After Feng Du asked this sentence again, when he saw Sun Dao's confused expression, he knew that everything was in vain. So I chose to quit the game directly.

"If you have this kung fu to track down your whereabouts, it's better to practice boxing for three days and wait for the opening of the Chaos City."

Feng Du thought to himself, and the figure gradually disappeared.

"I've seen. But this game doesn't have a video function, and I'm not a genius, I can draw it by hand."

But on the premise of staying alive, Sun Dao didn't know that Feng Du had disappeared.

"I only know what they said two days later, Mr. Zhao, the main city or the main star or something.."

He still has a sad face now, and tells everything he knows to this "organization member" who seems to be more powerful than Brother Zhang. ”

However, as he spoke, after hearing no answer, he boldly looked up, only to see that the god had already quit the game, and where was his figure in the train today?

"Gone? Let's go to the real world to hunt down that Brother Zhang and the fat man."

Sun Dao cautiously glanced left and right, then lifted the firearm in his hand again, preparing to leave this dangerous place early.

In his mind, the T-virus incident caused this train to be like a honey nest at this time, and all kinds of wasps and bees flocked here.

"I don't know, there's a queen bee later."

With the idea that he couldn't stay here for a long time, Sun Dao got out of the train, and after avoiding the corpse of the licking predator, he was about to go out towards the tunnel in front of him, but he saw a briefcase in the dim light in the distance, and there seemed to be a briefcase in the track below the train behind him.

It is placed under the rear end of the train, in the middle of the track, and is obscured by a piece of rubble, so it is really not easy to spot if you don't look closely.

"It's so hidden, and even those organization members haven't found out, it must be something good!"

When Sun Dao saw it, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

At this time, the words "hidden plot" suddenly popped up in his heart.

So, under Qian Zhuang's courage and the intention of making a fortune, Sun Dao turned back and bent down to get under the train, wanting to drag the briefcase out.

During this time, when he removed the gravel and grabbed the briefcase, he didn't seem to be worried at all, that a zombie would emerge from under the train, or that the train would suddenly turn and crush him to death.

"Whew, finally took it out.."

His body was black and gray, and after Sun Dao held the briefcase in his arms, he no longer had any thoughts in his heart.

I saw that he used the game's space backpack to put away the firearm and the briefcase he was carrying on the ground, and hurried out of the one-kilometer-long tunnel and came to the ground in the light before it got dark.

"I'm Cao, it's so exciting.."

When the sun cleared, he saw that there were no zombies nearby, and only now did he sit on the ground, feeling scared of what he had just done with the briefcase.

It can be seen that when he took the briefcase, he was not afraid, but for the word "money", he took a breath of relief.

And now, with his heart vented, Sun Dao only felt weak, and even his hands were shaking.

But he sat on the ground, his hands and feet shaking, and he knew that now was not the time to rest.

"It's not safe here, it's empty. I need to find a place where there are few zombies, and to prevent the "Order" from finding out about me and taking things away, or getting into some real trouble."

Sun Dao made up his mind, and after bending down and getting up from the ground, he took out his firearm and walked towards a building in the distance.

Along the way, because it was one or two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was poisoning, he didn't encounter any zombies, and came to this seven-story residential building safely.

Later, he looked and found that the building was still intact and quiet under nuclear weapons, and when there was no disturbance, he also raised the courage to walk in.

Trample..

In the silence of the first floor, Sun Dao's footsteps sounded, because the elevator was broken, he entered through the escape staircase next to it.

And in the dark corridor, he was holding a firearm, and his spirit was tense, and he finally reached the seventh floor, only to see him walk to a door, turn sideways, and quietly push the door open.

Click—

As soon as the door opened, the scene in the room came into view.

The dust on the ground was thick, and the furniture was shattered and fell to the ground, which was a little messy.

After Sun Dao saw it, he carefully inspected the house, and when he found that there were no zombies, he locked the door and lay down directly on the bed in the bedroom.

Flutter—

Dust swirled on the bed.

"Ahem.. It's a little dirty, but it's safe, and there's nothing else. ”

Sun Dao lay on the bed, coughing, looking at the dust wafting in the air.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

For example, like a survivor in a post-apocalyptic world, find supplies, or build a base for survivors. That idea was too far away for him, and he didn't want to bother to do it.

After all, while the game is real, it doesn't have the great horror of death.

"Maybe it's because the pain is too low to really feel death, or the fear that comes with pain."

Sun Dao pinched his arm, and when he found that his arm was already bruised, he felt a little pain.

I have to say that real skins are indeed a road barrier that hinders the evolution of players.

"If there is no pain, there is no fear of injury. But correspondingly, professional gamers like me, who can endure boredom and kill monsters for money, can progress to the advanced world! After all, in the advanced game world, the pain is 100%! ”

Sun Dao thought about it, his eyes brightened.

It was as if his legs were no longer sore, and his hands were no longer shaking.

So, for the sake of money, he sat up and took out the file bag from the space.

"I don't know, there's a hidden plot in this, or something good.."

Sun Dao was looking forward to it, and when he saw that the file bag was not locked, he directly pressed the buttons on both sides.

Suddenly, with a "click" sound, the document bag unfolded from both sides, and more than a dozen documents stored in the isolation bag appeared in the middle.

After Sun Dao saw it, he curiously took it out and found that it was really a dozen files, with no trigger tasks and no hidden rewards.

"What is this? Virtualization, artificial computer technology? ”

He looked at the English file names that had been translated by the system on it, and then looked at the dense formulas below, and found that he couldn't understand it at all.

"I wouldn't have gone through all the trouble to get such a thing, would I? After making red? Besides, even if it's true, the theory in the game can only be realized in the game, right? ”

Sun Dao was a little helpless, but thinking that talking was better than nothing, he opened the forum, intercepted the document in part, and sent it.

He hoped that if someone wanted this document, it would be worth it in exchange for a few loaves of bread.

After all, in the game, after so much nervousness, he was already a little hungry...