"What? Deduct all experience? Did you fault or did I hear it wrong? ”

The system gave her a sneer, which was an answer.

Feng Rin was not calm: "Is there a mistake!" I'm still a newbie! How can you give me an S-class mission! ”

The system also knew that the task was not easy, and his tone was slightly softened: "Just because you are a novice and have few experience points, even if you fail the task, you can quickly get up and start all over again......"

However, Feng Rin didn't listen.

By the time she heard "deduct all experience", she had already switched to combat form.

"You're a workplace PUA! Deliberately assign such a difficult job! ”

"You just don't like me! You just want me to get deflated! ”

"First they lied to me with clever words to do tasks, and now they want to pry away my entire wealth!"

"When my experience is blown by the wind?"

"Damn, deduct my experience, fight with you!"

The system was very ashamed of her suddenly, and finally stabilized her position: "Don't you always think about things in the bad way!" The first time you perform A-level and S-class missions, you will have a chance to resurrect, grab it is earn, how do you know if you don't try? ”

Feng Rin thought about it, and he would have 30 points of experience after completing an S-class mission.

30 points is not a small number.

Seeing that Feng Rinrin seemed to be a little tempted, the system hurriedly beat the chicken blood while it was hot: "People always have to look forward, only high risk can have high income!" Don't be afraid of failure, Hengzhu also has a chance to resurrect! You have to have faith in yourself! ”

Feng Rin has always been a person who seeks victory in stability.

She has read a lot of history and a lot of the art of war.

But at this moment she was still on top.

Death is dead, what kind of stability do you want!

She has nothing, even if she withholds the experience, it is just a factory restore, isn't it just starting from scratch?

She's scared!

Feng Rin suddenly became arrogant at this moment, patted his thigh and said, "I'll do it!" ”

The system was afraid that she would regret it, so she hurriedly read the precautions.

Feng Rin Rin heard from the beginning to the end, and felt very right.

Because in this next mission world, there is no law.

As she finished reading the progress bar, a golden magic array flashed beneath her feet.

Feng Rin only felt that her eyes flickered, and the next moment, she had left the sea of consciousness and was lying in the sea of corpses and blood-

A real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Her nose was filled with a strong fishy smell, her eyes were full of stumps and broken arms, and she herself was covered in several corpses, and she was face to face with a hideous and immature dead face.

Feng Rin moved her fingers, and the memories of the bitter lord had poured into her mind.

This bitter lord has no name, only one designation: E-337.

Before the cataclysm, this world was a little more advanced than the original world of Feng Rinrin, and lunar travel had just become a reality.

However, the first group of passengers to return from the moon inadvertently brought back an unknown virus from the moon.

This was the beginning of the nightmare on Earth.

This virus, which was later called "Corpse Flower", spread and mutated on a large scale on Earth, and most people were infected and bitten, becoming a member of the zombie army that craved the flesh and blood of the living.

But there are also a very small number of humans who have become supernatural.

Because the scale of zombies is far more than that of the superpowers, in less than half a year, the government function was completely scrapped, and the world pattern fell apart.

Ten years after the virus arrived on Earth, the word "country" no longer exists, replaced by large and small safe zones established by paranormal and survivors around the world.

The zombie army is getting stronger and stronger, and the safe zone is shrinking day by day, in order to continue the history of mankind, the safe zone has been researching abilities, hoping to popularize the ability and fight against the zombie army.

However, the probability of being able to obtain an ability through a virus infection is too small, and even if someone gets the ability, most of the combat power is scummy and useless.

However, five years ago, a paranormal scholar gave a cross-era research direction -

While abilities can't be exploited, they can be enhanced and transferred.

As a result, countless survivors living at the bottom of society came to the institute to become test subjects, and obtained abilities through blood delivery.

After a series of exercises, the test subjects strengthen their abilities, and the research institute draws their abilities out to strengthen the strong.

Each subject can be recycled ten times, after which their physical abilities will be severely weakened.

In order to seal the mouth, the research institute will dispose of them uniformly and throw them outside the safe area, so that the zombies can dispose of these "medicine residues".

The number of the Bitter Master indicates that she is Subject 337 of the E-class ability.

The bitter lord used to have a happy family, she was too young when the virus broke out, she didn't know what was going on, and for as long as she can remember, she was already a homeless child born in the safe zone, and her name, age and birthday were all mysteries.

She was arrested at the institute a year ago, because children have a short cell division cycle, proliferate quickly, and can be recycled twice more than adults, making them the best vehicle for strengthening.

During the year, she was out of luck, and like the other kids who were captured, she worked out her power-up abilities day after day, then lost them again and again.

Eventually, she and her fellow 50 children lost their usefulness, and the institute threw them into a modified "meat grinder".

This meat grinder doesn't grind them to minced meat, it just grinds them to pieces before dumping them in a "zombie trough" outside the safe zone.

Zombies with a keen sense of smell will not refuse fresh corpses that die within an hour.

The bitter lord had just been knocked down, and the corpses that smelled the smell were about to come over to eat.

Feng Rin pushed away the dead child in front of her, checked her hands and feet, and found that except for the damn punishment left by the system, the body of the bitter master basically had no external injuries.

It seems that the meat grinder employees this time are relatively rough and did not break the arms and legs of the bitter master.

The Zombie Trough is a huge pit of earth with countless corpses and bones underneath. Feng Rin stood up, looked at his hands and feet, and looked up at the dirt pit, and finally made sure that even if he was in his prime, he would not be able to climb out of this dirt pit.

The corpses were already approaching, and Feng Rin could almost smell the thick stench that was different from the environment.

It's worthy of an S-class mission, and I wanted her life at the beginning.

Feng Rin looked around, scared and nervous, almost urinating out.

If only there were boulders, the zombies would come one and she would flatten one, and two would come and she would have a pair.

Ahh

I regret it!

I'm so scared!

Damn, this place is so scary!

Just when she regretted that she shouldn't have been blinded by the system, the first zombie had already jumped down from the edge of the pit in a bat-flying posture and smashed on the pile of fresh corpses with a "bang".

Feng Rin hurriedly picked up a bloody severed hand to defend himself.

The zombie suddenly raised its head after landing on the ground, revealing a face that made Feng Rin have nightmares.

I saw that the face was badly rotten, full of cracks, with blurred facial features, a bloody mouth grinning directly to the root of the ear, and a wisp of flesh and blood hanging between the mutilated teeth.

Feng Rin saw its dignity, and he couldn't hold back, and with a "wow" sound, he vomited.