Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 84 Chapter 084 Monster Circle + Comments on the upcoming shelves

Link didn’t know that the little girl who walked into the office building kept turning her head to look at him… the little motorcycle she was riding.

After holding back all the way, she finally said: “That, it’s my sister-in-law’s little motorcycle.”

The words were very quiet, and the middle-aged woman who led her upstairs was puzzled: “Well, what are you talking about?”

Little girl: “I want to go to the toilet.”

This sentence is in English, with obvious Chinese pronunciation, but it is also clear and smooth.

The middle-aged woman nodded quickly: “There is a toilet upstairs, I will take you there.”

The person brought back by the “boss”, even if it is just a little girl, can’t be left alone to fend for himself.

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A few minutes later, Link returned to the town again and spent twenty minutes cleaning it up.

In addition to the digging end of the basement, there are only eight living ogres in total, and there are 115 corpses, including a corpse of the tongue monster, and the energy points have become more than 2,800.

Judging from this situation, the biggest problem with transfer is not energy points, but skill proficiency. He muttered in his heart, not too impatient.

No amount of energy points is enough, the mere 25th-level shooter is not qualified to say this.

Turning to the southeast along the highway, the scattered roadside settlements are all left alone.

There are basically no active monsters, and monster corpses are also rare.

Obviously, in the monster tide last night, these places had no resistance at all and were easily destroyed.

As for how many humans escaped inside, it is unknown. Link only hopes to have as many as possible.

It was not until ten kilometers southeast along the highway that many ogres were found in the relatively large town of Christ.

Link walked around the town as usual, making sure that there was no large number of monsters wandering to the southeast to support him, and then he began to eliminate the ogres in the town.

It took an hour and a half to complete the cleaning.

There are more than fifty living ogres, but there are only more than seventy corpses. There are no monsters with long tongues.

The number of human deaths is quite large, but it is far from being as exaggerated as Link thought. It is estimated that there are only more than a thousand people.

Hundreds of vehicles were blocked at several intersections in the northwest of the town. Apparently the people in the town were trapped in this area when they escaped and died here.

Secondly, the supplies in the small town of Crist are quite scarce, especially firearms, ammunition, food, and water.

There are very few vehicles in the town, only two to three hundred—Woodstock now has three to four thousand vehicles, most of which belong to refugees.

Based on the situation of the battle last night and the situation along the road, Link had a speculation: The large number of monsters that Woodstock encountered last night probably passed from here.

The completely destroyed town in the south was just a way to “share” a small part of the monsters on the side, and was destroyed by the way.

Link didn’t feel that he was trapped by the people here, and how could he care for others in the doomsday escape.

He wanted the starting point for mankind to survive more, and he didn’t go where it was noble.

Leaving this small town, continue along the road towards the small town of Barrington in the southeast. As a result, a large number of ogres and long-tongue monsters were found there, at least a few hundred in number.

Link took a detour to observe, and found that near the southeast urban area, there were still monsters popping up sporadically.

Obviously, this place has become a monster lair.

Today is mainly to investigate the situation, not to single out the monster group.

He didn’t alarm the monsters here, and went straight back from the northeast to the small town of Zurich not far away. As a result, there were also groups of monsters here.

Strictly speaking, Barrington and the small town of Zurich together form a large monster area, blocking the main roads between downtown Chicago in the southeast and the suburbs of Woodstock in the northwest.

After discovering this, he continued to return north in this direction and arrived at the town of McHenry.

More than ten kilometers to the west is Woodstock, and the two are basically on the same latitude.

Before entering McHenry, Link heard occasional gunshots and faint human voices inside.

After observing for a moment on the edge, he put the rifle into the No. 1 backpack, changed a cross-country bike and entered the town.

The streets are messy and messy, and there are people in many cars on the side of the road, or they stay by the car and smoke, chat in a low voice, and look around from time to time.

Some people are on alert, while others are searching for targets.

There are fewer people walking around, mostly in groups of three or five. In the face of those malicious gazes, they just silently raise the muzzle in their hands.

The two sides are basically far away from each other under this silent confrontation.

As for Link passing by, most people just glanced at him, and no one came to bother him.

This kind of poor ghost with only a bicycle, who escaped here without any luck, is strong and lacks oil and water, which is not their goal.

From here, Link felt a feeling of returning to human society.

Even if the atmosphere here is rather bad, this is the taste of the dark United States.

Riding a bicycle from the corner of the street, you can see one or two ogre corpses from time to time.

After covering by the fog, he did not spend much time before recovering the monster corpse he saw.

There are only more than 80 in total, which is really too small for the number of people in the town.

Woodstock, more than ten kilometers away, was a strange meat grinder last night.

Comparing the two, McHenry is simply a paradise, a paradise on earth.

However, when Link came down, he found the disadvantage of being crowded-lack of supplies.

Most people on the street and in the car lack food and water.

No one has experience in the doomsday escape, and it is impossible for everyone to survive.

Two days ago, I didn’t save money or had some accidents while fleeing. Now there are quite a lot of people who are hungry.

There are not one or two people who trade dollars, jewelry, gold for food and water, but most of them are in vain.

Link’s heart moved, and he found a middle-aged man with a miserable expression.

Just now, this man had already talked to several people and wanted to buy a little food and water for his two children, but they all failed.

Most of the other people had tentative contacts, but he was a little desperate and was not afraid of being robbed at all.

Link walked over and just asked him: “Want to eat or drink?”

The man nodded immediately and raised his hand to signal: “Yes, these can be given to you.”

Link looked at the revolver in his hand. He didn’t even have a bullet. No wonder he was rejected.

Who doesn’t have a gun now, what really lacks is bullets.

Most people don’t control the firing frequency at all, and when they meet a monster, they pull the trigger wildly.

This way, without a few thousand bullets on the road, it really won’t last for two days.

Link: “Get in the car and follow me to Woodstock, is there any problem?”

The man hesitated.

Link turned around and left.

The man grabbed his arm: “No problem, absolutely no problem.”

Link waved his hand: “Let’s go, take your car over.”

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