How do you make a plan to protect yourself to the fullest? Mu Feng fell into deep thought again.

Hey, if only you could know how you are doing now!

As soon as his thoughts fell, a clear data panel appeared in his mind.

"Name: Mu Feng. Man. Status: Not selected. Constitution: 5 (Defense: 10) Strength: 7 (Attack: 14) Intelligence: 1 Agility: 2. Tentative Class: Zombie, Level 1, 0/10 Passive Skill: Tear. ”

That's what I'm right now? If you are agile, Mu Feng feels that it is barely acceptable! After all, the speed of my current self is just as fast as that of ordinary humans.

But for Mako's intelligence is lower than agility!! Looking at the fluttering vertical stem, Mu Feng felt that he had been seriously insulted!

But he forgot to think about it, can a corpse have a high IQ? If it weren't for the fact that the lowest value of the character's attribute in the space is 1, perhaps he would have become the only strange species in history that can still think with zero IQ.

Of course, such a thing didn't make Mu Feng entangled for too long. He knew he had to take advantage of the chaos to escalate quickly.

Because, over time, the number of humans will decrease dramatically, and in the later stage, he will have to face crawlers who cannibalize zombies, heavily armed mercenaries, and selected ones of unknown strength.

The Chosen One is the human beings selected from various planes in the digital space, and they usually have some kind of unique quality, and they are the best of the human race in a certain aspect.

And Mu Feng was originally not qualified to enter the digital space, and his arrival was just an accident.

Walk down the chaotic streets and watch cars go on a rampage and then overturn.

Mu Feng wanted to go over and pull out the unconscious driver inside and eat it. But he didn't do it after all, and God knows, will those cars suddenly explode?

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the space! Mu Feng firmly believes in this.

Therefore, even when he saw some zombies gnawing on delicious corpses on the street, Mu Feng chose to take a detour.

He believed that the most urgent task at the moment was to find some weapons and armor that he could use to enhance his combat capability.

Perhaps favored by Lady Luck, Mu Feng soon discovered a weapons shop.

He pushed open the door that had been distorted by a passing car, and cautiously slipped inside, bent over and keeping his head as low as he could. Prevent someone inside from firing at him.

"Bang!" Shots rang out.

A high-speed spinning bullet grazed Mu Feng's scalp and shot out of the door, followed by a scream.

Damn, there was an ambush! I'll just say, there's no such thing as taking advantage of the space for nothing.

A trace of cold sweat seeped out of Mu Feng's forehead, and he reached out to wipe it...... Well, it's dry......

"Bang!" Another bullet hit the wooden shelf beside Mu Feng, and the fine sawdust fell to the ground. He quickly shrank behind a stone pillar.

"Who?"

A middle-aged man asked in a loud voice as he poked out half of his bare head from behind the counter.

“……”

For such a lewd behavior of a man, Mu Feng showed strong indignation! Ya, I've fired two shots in a row, and I still want to set it up? Dream on!

So, he chose to use silence to fight against men's violence!

"Who are you? If I don't talk again, I'll shoot! The middle-aged man raised the M16 in his hand and threatened.

Shoot? I'm so scared, I'm afraid that you can use a bomb! Mu Feng, who was cowering behind the stone pillar, grinned, but still didn't speak.

"Al, be careful, it could be those monsters!" Another, slightly younger voice came.

Two people?

After hearing this voice, Mu Feng, who was hiding behind the stone pillar, wanted to cry without tears.

He doesn't have the ability to pick two out of one! Although the other party is only two civilians, they have guns!

"Sand, sand......"

The slight sound of footsteps gradually approached the place where Mu Feng was hiding. Al walked slowly, his hands trembling slightly. Those man-eating monsters are terrifying......

Soon, his nervousness relaxed.

A white cloth ribbon stretched out from behind the stone pillar and shook softly.

It should be a human, he took two quick steps, and then saw a thigh lying on his side, the thigh was swinging back and forth with some twitching, probably the owner was injured.

"Oh my gosh, William Hill, it's a wounded man!" Al let out a cry and ran to the pillar. He was very worried that the two shots he fired just now would injure someone by mistake.

William Hill naturally saw the shaking white scarf, and the originally high vigilance fell instantly. The muzzle of the gun that was aimed in his hand couldn't help but move down.

Those man-eating monsters don't have the IQ to raise the white flag.

At this time, Mu Feng behind the stone pillar covered his lower abdomen with his right hand, held a white cloth strip in his left hand, and made a "woo" sound in his mouth. He lowered his head, looking very weak, but he smiled in his heart.

Quack, Uncle Ben's performance can win the Academy Award!

Hearing Al's hurried footsteps, Mu Feng was ecstatic and nervous. This was his only chance. As long as you bite this middle-aged bald man to death first and snatch his gun, with your immortal body, are you afraid that you won't be able to shoot the other one?

"Are you alright?" Obviously, Al was deceived by Mu Feng's superb acting skills, and when he saw Mu Feng covering his lower abdomen, he really thought that he was a human who was injured by himself.

So, he hurriedly put down the gun and lowered his head to check Mu Feng's wound, and the back of his neck was completely defenseless in front of Mu Feng.

For this piece of fat delivered to the door, Mu Feng decided to smile happily. Without hesitation, he activated his natural skill: Tear.

Tear: Deals damage equal to the target at ?3 current strength. Damage is doubled when attacking key parts of the body.

Poor Al only had time to scream before Mu Feng's neck was bitten off by Mu Feng.

"You successfully kill the civilian El and gain 3 XP."

With such a piece of information floating in his mind, Mu Feng immediately spit out the minced meat in his mouth, uh, although it tasted a bit like chocolate, but the bloody appearance still made Mu Feng not easy to accept.

I think that if he really wants to drag out people's intestines and eat them like zombies, he will decisively give up this upgrade method.

"Al!"

Hearing the bald man's screams, William Hill cried out in pain. The Mp5 in his hand spat out a long burst of fire. The bullet hit the stone pillar with a "poof" sound.

Hehe~ You can't fight, you can't fight. The proud Mu Feng wanted to taunt a few words loudly, but unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to speak human.

Picking up the brand-new M16 from Al's corpse, Mu Feng seemed to see a happy future. With a gun, sweeping around the streets, the experience is not leveraged?

But soon, an excited smile froze on Mu Feng's face. The corners of his mouth were a little stiff and twitched violently, and an invisible flame erupted from his eyes.

Grandma's! What an international joke!