Brave World

The gun shop sells not only guns, but also several medium-sized backpacks and a can of camouflage painted on his face. Bob seemed to like it very much and insisted on taking it with him.

Thanks to his backpack, an Yizhi didn't hold a long gun in his hand and look like he was full of cartridges (the long gun couldn't be put in the item column in front of NPC)

Sweep out the inventory in the gun cabinet, and now there is only one problem.

"Bob, how does your comrade in arms taste?"

"Why do you ask?"

Bob, who was loading his backpack, replied puzzled.

"I don't think a veteran recovering from injury would want to hang such a picture reminiscent of torture, killing and death."

"So... Why don't I notice this painting every time I come?"

Because your IQ pit father

"When did he hang this picture?"

"... I, I don't remember. It's strange when..."

Ann pointed to the dining knife and cut the baffle behind the oil painting. She saw something very familiar.

Demon call array.

"What's this? Magic circle? Faith never told me he loved witchcraft."

It's not witchcraft... Ann scraped a little ink to draw the Dharma array. Red and black, with a faint smell of blood and herbs. With the same ink used to refine the array in the secret room of the kingdom of parendexiu, even the temporary copy has the trace of the shadow church?

[mainline task update to find the source of the virus]

Well, there's not even an option to escape the city.

"Is that blood? Whatever it is, I think we should stay away from it"

Bob's reaction was so normal that anyone who saw it would feel dangerous and uncomfortable.

"Let's go. I hope I'm nervous. Your friend is just a hidden demon admirer."

Ann doesn't want to explain. As long as Bob and Norman leave the city safely, he can find the source of the virus in the main task.

There is also a paragraph written with a pen under the devil summoning array. It should be a message from the gun shop owner faith: "I don't ask for forgiveness, just ask someone to end all this."

The main task is becoming more and more clear, only the most critical piece of the puzzle.

"If you don't come out again, I'll rush in and save you. What's the harvest, guys?"

Bob threw one of his backpacks to Norman:

"Save it. Don't open it if you can. We only found the pistol silencer. There's no rifle."

"Don't worry, I learned how to pull a gun to pick up girls until the left wheel went off and broke through my foot."

“……”

It doesn't sound reassuring at all.

"What's next? Go straight to the port? Shit, this backpack is so heavy"

"We still need some food and water. You two haven't eaten anything since last night?"

"A meal is nothing. Wait until you escape."

If I can, I want to

The hunger on an Yi's finger panel is close to the red line of blood loss.

"Ann is right. We need food. A little more strength at the critical moment may save your life."

"OK ~ OK ~, don't tell me the truth, just find something to eat. There's a convenience store next to it. I haven't seen any zombies in and out for a long time."

The convenience store is opposite the gun store. At this time, the doors and windows have been broken and damaged, and may have been looted.

Inside, the floor was covered with blood and pieces of meat left by zombies.

——There was a virus outbreak here.

Ann looked at these traces and simulated the scene in her mind.

Near noon, there are many office workers working nearby to buy lunch, and the clerks are busy.

There was a pile of fragments of ties and suits at his feet, which was in front of the cashier.

When the goods were insufficient, one of them went to the back warehouse to pick up the goods and finished zombiing there. Because he heard the noise in the store, he rushed out and left scratches on the door.

Then... The virus spread through bite.

"Holyshit! What is this!"

The body of an abnormal creature that looked like a hairless rat lay under the shelf. It had a big hole in its head. The murder weapon was thrown on the nearby floor. It was a shotgun.

Norman was startled and almost rewarded it with several bullets.

"Don't touch that gun. Try not to touch anything."

Ann pointed to Bob, who wanted to pick up the shotgun, and slowly approached the "abnormal mouse". One hand touched the pistol and the other hand was ready to release the fireball on the ring at any time.

There's no corpse. It's dead.

The blood is light yellow, and the subcutaneous tissues and muscles are horribly white. The closer they are to an Yizhi, the clearer they smell a stench, a bit like rotten eggs.

——The smell of sulfur is evil.

These guys are so haunted that they can be met everywhere.

He muttered in his heart. An Yizhi took them back to the store.

He roughly guessed what happened to the inexplicable virus outbreak of this copy. 70% of them were sure that the devil seduced and controlled ordinary people in the world to open the abyss portal and summon the "hairless mouse" spreading the plague.

Take a look at the task list, and there is no prompt to complete, which indicates that there are no other clues.

"Let's find something to eat from the outside. Don't go in."

Norman nodded quickly. Only today did he know that the big hairless mouse was so disgusting.

An Yizhi is worried that there are other "rats" in the warehouse. Now the power and water supply have been stopped. It's not dark or bright. In addition, there may be viruses in the inventory. The two NPCs that were finally protected became zombies because they ate contaminated food. That's too unfair.

The three found cans of beef and some bottled water in the messy container. These supplies were enough to last until the end of the copy. They didn't touch ready-made fast food. God knows if there is a virus in it.

And before eating, Ann Yizhi suggested that he eat first. If he had nothing to eat, Bob and Norman would eat again. Such self sacrifice won the favor of the two NPCs.

He is not so noble. If there is a problem with the food, the system will prompt an Yizhi to be infected, but NPC will not, so NPC can't take risks. He also cares about the reward for branch missions.

Gun shop and convenience store are equivalent to supply points specially set by the system. Players can supplement water and get weapons here. Then it depends on the player's own choice, whether to find a way out of the city or find out the source of the virus.

If there is no clue to trigger the painting, an Yizhi will definitely choose to leave the city. How to see the city is simpler than finding out the source of the virus, especially after discovering the traces of the devil.

But now the option to get out of the city is gone. An Yizhi has no choice. There are still more than two hours left. He wants to send the two NPCs to a safe place and find the source of the virus. The difficulty suddenly increases a lot... It's his cheap hands, otherwise he won't need so much trouble.

It's still a long way from the coast. It's barely enough to go out of the sea before the end of the time limit by walking, but there's no time to look for clues to the virus.

An Yi pointed to consider whether to let the two NPCs go first. Anyway, they have guns in their hands and Bob is from the military. As long as he doesn't deliberately die, it should be no problem.

"Look, is there a bike parked in front of the bookstore? Don't drive. Is it always OK to ride a bike?"

The sharp eyed Norman helped an Yizhi solve the problem and sent the Buddha to the West. In case these two people die on the road, it will be in vain

In most people's impression, the Zombie's survival at the end of the day should be to walk carefully in the lifeless streets, search for useful materials like a mouse, and be ready to run whenever there is news. There is no work in which the protagonist swaggers through the market by bike all day.

In fact, there is no more suitable short-distance vehicle than bicycle. It is quiet, fast and labor-saving. When you encounter insurmountable obstacles, you can continue to ride as long as you lift it through. It is far more suitable than cars with high terrain requirements and motorcycles with high noise.

Riding a bicycle is three times faster, saving a lot of time. If only Norman's mouth could stop.

"I won the best pitcher in high school. Everyone thought I loved baseball. In fact, I just wanted to be a cheerleader. That bitch likes sportsmen. I heard she had sex with no three no four people. I won't know until I get it. I regret it, but that chick is still very bright."

Norman kept talking on the road:

"Later, when I got rid of her, she asked her brother to beat me. Who am I Norman? How can I be as knowledgeable as a boxer with muscles? They sent five or six people to catch me. Although I was blocked in the alley and beat me up, I met a quiet girl when I dragged myself out. Do you know "That's a woman. I'm conservative. I only love one man all my life and won't mess around. That's the most comfortable time of my life."

"That's enough, Norman. Ann's not interested in listening to your history."

"Actually... I'm still a little interested. Since you have a good girl, why don't you stay?"

"Look, Bob! I said that men are not interested in beauty hunting. You really should check whether you have filled in the wrong gender."

Norman said with a little regret in his elation:

"She's a good woman, but I don't deserve her. I was born a playboy, lover and scum. Whatever you call me. I'm eager for adventure and beautiful encounter again and again. I don't want to face my children's family responsibilities all day. It's a violation of freedom! So I left her after a while. To be honest, I regret it There is a woman in the world that is most suitable for you, and if you miss it, you really miss it, and you can't find anything more suitable than her. If I can escape, I want to go back to New York to find her, and I hope she can accept me. "

"Good luck. Don't set up a flag casually. It's unlucky."

"Ha! I am blessed by the God of luck. Thank you, Ann. If you have any emotional problems, you can always ask me for advice. The stupid Bob eavesdropping over there never dared to speak, otherwise he would have..."

——Bang!

A gunshot interrupted Norman. The shooter's skill is not very good, or the shot should blow his head instead of the tire.

"Falk! What the hell, is the shooter mentally retarded? We're not zombies!"

"Take cover! Norman, come here!"

Bob was a soldier and reacted very quickly. After the gun rang, he ran into the alley with the thinnest Ann finger, pulled Norman up and hid in the dead corner of the shooting.

"We are human! No zombie can ride a bike!"

An Yizhi looked out with a small mirror:

"They hit people, over there, on the fifth floor of the parking lot."

Norman just wanted to go over and have a look, and the mirror in Ann's hand was broken!