Lin An was holding a somewhat deformed envelope in his hand and had a splitting headache.
The three team members behind him were staggering to support themselves so as not to fall.
The discomfort caused by space teleportation makes people sick and retching.
"Captain Lin, this is fucking worse than motion sickness."
"This is a copy!?"
Zhang Tie's face turned pale and he looked around suspiciously.
The place where the four of them are is a modernly decorated living room.
There are incandescent lamps on the ceiling, a TV on the left side of the living room, and a sofa and a coffee table on the right side.
Very typical modern decoration style, nothing special about it.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and swarms of flies were buzzing around.
Except for a male corpse lying on the ground, this place looks like a random house found before the apocalypse.
A white circular barrier surrounded several people, and the inside and outside of the barrier seemed to be divided into two worlds.
Lin An was curious and touched the white barrier with his hand, only to find that it was extremely hard.
Before he could think about it, the system's prompt tone came again:
"Hey, the player has entered the [Amoeba] instance."
"Current days: 1"
"The copy will be officially opened in 10 seconds."
"The mission of this copy is to help humans in this world solve the doomsday crisis!"
"Mission time: infinite (in system judgment, if the world loses all solutions, the mission fails)"
"Time ratio: for every 10 days that pass in the copy world, 1 day passes in the real world."
"Note: The world setting of this copy is very similar to the real world, but the world size is only one percent of the real world."
"The world in this copy is a fragmented world and does not have a complete history. Life in this world cannot recognize the anomalies in the current world."
"Preferential treatment for players entering the dungeon world:"
"Privilege 1: Language proficiency (you can communicate with anyone without any barriers.)"
"Privilege 2: Emotional intensification (the attitude and emotion of the life in this world towards the player will be multiplied. If the emotion is fear, fear will be magnified into fear. If the emotion is goodwill, the goodwill will be magnified into like.)"
"Privilege 3: The power of the world's technological weapons remains unchanged and the damage will not be reduced."
"[Amoeba] Dungeon world background introduction: In 2030, a zombie virus broke out across the world, causing heavy human deaths. After three years of hard struggle, humans finally established safe zones and military bases in various cities.
Fight against the endless tide of corpses. Everything seems to be getting better, but an undercurrent that can destroy the world is slowly flowing."
"Warning: Players are not allowed to reveal any information about themselves from the real world by any means! Violators will be erased!"
"10.."
"7.."
The countdown gradually sounded.
After Lin An quickly read the copy information, his heart sank.
This dungeon mission is actually to solve the doomsday crisis?!
What a joke!
Even if this world is a fragmented world, can you solve a doomsday crisis that is very similar to the real world by yourself?
Although there is no time limit, he does in the real world!
If you can't solve yourself in 210 days, won't you just have to wait for death?
Oh shit!
Rarely, Lin An couldn't help but curse inwardly.
The copy of [Amoeba] is a microcosm of the real world no matter how you look at it.
Have safe zones and military bases been established to resist the zombie wave?
Isn't this the state in the previous life, two years after the end?
Trying his best to control his emotions, Lin An took a deep breath and thought crazily.
Solve this doomsday crisis?
How to deal with it?
Kill all the zombies? Or find the cause of the zombies?
He doesn't even know the strength of the enemies in this world now. If there are existences above level 3, there is almost no possibility of completing it!
Even if the world is one percent the size, there are still over 100 million zombies!
210 days, at least over 100 million zombies.
On average, at least nearly half a million zombies are killed every day!
Damn it, let alone half a million zombies that can run away, even half a million pigs are not that easy to kill!
Before even encountering the first enemy, Lin An already felt the pressure of death.
Zhang Tie, Gao Tian and Mo Ling looked at each other with equally heavy hearts.
"Captain Lin, isn't this damn system playing tricks on us!?"
Zhang Tie's face turned ugly, and then he rushed out the window to observe.
Gao Tian quickly rushed out of the disappearing barrier, squatted on the ground and carefully inspected the man's body.
"Brother Lin, the corpse has been decomposing for at least 20 days. The body has exuded corpse oil and looks like a giant. The cause of death should be suicide."
He carefully turned the corpse over and saw that the facial features of the male corpse were blurred. In the decaying and humid environment, the human body had begun to spontaneously dissolve.
Her belly was as swollen as the size of a pregnant woman, and dark purple corpse spots appeared all over her body.
Densely white fly larvae burrowed in and out of the body.
There was a cut wound on the corpse's neck, and a piece of broken glass was tightly stuck in the thick and swollen fingers of his right hand.
Cut your own neck with glass and commit suicide?
Lin An took a cursory glance, then rushed to Zhang Tie and looked outside.
The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and the dazzling sunlight reflected by the building opposite makes it difficult to open one's eyes.
The room I am in is on the 27th floor and looks like a modern apartment.
On the street below, the bustling black spots moved aimlessly.
The tires of a large number of crashed cars were dented, and the exposed, damaged iron sheets were rusty.
Farther away are dilapidated buildings, with numerous signs of fire damage on the walls.
A very typical doomsday scene.
In a daze, Lin An almost thought that he had returned to his previous life.
There is nothing special about men who commit suicide. In the previous life, many people did not dare to go out to find food, so most of them chose to commit suicide out of hunger and desperation.
After all, compared to being eaten by zombies, killing yourself can leave a whole corpse.
After a careful search, nothing additional was found.
I and others are on the edge of the city, similar to a high-tech development zone.
The only difference is that the electronic devices in this world seem to work.
At least Gao Tian found an old radio abandoned in the storage room.
After removing the rust stains from the battery, the radio can still play after plugging in the tape.
Combined with the fact that in Privilege 3, the current world's technological weapons are not limited by their power, Lin An thought of something.
Several people had heavy thoughts, and Gao Tian looked at him worriedly:
"Brother Lin, what should we do next?"
Lin An pondered for a moment and put down the dead cell phone in his hand:
"Go out first and find a few survivors in the current world to understand the situation."
"This dungeon specifically gives us three privilege bonuses."
"The breakthrough in solving the dungeon mission is most likely related to these three points."
"Technological weapons are not restricted..."
"Then first find a safe zone or military base and conquer them violently!"
There is too little information at hand now, and Lin An can only give the most reasonable plan based on the existing information.
Technological weapons can be used...
Maybe you can try to use nuclear bombs to clean the ground?
Suddenly, there was a strange movement in the corridor outside the door.
The dark blue in Lin An's eyes flashed away, and his mental power instantly covered it.