In the dense rainstorm, Ye Feng stared at the second-level zombies who behaved strangely, and the second-level zombies also stared at him.

They were silent for a few seconds, and the scarlet pupils of the secondary zombies flowed a liquid as red as blood, which seemed to be tears.

"You still have human consciousness?" Ye Feng kicked an ordinary infected person who pounced on him and asked the secondary zombie.

As if he understood Ye Feng's question, the secondary zombie raised its head and roared to the sky, and let out several wails in a row that made Ye Feng feel lonely in his heart.

Bai Ling'er waved his sickle and harvested the two infected, then came to Ye Feng's side, looked at the secondary zombie, his eyes were puzzled, and he stared at the player title above the head of the secondary zombie with a confused expression, and said in disbelief: "This secondary zombie still retains the consciousness of the previous player?" ”

In the virtual world of "Apocalypse", if a player is scratched or bitten by a mutated creature, they will also be infected by the virus, and after being completely diseased, they will either become the walking dead or become an undead monster that retains human consciousness.

Ye Feng nodded, the rain made his vision a little blurred, he looked at the virtual title above the head of the secondary zombie, and asked, "Are you Yuluo?" ”

The secondary zombie hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Suddenly, at the moment when the secondary zombie nodded, Ye Feng's heart was inexplicably touched.

After the player is infected by the virus, he can still retain his human consciousness, and this situation, in the ninth war zone with a mutated creature scale of 500,000, I am afraid that there will be no more than three cases at most-

Level 2 zombie tide, under the efforts of a group of crazy people, an hour later, went extinct, and the torrential rain washed away all traces of the streets, except for the secondary zombie with the nickname of the 'Rain Falling' player on his head, alive.

Under the dense raindrops of rain, on one side is a team of well-armed players, and on the other side is a lonely, rotten-faced secondary zombie 'Rainfall'.

Seeing so many players, the eyes of the secondary zombie rain fell with two lines of blood and tears dripping at a time.

In fact, zombies are creatures that do not have tear ducts, they do not shed tears, and can only simply express violent emotions and excitement when they see fresh flesh.

However, the zombie rain fell and became an accident, perhaps from the moment he retained his human consciousness, it was doomed, he could only be an accident, no, to be precise, it should be a legend.

Or perhaps, he has really been lonely for too long, and there is no living person in the ruined streets except zombies.

It's been so long, so long that even he has forgotten the identity of the player's human, mixed with the corpse tide, and never thought that he would be able to meet his former companions, humans, and players!

But today, the zombie Yuluo seems to have found his belonging, although he has become a zombie, but his heart is still a human mind, he has been a zombie for so long, he has not tried the taste of human flesh and blood.

And in the Aoki area in the rainstorm, their eyes are sad and their expressions are sad.

Because no one knows what kind of changes the zombie Yuluo has undergone, so that he can still retain the consciousness of human beings under the crazy slave of the biochemical virus, they just know that in the future, there is a zombie named Yuluo by their side.

The unexpected appearance of the zombie rain also brought infinite sadness to Ye Feng, in this cruel biochemical apocalypse, living has become a kind of madness, and only more crazy can it go on well.

The raiding party continued to its destination, and when it arrived near the Sanjiang District shelter, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

But under the sky, the torrential rain continued.

The Sanjiang District Sanjiang District shelter in the rain is crumbling, and the strong rainfall has caused the water level of the river to rise wildly, faintly engulfing the shelter.

Ye Feng lay down in the reeds on the riverbank, letting the rain flow everywhere in his body, he took out the telescope treasured by the former lord of the Aoki District Shelter and looked at the crumbling Sanjiang District Shelter.

There was no sign of NPC activity, and the shelter in Sanjiang District under the rain gave Ye Feng an indescribable sense of death, as if he was about to visit a historical site, only vicissitudes and silence.

"Let Hell drop a small steel cannon at eleven o'clock." Not long after Ye Feng's words fell, in the dense reeds on the riverbank, the scream of a cannonball rising into the air suddenly resounded.

With a scream, a small cannonball with a long tail flame pierced through the rain curtain and smashed into the top container of the Sanjiang District shelter.

Bang~!

There was a loud explosion, and a scorching flame burned on the top of the container, and in a few moments, it was extinguished by the rain.

The container was gnawed off the skin by shells, revealing the reinforced concrete mixture fortifications underneath.

Ye Feng's attention was not on this steel cannon, but on the entire inside of the shelter.

The shelter in Sanjiang District, which had been bombarded by shells, remained dead silent, with no panic or shouts of vigilance.

"Do NPCs know we're coming?" Ye Feng looked at the reeds on the riverbank where the player was hiding and lurking with a few wisps of uneasiness that suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

If the operation is leaked, then isn't this time the time for NPCs to launch a counter-encirclement campaign against them?

But there was no movement all around.

"What's weird?" Seeing Ye Feng frowning from time to time, and sometimes with a worried look on his face, Bai Ling'er on the side couldn't help but ask.

"Today's Sanjiang District shelter seems to be lacking in vitality." Ye Feng replied.

Just when Ye Feng was confused, a message came from his email system, and the information came from one of the snipers who arrived at the sniper point of the Collapse River Bridge, Battle Xuanyuan.

Ye Feng opened the content of the email, and he saw a photo, a photo that instantly dilated his pupils.

The content of the photo is the Sanjiang District shelter under the heavy rain, but the focus is not on the Sanjiang District shelter, but on the river water.

Beneath the undulating surface of the river, a huge vague humanoid monster can be faintly seen, hiding underwater. According to the proportions of the size of the things on the film, this humanoid monster is at least seven meters tall and has a single arm length of nearly five meters.

What kind of monster is this?

Ye Feng couldn't help but ask himself, his calm state of mind, at this moment, was like the undulating river in the river, surging waves.

Although at the same time, he found the reason for the possible disappearance of the NPC in Sanjiang District's shelter, he really didn't want to believe that under the waters near the shelter, there was a virtual monster hidden under the water.

Ye Feng shared the email picture with Bai Linger and Leng Feng, and the two of them, after seeing the humanoid monster, immediately showed a panicked expression on their faces.

"This Nima can't be a monster of the Han River!" Leng Feng was immediately shocked.

Bai Ling'er didn't say anything, but the look of surprise on her pretty face undoubtedly showed that she was not at peace in her heart.

No one can show far more than human calmness after knowing the truth of the matter, just like a simple example, can you imagine the horror of a ghost crawling under your bed?

It's better not to think about it, you shudder when you think about it, and you can't sleep tonight.

The zombies rained down, and they came over with a rotten face, which made Leng Feng really frightened, and he was already afraid in his heart, at this time, he came over with a discordant face, how not to make him nervous.

Fortunately, Ye Feng made a timely move, so he didn't let the three daggers in Leng Feng's hand fly out, otherwise the zombies would fall in the rain and die tragically.

Zombie Yuluo nodded gratefully to Ye Feng, roared Leng Feng with guilt on his face, and then looked at the email picture carefully.

After a long while, Zombie Yuluo used his sharp fingers to twist and write a few words on the ground.

Sanjiang District Shelter, Lord!