Many zombies are even covered with white hair and green scars.
His muscles atrophied, and even his running speed was much slower than that of zombies in the real world.
If zombies in the real world are as fast as sprinters, they are like mad dogs when they rush and bite like mad dogs.
The zombies here are just like ordinary people jogging, and many zombies are even grinding their broken leg bones on the cement floor and limping out.
Some doubts.
Are these zombies really a threat to you and others?
Until now, Lin An has not discovered what the danger of the [Amoeba] copy is.
According to Lin Ruolan's description, this copy basically has no special abilities.
Therefore, I and others are almost invincible in this world.
This is not difficult to verify. You only need to go to the nearest safe zone and capture their leader.
disturbed.
This world seems to be full of zombies.
It may be a great threat to ordinary people, but for an awakened person like Lin An, he really can't imagine what the difficulty is.
The more this happens, the stronger the uneasiness in my heart becomes.
It’s not like the difficulty of a copy really depends on the quantity, right?
Because he couldn't finish the killing, he was trapped here and the base was breached?
But the mission didn’t say anything about killing the zombies!
To solve the doomsday crisis, this explanation is too general...
And inexplicably, Lin An always felt that he had overlooked something.
even.
Why does the Savior System steal the key to itself?
The key can briefly unlock the third level of strength, but it doesn't last long.
His strength has exceeded the limits of this world. No matter how high the damage is, it is impossible to kill hundreds of millions of zombies in a few seconds?
Full of uneasiness and questions.
Lin An couldn't help but take out the soul box and prepared to ask Huang Shaohua if he knew about the copy of [Amoeba].
"Bang!"
A clean gunshot.
Mo Ling took out his gun and killed a few approaching zombies at random, then hugged him tightly.
The little Loli seemed to want to say something, but after a flash of struggle in her eyes, she chose to give up.
"Weng buzz-"
The locomotive roars.
The city behind you recedes.
The zombies whose heads were shot were lying on the ground. The zombies that were originally attracted by the sound of the car suddenly changed their target and were surrounded by the corpses of the zombies whose heads were shot.
Corpses that died from psychic bullets seemed more delicious than living people.
Bite, chew.
Chapter completed!