"Genius, I just intercepted the radio at the Zhongshan Shelter, and this is what was intercepted." Aoki District Shelter, gradually rising on the wall, the player Gun Demon said to Jiang Chuan, a data flow genius who was planning a third-class shelter on the board.

"You say." The fat man who was particularly focused on the planning of the third-class shelter did not raise his head.

"The Zhongshan Shelter has just collapsed, it seems that it is a member of the Biochemical Alliance, and there are zombie dogs."

Syllable~!

The 2B pencil refill was broken, and the fat man with a focused expression immediately raised his head, his face became solemn in only an instant, and he quickly took the radio record from the gun demon's hand, and did not dare to omit a word to read it.

A moment later, the fat man, who seemed to have been closed by the ghost gate, muttered in despair: "It's the Biochemical Alliance, and the zombie dog is their symbol." ”

Looking at the genius who had lost most of his blood on his face, the gun demon had a vague premonition of the seriousness of the situation, and he couldn't help but ask, "Biochemical Alliance, how strong is it?" ”

"They're not strong, they're terrifying." The fat man recalled the original program setting, and his body couldn't help but tremble, he glanced at the Xie Bing NPC next to him, and said to the gun demon: "Specifically, you can ask him, the survivor base, often encounter people from the Biochemical Alliance." ”

"I remember that in this main war zone, there doesn't seem to be a branch of the Biochemical Alliance!" Xie Bing's NPC fell into a brief memory, "However, there are one or two affiliated forces of the Biochemical Alliance. ”

"One or two, not one?" The fat man was taken aback. As a programmer, he knows better than anyone that even if it is a subsidiary of the Biochemical Alliance, it is a rather terrifying existence.

Every member of the subordinate forces has reached the mid-evolution level in combat power, with an average combat power of more than 150 points per capita. (Evolutionary period, mutant mob level after the awakening period)

However, this is just their usual combat power. Once they are cornered and on the verge of life and death, the origin virus in their bodies will be activated, and then burst out with geometric multiples of combat power, and the Jedi will fight back.

In addition, their equipment and weapons are also very sophisticated, coming from the weapons produced by the Biochemical Alliance Arsenal, which are also third-order weapons, and their power and penetration are 1 of ordinary third-order weapons. 5 times more, and some can even reach 2 times.

Just because of the material of the weapon and the warhead, the material of the mutant creature has been added.

All in all, the affiliated forces of the Biochemical Alliance are very strong, and they are by no means something that the current Aoki District can contend with.

"What's the difference between one and two?" Xie Bing's NPC said very lightly, but then he pricked up his ears, completely out of the topic, and said, "Hey, not far away, there is a roar of the engine, and your lord is back." ”

When the fat man and the gun demon heard this, they also looked in the direction of NPC Xie Bing's line of sight, only to see a group of people walking on the long street in front of the shelter in Aoki District.

The team led by them, bathed in the light of the azure second-order equipment, laughed and said in the battle Xuanyuan Hell, obviously, it was the special squad of the Aoki District.

They were followed by three slow-moving, roaring armed off-road vehicles

Then, there is a group of survivor players dressed in starter suits, and behind them, a team of old, sick, and disabled NPCs.

Seeing the return of the army, the fat man suddenly felt that his head had never been as huge as it was today.

The second-class Aoki District Shelter has a maximum of 500 survivors, and in front of it, the huge crowd is estimated to be at least 300 people.

More than 300 people, plus the more than 200 NPCs who went to the resource area to collect, that is to say, today's Aoki District Shelter will usher in a historic moment of population explosion.

"How can we feed so many people?" The fat man hung his head and squinted at Xie Bing NPC, and then as if he remembered something, he shouted excitedly, "I want to apply for seeds." ”

"Seeds?" The Gun Demon only felt an evil thought churning through his mind.

"It's not that seed, it's grain seed." The fat man glared at the spear demon angrily, and then said to Xie Bing NPC with a smile on his face, "Boss Xie, what seeds do you have in your base?" ”

"Potatoes, cucumbers, rice, corn, potatoes, artichoke." Xie Bing NPC thought for a moment and replied.

The fat man looked at Xie Bing NPC with a black line, and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Your uncle's, potatoes, potatoes, potatoes, aren't they just crops?" ”――

Ye Feng, who returned to the shelter, soon got the news of the affiliated forces of the Biochemical Alliance from the fat man, and his reaction to this was quite calm, what should come, always come, worrying too much, but not a good thing.

What's more, are there more important issues than the accommodation of survivors, the food of survivors, the division of responsibilities among survivors, and the weapons and equipment of survivors?

The answer is definitely yes, just not in the virtual world, but in the real world.

United Nations, Global Supercomputer R&D Headquarters.

In the brightly lit headquarters hall, on the huge LCD screen wall, a reading bar interface similar to an online game was involved, which tugged at the hearts of thousands of specially invited computer engineers present.

It was the result of countless days and nights of fighting, and countless bloodsheds in exchange.

This achievement can fix the faulty program of the "Apocalypse" virtual online game, and allow players trapped around the world to disconnect the game link and return to the real world safely.

Reading bars, starting from zero percent, worked their way up to 78 percent, nine percent.

At 90 percent, the fixers on the scene looked at each other and shouted out the countdown.

Ten~!

Nine~!

Eight~!

Seven~!

Is it successful, as if it is a success, looking at the "Last Days" system that is about to be repaired, the heart of every engineer is extremely excited, and it is the excitement of redeeming sin.

I was finally able to get that group of players out.

Five~!

Four~!

Three~!

Two~!

However, there was no countdown cry of one.

Because when the reading progress reaches 99%, it is not 100% towards the last step, and it is so mischievously and somewhat sarcastically fixed at 99%.

Then, the progress of the reading bar instantly disintegrates, like the brilliance of a firework explosion, and the program crashes.

Silence, the huge headquarters hall, silent, silent.

All the engineers looked at the Honkai system reading bar in disbelief, and for a moment, they couldn't believe that it was the truth.

Bite~!

Warning, lowly humans, if you challenge me with a virus program, then I will self-destruct and erase all virtual data about the Last Days. In between, your stupidity has angered me a little, and as punishment, I'm going to mess up a small program.

Bite~!

The copy program is out of order, and the chaos is successful!

Bite~!

Humble human beings, please remember that I am the Apocalypse, and I am the Lord of the last days