"Whew...... Whew......"

Shen Feng leaned against the tiger's corpse, panting heavily, clutching the shotgun tightly in his hand and a few bullets in his pocket.

The magazines of this gun have been refilled, and after carefully familiarizing himself with the construction of the firearm, he has mastered a series of skills such as loading and opening insurance.

Now only a firm grip on the gun can make him feel safe.

After relieving for a while, the tense nerves relaxed slightly, and the sore legs gradually regained strength, Shen Feng stood up, closed the door, picked up the heavy shotgun, and began to explore the police station.

In the gloomy building, there was already a group of bats living, startled by the gunfire just now, and flew in and out.

In addition, there are some insects and other creatures, but there are no large animals.

After all, this is the territory of tigers, and it has a natural deterrent effect on other animals.

There were still many uniformed stone statues in the building, and Shen Feng bypassed them and found the police room on the basement floor.

The door of the police room was firmly closed, but with the shotgun, it was naturally difficult for Shen Feng.

Shen Feng put the muzzle of the gun against the lock mouth, and with a shot, the door opened, and the scene in the warehouse appeared, which made his eyes light up.

Before the outbreak of gargoyleyles, the world was obviously very chaotic, so the police also stepped up their firepower.

Rows of pistols and submachine guns hung from gun racks, as well as boxes of bullets and even grenades.

In total, there were thirty or forty pistols, five submachine guns, two shotguns, and five grenades, as well as some tear gas launchers, and capture net guns in the entire panorium room.

Body armor, blast shields, batons, etc., there are also quite a few.

Walking into the police room and raising his hand to touch the guns and ammunition inside, Shen Feng only felt a spontaneous sense of peace of mind.

With these powerful weapons, he is the king of beasts in the jungle of this city!

In the face of the crystallization of human civilization, it is difficult for any beast to have a chance.

At this time, he couldn't help but be a little grateful for the gunfight games he had played before, as well as the gunfight movies he had watched.

With all the experience from works of art, he was barely able to use these weapons.

After a simple trial operation, Shen Feng immediately found the trick to excitation, and then put on a police stab-proof suit and backpack, and began to arm himself.

Two police pistols, a submachine gun, a shotgun, four grenades around his waist, plus a large number of bullets, were stuffed to the brim.

In addition to food and daily necessities, the backpack also contained a lot of ammunition.

After the Tiger raid just now, he already had a kind of fanaticism for firepower.

These things add up to almost dozens of catties, and Shen Feng has a little trouble walking.

But he didn't cut anything down.

In the coming days, it is expected that you will have to stay armed, so you will have to adapt as soon as possible.

Equipped with weapons and ammunition, Shen Feng came to the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the hall on the second floor of the building, set up the pot he found from the kitchen of the police station, put a pile of firewood underneath, and began to make a fire to cook.

took out a canned braised pork that had expired but was not yet swollen, as well as two bags of dehydrated dried vegetables, Shen Feng casually threw them into the pot and began to cook the soup.

The remaining piece of venison was also cut in half by Shen Feng, torn into pieces and thrown in.

The aroma of the broth quickly spread, and Shen Feng took out a palm-sized compressed biscuit from his bag, smashed it with the butt of a gun, and threw it into the pot little by little.

The soup spoon is very huge, it should be used to fry the big pot of dishes, but Shen Feng can't care so much, stirring the things in the pot little by little.

I don't know how many years of compressed biscuits that have existed were melted and boiled little by little, turning into a pot of porridge.

The aged canned beef and freshly roasted venison in the pot blend together to create an enticing aroma.

After the dried vegetables that have been quickly dried into powder are soaked in hot water, they are full of vitality again, and the colorful swelling floats up and floats in the pot, which can be regarded as full of color and flavor.

Although there was nothing wrong with the smell of these ingredients, Shen Feng still cooked them for a while just in case.

When the food in the pot turned into a thick porridge, Shen Feng took the pot off the fire and put it in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, put two guns beside him, held a spoon in his hand, and put a spoonful of porridge in front of the scenery outside the window, blew twice, and began to eat.

"Suck the ......" Shen Feng took a sip of meat porridge, the taste was okay, the aroma was strong, and the taste was a bit like preserved egg and lean porridge.

It's not very delicious, but it's warm and salty, which is very good in this environment.

Shen Feng sighed with satisfaction, and the tense nerves just now finally relaxed completely.

At this time, it was already evening, the remnant sun was like blood, the sky was full of golden red clouds, and looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire urban jungle was plated with a layer of dreamlike golden red.

The stone statues in the courtyard and in the streets seemed to come to life at this moment, as if the entire dead city had come to life.

He still had a sense of the unreality of a dream.

Yesterday at this time, he had just finished class and was about to go to work at a barbecue stand, but today he came to the last days of this sargoyletic outbreak, sitting in a dilapidated building and eating porridge cooked with compressed biscuits and expired canned beef.

If you think about it, this world also uses Chinese characters, and the level of development of the whole society is almost the same as that of the earth, and even in the newspapers, it calls itself the earth.

Then this is not a different world in the same universe, but an earth in a parallel universe, an earth that has experienced the end times!

Who developed the real apocalyptic game?

Why did you choose yourself as a player?

What do these tasks represent?

And, most importantly, can you go back?

Where do you go to find the mission target?

Shen Feng's mind was full of fog, according to the game's description of gargoyle, he should have been infected with gargoyle disease from the first minute he entered this world.

And the five tasks that the game gives you are basically related to the study of gargoyles.

Then, he should go to the world's core research institute for gargoyle.

There is definitely a goal for his mission there.

If you want to know where the core research institutions are, you need to check various information materials at the time of the arrival of the end of the gargoyle.

Wrong......

A flash of inspiration flashed in Shen Feng's mind, and he suddenly thought of a certain headline in the newspaper he had seen in the newsstand before:

“…… According to Professor Chen of the National Academy of Sciences, the latest vaccine is about to be developed......"

National Academy of Sciences!

Should it be your destination?

It's a pity that there is no electricity in this world, otherwise I would still be able to check the information through the residual computer and learn some information about gargoyle.

The sky completely darkened, and as night fell, the entire urban jungle quickly fell into darkness, like a black dead field.

There was silence, and all the sounds seemed extremely clear.

Shen Feng added a few pieces of firewood to the pyre behind him, turned his head to look outside, and was suddenly stunned.

In the darkness in the distance, on the top of a tall building, a light turned on in a certain window!

Is there anyone still alive!?

Someone escaped gargoyle!?

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the darkness outside, and the footsteps were rapid and heavy, which seemed very strange.

A dark shadow quickly rushed in from outside the courtyard and came downstairs, seemingly looking up at Shen Feng.

Shen Feng stood up suddenly, grabbed a burning firewood and threw it down from the window.

The flames scorched, revealing a humanoid creature on all fours.

Red musculature and blood vessels are messily exposed, like a human muscle anatomy in biology class.

On a blood-red face with no skin, his bare eyes stared at Shen Feng deadly!

He seemed to be smiling on his face!

Shen Feng stretched out his shotgun.