Chapter 3 The Town

Maserati ran frantically on the empty and desolate highway. Morlipi smiled and said, "Idiot boy, it's not bad" and took the big viper back. Kirk's hand hurt so badly that he screamed to unload the mill and kill the donkey, so he could only give it to him obediently.

Then, Maury ignored him, and Kirk began to secretly examine what he had just gained. Now he had a blood-red spatial mark on his chest, a hideous red ghost head. He had read a lot of novels before, and he was no stranger to infinite streaming, and it seemed like him to do these things.

He looked inwardly at the imprint and saw a 1 cubic meter box space, with only a white key inside, and it also showed that his current survival point was 117 points. The starting survival point for a newbie is 100, plus the 17 walking corpses that you just killed. He pulls out the white key and prompts him if to open the chest now, and he chooses yes.

Then a white box emerged from the space, a glimmer of golden light flashed, and a golden ring actually appeared!

"Damn, Lao Tzu's character finally broke out, and the white key opened the golden equipment, which is like the protagonist!" Kirk cried with joy, fantasizing about the explosion of the king's overlord and the grand occasion when the treasures of the Quartet came to invest.

It's a pity that he was happy too early, and when he took it to his hand, he saw that it was not a gold ring, but a brass ring! The stat is Stamina +1.

"That's right, it's equivalent to a 25% increase in physical strength." Kirk sighed, comforted himself, and put it on the middle finger of his right hand. Fortunately, he still knew the truth of Lu Daocai, and found a pair of leather gloves from the car and put them on, so that he could also protect some walking corpses from bites and disgusting juices.

"Where are we going?" Kirk couldn't help but ask.

Maury took out a cigarette and lit it, spit out a puff of smoke at Kirk, choking Kirk to cough, and then laughed evilly: "I don't know what to do, do you have a plan?" Handsome pot? ”

Kirk begins to run at high speed, recalling the plot.

Without a doubt, his most important task now is to survive in this damn world. That doesn't sound difficult, right? The simplest, drive around the corner, and the walking corpses won't drive after them anyway.

However, Kirk believes that if someone tries to fool Space by running around, Space will most likely play an international joke with his life.

The survival mission is the hardest, as long as you live, even if you complete the mission, there is no punishment, which means a lot of unpredictable risks, and escaping is the biggest risk.

Your car will run out of gas, right? Finding oil is dangerous.

You have to sleep at night, right? Hordes of corpses raid you.

You can't skip a meal, can you? Finding food is dangerous.

Kirk summed it up that there are two biggest problems in survival now: one is resources, including but not limited to food, water, clothing, and tents. One is security, which requires guns, ammunition, safe shelter, strong teams, and so on. These need to be collected or looted.

Compared with the two, guns and ammunition are more important. Kirk looked at the dagger that Maury "kindly" gave him, a tabula rasa, which cannot be taken out of the scene, with 5 damage points and 1 survival point value.

Just rely on this killing of the walking corpse, and how many lives have to be hung here.

Kirk wasn't sure if he, as a contractor, would turn into a walking corpse with a bite like a normal person. But he didn't want to try either, having a gun in this scene was king.

Where is the nearest gun in Atlanta?

Kirk pondered and meditated, and there was only one conclusion. That's the town police station where the main character, Rick, lives. The police departments in the United States have ammunition depots with police rifles, riot shotguns, high-powered pistols and police body armor, and their survivability will be guaranteed.

"We went to Rick's town, he had an ammunition depot there, and we needed guns and bullets." Kirk said to Maury.

Maury spat out a puff of smoke rings and looked satisfied. "It's like a man's words, boy, if you said like a that you were going to find a place to hide, you'd be kicked out of the car by me and left to fend for yourself."

Kirk was in a cold sweat, and it seemed that there was also a hidden aspect in the scene. Characters will act according to the spatial arrangement, but more often will judge for themselves. This is also Mori's chance to observe and test himself. If Kirk and Morry don't get along, Maury will still abandon Kirk, but fortunately he chose the right one this time.

Maserati stormed Rick's town. It's a typical suburban town in the eastern part of the United States, quiet and laid-back, full of lush greenery and greenery, and the only thing that is discordant is the roaming original inhabitants on the road.

Maserati screams and crashes into a walking corpse, and Murray and Kirk get out of the car. β€œI’msorry!” Murray also gave the batted walking corpse a black humor, and then took out the big poisonous snake is a random bombardment.

Kirk finally saw Maury's formidable force. When he saw the walking corpse, it was a headshot, and when he got closer, the blade of his right wrist pierced through the head of the walking corpse, directly through the skull or the big mouth. The walking corpse dies quickly, one by one. However, it is broad daylight now, the walking corpses are not very active, and there are not many walking corpses around, I believe that Mo Li will not be able to kill seven in and seven out of the corpse group like Zhao Zilong in Changbanpo.

The two men set out to explore the police station as quickly as possible. This police station is not large, it is a suburban police station, like the police station around the Kirk family community.

So the two men quickly found the location of the ammunition depot, and Maury kicked the door open and rushed in with a gun.

Soy sauce party Kirk followed.

But it was empty, and there was nothing on the iron shelves except hooks. Scattered here and there were some empty bullet boxes.

Maury glanced at Kirk angrily, and Kirk sneered, "It seems that everyone has taken it away..."

"Rick must have been here." Murray had a gloomy face, "He's the deputy sheriff, of course he knows what's here, let's go"

Coming out of the police station, Kirk suddenly remembered an incident, the main character Rick's home is around here, and there may be some good things left in it, and he should search for it.

He spoke to Murray, and Murray nodded in agreement, and the two of them walked towards Rick's house.

Rick's home is already in shambles, and after Maury defeats two uninvited guests, Kirk wastes no time in picking up the missing knife and brushing up the survival point.

And then the two of them just flipped around. Kirk saw Rick's family portrait, and he secretly kept it away. The two men had nothing to gain other than find a pistol and 20 rounds of ammunition that Rick had hidden.

"We're wasting our time. Now it must go. Maury said, kicking the table in hatred and making a loud noise.

As one of the culprits behind the loss of his right hand, Rick is the object of his hatred. He was willing to come this time, not necessarily without the idea of finding some of Rick's weaknesses and exploiting them.

Kirk expressed understanding, and as soon as the two left, Maury took out a lighter, lit another cigarette, took a puff, and threw the lighter into Rick's house.

Rick's house was a wooden structure, and the fire began to burn rapidly, and the fire was blazing.

"Let's go, we need to keep looking for guns." Murray said gloomily.

"I have another plan." Kirk had a sudden inspiration.

"I'm starting to like you a little bit, idiot boy, say!" Maury spits smoke rings.

"I wonder where Dorrick left the police station's gun?" Kirk was in high spirits: "On a cross street in Atlanta. ”

Maury was silent, and after the cataclysm, Atlanta became the most dangerous place, gathering countless walking corpses. Once you enter and are discovered, you will definitely not be spared, and even running away has become a luxury. I heard that an elite heavy armored unit of the United States was lost in Atlanta, and the defensive line formed was not held, and the soldiers died in batches.

Kirk also knew that going to Atlanta would take a lot of risk, so he was hesitant. The reason why he still said it was because he had just received a prompt from the space.

"Please note to all Novice Trials Contractors that the 12-hour protection period is about to expire. Tonight, the walking corpse will undergo its first large-scale evolutionary mutation, increasing health and speed by 10%, and improving smell, hearing, and sight. Story difficulty increased from C- to C. During the 7 days of this Novice Trial mission, every 48 hours, the evolution mutation of the walking corpse will occur, and the difficulty of the story will increase. Correspondingly, the contractor's reward bonus will also be increased. Please make all the preparations. ”

It's approaching dusk now, and the first day is almost over. This mission is to survive for 7 days, according to Kirk's calculations, the walking corpse evolves once in 48 hours, and he has to survive at least three more walking corpse evolutions, and the difficulty is increased three times, and it will become a B-level difficulty! Come to think of it, he's just a newcomer rated D-class, how difficult it would be to survive in the B-level difficulty world! Based on this evolution, the walking corpses will be faster, stronger, and easier to spot humans in hiding at that time. If you blindly escape, there is only one dead end. Politics comes out of the barrel of a gun, and having a gun and a bullet is the last word.

"Nima!" Kirk gritted his teeth and cursed the space. "Is this still a fucking novice trial? Can't you give a way to live? ”

As a plot character, Maury clearly sensed the looming danger and nodded in agreement with Kirk's adventure plan.

The two of them were silent on the highway, and the trip was extremely dangerous. Kirk was also forced to go to Liangshan, although others are timid and afraid, but they will not sit idly by when it is time to take risks. Since the Zhilu Dao space is ruthless, you have to force yourself to catch ducks on the shelves.

Maury handed Kirk his police pistol to Kirk and briefly taught him what to look out for when using a pistol. The pistol has a short barrel and is easy to carry, especially suitable for shooting at sudden targets at close range, so the pistol is well suited for close combat. After Maury's simple training, Kirk realized that his shot just now was really weak. The first is to master the aiming point, the second is to keep the crosshair gap flat, the third is to master the timing of the shot, and the fourth is to have a stable mentality.

Kirk was listening, when suddenly a spatial prompt came to his ears:

"You received the [Basic Small Firearms Mastery] skill from the plot character Maury. The opponent's skill level is 6, and your skill level is 0, and the chance of success is 98.6%. ”

"Your [Basic Small Gun Mastery] has been upgraded to level 1. The current proficiency level is 17/200, and it is automatically upgraded when the proficiency limit is reached. ”

[Basic Small Gun Mastery]: Increases the mastery of pistols, large pistols, and submachine guns, increases damage by 5%, and increases shooting accuracy by 5%.

In space, skills play a supporting role, and people themselves are the key factor. For example, firearm skills are auxiliary shooting, and improving shooting accuracy does not directly increase the hit rate. For example, if a sharpshooter deliberately shoots an opponent in the sky, it is impossible to hit. Skill mastery just makes aiming easier and easier to hit opponents.

Kirk was secretly overjoyed in his heart, and the handsome images of various pig's feet flashed in his eyes again, so he took the trouble to ask Morley all kinds of firearms questions. Until Maury roared in anger, Kirk had nothing more to gain. It seems that the teaching of the plot characters has a very complicated relationship with favorability, physiognomy, and skill level. Maury taught him this skill, and compatibility is the premise, but in order to get his cover when grabbing the gun, he didn't let this little white waste completely drag the oil bottle and drag his legs.

But Kirk was already satisfied, and 7 days was still a long time anyway. Now Maury is already a source of all kinds of handsomeness in his eyes. Kirk's affectionate eyes looked at Murray, who threatened other people's assholes all day long, and said that it was better to stay away from this guy who was inclined to back the mountain.