No wanderer of skill can go out at night.

So, as it should be, the mission was postponed to the next day.

Hansley was in the room and did not leave. Wang Yao didn't sleep all night, and easily solved the small night that wanted to steal.

The temptation of pure water is greater than you think. Nearly half of the wanderers in Nuke Town are alarmed and join the search team. Wang Yao was also among the people who went out. He had six days left.

Hans didn't follow, she was a burden, and of course Wang Yao wouldn't take her. In order not to leave Hans in Nuclear Bomb Town and be attacked by those thieves, Wang Yao took his backpack with him.

In the deserted Gobi, a bush is blown and rolled by the wind. Wang Yao walked into this wasteland alone, and the outline of the nuclear bomb town behind him was only a little faint.

A hundred meters ahead is a broken bridge, and beneath it is a nearly dry river. There are several simple buildings on the broken bridge. Wang Yao glanced at it from a distance, then turned around and walked along the river. The language barrier and his lack of interest in dealing with these aborigines.

The map records Wang Yao's distorted exploration route, and the number on the upper left is also constantly jumping, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes 0.56.

After walking aimlessly for dozens of minutes, Wang Yao finally saw the first mutant creature on the road.

A hundred meters away, it was a two-meter-tall creature, but it was extremely thin. He staggered closer, one arm shrunk, the other stout.

"It's a big problem." Lin Zhan put down the binoculars, muttered in a low voice, and suddenly turned his head to make a gesture.

"Find a place to hide, don't take the lead!"

A dozen people scattered and hid behind dirt bags.

"What's that?" Ye Jingwen whispered to Lin Zhan, who was waiting on the side.

"Prepare your weapons, don't leave your head out. Sniper, don't let it come close! After the order was issued, facing Ye Jing Wenlin's face softened slightly: "Number 56, a mutant rat man." The creature is slow-moving, but its thick arms allow it to throw stones as powerful as bullets. ”

The sniper caught up from the rear, hid behind the dirt bag not far from Lin Zhan, and set up the sniper rifle.

The crosshair follows the mutant rat-man's staggering steps. Seconds later, the sniper pulled his finger and pulled the trigger!

Bang -

The sound of loud and crisp gunfire echoed throughout the wilderness, passing out.

The mutant rat-man body responded. Freeze in place.

"Hit!" Some people rejoiced, and the snipers got up and shouted excitedly. Killing these ugly mutated creatures always gives you a strange sense of accomplishment.

"Hide!" Lin Zhan, who was observing with a telescope, was shocked to find that the mutant rat man had not fallen, and hurriedly shouted at the sniper!

"What ......" the sniper looked at him blankly, and his reaction was a beat slower. In the next second, a fist-sized stone let out a terrible roar shot from a distance.

……

Red flesh bursts. Sprinkle the entire table. The watermelon was smashed and torn apart.

A boy and a girl, a handsome young man helplessly sat on the sofa and looked at Lin Xia who was holding a watermelon and nibbling on it.

"You came all the way to eat watermelon."

"When sucking—sucking—of course not." Lin Xia said vaguely, and his mouth was full of red juice. "There's a virtual panorama game coming out recently, and I'm here to invite you to participate."

The young man sat up slightly: "This is made by the organization behind you?" ”

"Almost." Lin Xia put down the watermelon, pulled off the tissue and wiped his mouth. After the nanny came over and cleaned the table, he continued: "I can't explain how specific it is. Anyway, you'd better go in and try it, it's fun. If you're bored in this villa for a day, you're about to become an otaku. ”

"I'm a man."

"It doesn't matter~" Lin Zhan waved his hand.

The young man hesitated for a moment and asked, "What's the name of that game?" ”

"The aftermath of the apocalypse."

……

"Stand back!" The headless corpse fell on its back. A little bit of blood splashed on Lin Zhan's face, making his roaring face look a little hideous.

Half a day's smooth sailing made them forget that this is a wasteland full of dangers, and the loss rate of previous expeditions has been more than 70%.

"The mutant nezumi are moving slowly, let's get out of range as soon as possible!" Lin Zhan unwillingly turned his head to glance at the mutant rat man and shouted loudly.

"And it's not in our collection." Xiao Wu continued.

"There's no need." Wang Yao touched the red scratches brought out by the stones thrown by the mutant rat man before, reached behind his hand, and slowly pulled out a spear.

"Little Five, help me calibrate."

Wang Yaodi snorted, and the muscles of his arm bulged out. A black light flashed, tearing through the air like thunder. It slammed into the body of the mutant rat-man a hundred meters away. The sheer force sent it flying several meters away.

It wasn't dead yet, and it was struggling on the ground. Until Wang Yao got closer, he couldn't get up. The stout arm gripped at the ground, and a block of mud fell into his palm, and the nezumi instantly threw it towards the enemy more than ten meters away.

Smack-

Wang Yao's left hand stretched out. Inadvertently, he grabbed the stone that shot in it and crushed it.

Walking to the rat man's side, a black blade appeared in the palm of his hand, and Wang Yao waved his palm and easily cut off the rat man's head.

The nezumi no longer struggled. Wang Yao stepped onto the rat man's chest with a blank face and pulled out the black spear. Some darkened black blood shot out.

"It's not as difficult to deal with as you think. Throwing the blood off the black spear, Wang Yao retracted behind him. The whole battle was like a joke.

"It's you who are too strong." Xiao Wu emerged from Wang Yao's shoulder. "Mutant rat people are as powerful as bullets, and the stones they throw are no threat to you.

Wang Yao was noncommittal.

Continue down the dry river deeper into the wilderness. Creatures always have to drink water. Traveling along a river increases the chance of encountering mutated creatures.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yao returned to the nuclear bomb town. There is nothing to gain other than the quest progress that changes to 2.13 and the knowledge that there are no targets there.

Hans had waited for a long time, and was about to pounce when he saw Wang Yao come back. I was embarrassed to squirm when I got closer. Ignoring her, Wang Yao looked at the zombie Moss.

The hostel atmosphere was strange today. On weekdays, there were only sporadic guests, but today it was full of people, and all of them didn't say a word, and their eyes followed Wang Yao's movements. A smell of blood permeated the hotel.

Moss smiled a seemingly hideous, but actually friendly, knocked on the table and said something loudly to the surrounding guests. I saw those people hustling to the bar, still on the table with their harvest still on the table.

Packed in cans, everything in glass bottles. There was even a heart thrown up.

Crushing the palms of a few hands that wanted to fish in troubled waters and touch the backpack, Wang Yao took out his spear and pierced it on the floor for three minutes.

The move finally pushed the enthusiastic loitering out a bit. A few screaming with their palms in hand were thrown out. (To be continued.) )