Chapter 70: Beaver City 35

"Brother Fu, I'm a little scared."

This is a little different from the first round of the game.

It was a war between dozens of living people and 20,000 zombies, and the daily exhaustion made it too late to think about it.

And now 200,000 living people are dying before her eyes.

Except for the sound of the wind, the silence around was terrifying.

The sense of substitution is too strong.

Only by looking at Fu Yizhi can I remind myself that all this is just a game.

Fu An'an didn't get his noble and detached temperament, rubbed next to him and continued, "Brother Fu, where are you from?" ”

"Brother Fu, when were you pulled into this strange game?"

"Brother Fu, do you know that the props in each game space look different? Guess what it became this time? ”

"Brother Fu......"

Fu An'an was like a little bee, buzzing in his ears all the time, and he was not clean all day.

Fu Yizhi closed his eyes and only repeated two words-

"Noise."

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The thirtieth day of Beaver City.

"Brother Fu, do you say it's a coincidence, the last time we played the game, we spent the last two days on a small boat.

This is fate! ”

Fu Anan cleaned up the space and moved out all the materials inside, and said to Fu Yizhi,

"I don't know if this world will continue after we leave, so the rest of the supplies will be left to the three big brothers on the ship."

Fu Yizhi watched her take things out of the space little by little, and did not speak.

The summer sun is rising higher and higher, and it is about to reach overhead.

Fu An'an's action of digging things slowed down, and he suddenly had a premonition that the game time was about to come.

"Brother Fu, Brother Fu, let's get a guy! I, Fu An'an, phone 153xxxxxxxx, go out and contact me!

153xxxxxxxx, Feixin is also this.

Don't forget to contact me! ”

Fu An'an finished yelling at him, only to hear the dinging sound in his ears, and instantly appeared in a pure white alien space.

[Game Beaver City, you have survived for thirty days.] Congratulations to the players who have successfully cleared the level, you will get 10 points, please keep up the good work. ]

A colored profile appears below.

[Name: Fu An'an.]

ID: 211136

Level: Level 2

Credits: 20]

The white mist lifted.

She went back to her room.

Thinking of the last second, she couldn't help but hammer the quilt in frustration.

It took two days for her to remember to exchange contact information at the last moment, why did she go earlier?

Is she a pig?

If you start early, with her cheeky skills, it will be up to Fu ...... What's going on?

Fu Anan was surprised to find that he couldn't remember the name of the kryptonite boss.

I forgot about the appearance.

The only ones who have influence are men, very tall, and rich.

Don't even think about it, it's definitely the hell that the game does.

Kryptonite boss won't forget himself too, right?

Can he remember his phone number?

Will he contact her?

That's a RMB player and a krypton boss!

Fu Anan slammed his head against the quilt in annoyance, it would be good to think about it earlier.

"Ahh

Fu Anan shouted, as if he had made a mistake of billions.

After being sad, I ordered a takeout by the way, and the salted fish was paralyzed on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

The survival forum has been updated.

The locked contents of the inside have been unlocked again, about Beaver City.

The latest post was hyped.

[Beaver City: The owner of the building is a small miscellaneous fish, just cleared customs.] I was lucky, and I met someone who hired a high player to spend money to win.

Now I will share with you how to clear the customs of the big guys.

Those who can clear the customs know that as long as there are enough supplies in the first twenty-seven days, the last three days are the most difficult in the game. ]