"It is also a kind of happiness to be able to get drunk and dream of death."

Zhong Ming replied with the lollipop he had just bought, but his eyes were erratic, and he didn't know what he thought.

Zhang Chunhua put his jade hand to his lips, some wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Beauty, throw the pot, the farthest one can take the puppet."

A small monster walked over, holding a few arrow feathers in his hand, and then stretched out his claws and pointed first at the huge bear puppet on the side, and then at the nine quivers not far away.

Zhong Ming put down the lollipop in his hand and threw it in the trash can on the side, he was still not used to that kind of sweetness, it seemed that only the wine could make him feel a little comfortable.

"You try."

Zhang Chunhua seemed to smile, handed the bladeless arrow in his hand to Zhong Ming, Zhong Ming stretched out his hand to take it, and then he was stunned in his heart, he didn't expect that this seemingly light arrow feather would be so heavy.

Zhong Ming's face remained unchanged, and then he casually threw the arrow in his hand.

"Bump."

A crack cracked in the ground, and the ninth quiver was smashed to pieces, and the surrounding pots were smashed out of the cracks.

"This..."

The little demon looked a little stunned, this arrow was a little difficult for even a demon king to pick up, Zhong Ming picked it up so easily, and smashed the quiver, which made him a little overwhelmed.

"Still, it's too light."

Zhong Ming could feel the emotions attached to the arrow feathers, but compared to the emotions on the fragments of the Herald Banner, it seemed easy.

"Little demon, it's better not to touch this arrow."

Zhong Ming stretched out his hand and touched the little wolf demon's head, and then left the stunned wolf demon and walked in front without hurrying.

Zhang Chunhua rolled his eyes, but he was used to Zhong Ming's incomprehensible style, and he didn't pick up the huge doll, so he followed behind Zhong Ming.

"Look, your luck isn't really good."

Zhang Chunhua said with a smile, Zhong Ming put down the wine jug on his lips and looked at the rat demon and the woman he had kidnapped, looking indifferent.

"Hey, you don't want that piece anymore?"

Zhang Chunhua stretched out his tender elbow and poked Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming rolled his eyes and played with the cards in his hand, as if waiting for something.

"Save her, I will bear all the consequences."

"Save her... Save her..."

The wine jug in Zhong Ming's hand fell to the ground, his voice was so clear, but with an inexplicable familiarity, he couldn't help but ask:

"In this episode, she won't get hurt."

“......”

The voice didn't continue, Zhong Ming picked up the Karakuri crossbow in his hand and sighed, as if realizing something.

The blood-red sand that I hadn't seen for a long time swept by again, and this time unlike before, all the characters who were developing the plot were also brought in together.

"Long time no see, Pioneer."

"Bump."

A picture of knowing oneself and knowing who was thrown out by someone exploded around Zhong Ming, illuminating Zhong Ming's figure in the yellow sand.

"National war?"

Zhong Ming looked around, everyone's consciousness seemed to be in a coma state, but they all held cards in their hands, and each plot character held two hidden military general cards in their hands.

"You, what do you want."

Zhong Ming held the cards in his hand, and he turned over the two hidden military general cards and glanced at them, and then counted the number of players.

plus an unknown black shadow, no more, no less, just eight people.

"Quite simply, we know that if we want to defeat the Pioneers, we need to follow unique rules.

"If you win, you can leave with all of them unharmed, and if you lose, they will be buried with you, are you ready?"

The black shadow's words were not hideous, but with an inexplicable chill, Zhang Chunhua's card seemed to be about to say something, but Zhong Ming couldn't hear her voice either.

"Let's get started."

Zhong Ming looked at the two generals assigned to him again, the forces Wei, Cao Cao, and Xiahoudun.

It's not that weak, but it's not very familiar after all.

……

"It's incredible."

I don't know where I was, but when I walked out of the path drawn by the painter, I could only see the wreckage of the machine, and then there was a lonely tall building, the ground was full of dust and mixed with the blood of unknown creatures, and the doctor seemed to see something and let out a sigh.

He picked up the test tube in his hand and looked at the monster in front of him.

The monster lay dying in the center of a group of monster corpses.

With a blood-red virus flowing on his body, and the corpses of monsters that looked the same as monsters piled up next to him, the gambler frowned and felt a little uncomfortable.

"You want to save it?"

The painter's expression is very complicated, although the face of this monster is hideous and terrifying, it is not difficult to see that he was also a person before.

What's even more mysterious is that the knife in the hand of this monster is still inserted in the body of the surrounding monster corpse, but the behavior of the surrounding monsters is the same, even if they are dead, they still have to deliver the virus in their bodies to this monster that was once a human.

that he may live, and not die.

"Why don't you save, we didn't change what was supposed to happen."

The painter opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just wanted to say something.

Although this monster will not die, it is difficult to retain the consciousness of life, and the doctor will inevitably pay the price one day in the future if he is contaminated with cause and effect.

But the painter also knows the doctor, and what he decides cannot be changed.

So the painter pulled the dazed gambler and walked to the side of the pool to fetch water from a kettle.

Although the water source may not be clean, the doctor made a homemade potion, which is not a big problem.

The really hard thing is to keep the monster awake when he retains the consciousness of his life.

If the pioneer flag is still there, it will be simple.

Thinking of this, the painter shook his head helplessly.

The gambler touched his head stupidly, and then took a jug of water like a painter.

......

"What a fool."

His name is Wanmin, a strange name, and the place where he is located is a kind of virtual world, and he is just one of the characters, but apparently he doesn't know any of this.

Wan Min sat on the plane and laughed at the zombie horde below, where scientists have developed a virus that can enhance people's physical fitness and reaction speed.

But as a result, a monster called a zombie was created.

Wan Min, as the son of a local hero, has no worries about food and clothing, even to the point where the research institute is surrounded by zombies, he can still sit on a helicopter and watch the escape of the people below and the struggle of the infected people.

"Young master, fly, fly."

Ordinary zombies can't fly, this is everyone's common knowledge, but they never thought that there would be a person who created another toxin that is completely different from the zombie virus.

As a result, the two viruses reacted together in the body, giving birth to a terrifying monster.

However, the corresponding seedlings have never been manufactured.

The monster broke through the laboratory that had not been breached by the zombies underneath, and rushed directly to the helicopter, the green and red color, Wan Min unconsciously fell into a cold sweat, and after many years of pampered life, he did not have the ability to face danger.

"Young master, jump."

The subordinate on the side handed him a parachute, Wanmin likes excitement, parachuting has been practiced for many years, so it is naturally difficult for him, but the dense zombie group below, what is the result of jumping, can be imagined.

"You are the people."

When people are desperate, they will be accustomed to grasping at the last straw, and although they do not know where the sound comes from, the people do not think about it in the slightest, and cry out loudly:

"Help me, as long as I can live, I will do anything."

"Don't worry, since I'm here, I can naturally protect you."

A black suit fell from the sky and kicked the monster on the plane, the kick didn't have much strength, but there were bursts of flesh and blood corrosion and the monster's muffled snort from the monster's body, obviously this person is not a good stubble.

"This one is for you, and the rest is up to you."

The man in black stretched out his hand under the hat, that hand was extremely white and tender, although he couldn't distinguish between men and women, but the people who had been hollowed out by the wine for a long time still lost their minds for a moment.

He took what looked like a chip from the man.

After the chip arrived in his hand, there was a sharp burning pain soon, and the chip merged into the arm, although there was no trace, but the severe pain in the palm of the hand was telling Wanmin that this was not a dream.

"The rest, it's up to you, hehe, pioneer, how do you solve the chess pieces I dropped casually."

After the man left, he sank into the gap in the air, and then took out a strange cracked chessboard from his bosom, on which there were only nine chess pieces, both the chessboard and the chess pieces were wooden, and the whole body was covered with inky luster, making it difficult to see the material.

The very good-looking palm picked up one of the nine chess pieces and placed it at the end of the small chessboard, and the broken chessboard trembled for a moment, and finally returned to stability.

The man smiled, but he didn't hide the hint of astringency at the corner of his mouth.

......

"Is it you who saved me?"

Wan Min opened his eyes and quickly closed them, as if he could not bear the stimulation of the sun's rays, and when he got used to it, he felt a sharp pain coming from all over his body, and then fainted again.

The doctor rolled his eyes, took the reagent bottle in his hand and injected it into the syringe, and then neutralized the water brought by the painter, as for the gambler's take, he threw it aside, this guy who lost everything, he didn't believe it.

"Bump."

I don't know how hard the doctor used, when the needle was inserted into Wan Min's shoulder, although the unconscious Wan Min's body still shook, it seemed that he couldn't adapt to the sudden stimulation.

The painter couldn't help but tremble, the hand holding the brush made a mistake, he sighed helplessly, crushed the whole piece of paper that had been drawn wrongly, and lit it in his hand.

But the gambler seemed indifferent, and the painter looked at him stupidly and stupidly, and drew something on his head with a brush, and then re-laid the new paper with a wicked smile and prepared for the rest of the road.

"Chenxi, do you think this person can still live?"

The doctor's method was very rough, so he almost poured the potion into Wanmin's mouth, and the painter's arm twitched, as if it hurt when he looked at it, he blinked his eyelids, opened his eyes to the gambler and said nonsense:

"Should... It doesn't hurt. ”

His eyes dodged, and his eyes stared at his picture scroll without blinking, and he seemed to be very unconfident.

Gambler: "......"