is like someone dragging the sole on the ground

Soon, Rorschach understood,

Through the dusty car window of the co-pilot, Rorscher happened to face a male zombie who turned his head and looked at him.

Through the car window, he could still clearly see the zombie's hideous face and the sharp teeth in his big open mouth.

It seemed that he could smell the human smell on Roxa's body. The male zombie brother suddenly roared to the sky, then began to raise his hands and slapped the car door wildly.

The moment he heard the zombie brother roaring, Roxa couldn't help but frown.

After playing the game, he knew very well that the zombies in "The Deserted Light" were not as slow as those in "Resident Evil".

With this voice, the zombies coming from hearing the sound will come quickly like college students rushing towards the canteen after class.

And surrounded the scrapped sedan!

By then, even if he has three heads and six arms, it will be somewhat difficult to break through the siege.

Moreover, he cannot guarantee that he will not be hit by zombies and thus become infected with the virus.

"Damn it! I'd have worn Mayan armor before I knew it would have been through time..."

After cursing, Roxa retreated toward the driver's seat without any hesitation, and then raised his legs and kicked hard!

There was only a "bang" sound, and the car door was kicked open suddenly, and the male zombie lying on the car door flew out.

Looking at the car door opened and the zombie brother lying on the ground, Rorsch showed surprise.

When did I become so strong?!

Without time to think too much, Rorschach quickly came out of the car and heard a roar again, ringing in his ears.

Looking in the sound, I saw that a few zombies had discovered him not far from the right and were sprinting towards him!

On the dirty streets, collision cars and damaged roadblocks can be seen everywhere.

Suddenly, a light breeze blew by.

A yellowed and brown blood-stained poster danced with the wind, and finally slapped on the telephone pole with a "pop".

Judging from the part on the poster that was not covered by blood, we can know the competition arrangements of the Harlan Sports Conference.

And on the ground next to the telephone pole, there were several ragged men and women walking aimlessly.

As these men and women were staggeringly moving, their arms seemed to be hanging down as if they had no strength.

What is more terrifying than their movements is their faces:

Sharp teeth, bursting blue veins, miserable white eyes, and the whole body was stained with dry blood.

And these "people" are the current owners of this city!

It can be said that this is a city that has been occupied by zombies.

Or, this is a city that is about to die.

Only a few survivors, still in some places, still stick to a glimmer of hope for survival.

As for whether to welcome their destiny, whether it is swallowed by darkness or rescued by dawn, no one knows...
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