"Please leave the helicopter within one minute of the player A000444888, otherwise the helicopter will explode in one minute."

Nanxing pinched the bag of his parachute backpack, looked at the altitude of I don't know how many meters and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his legs trembled violently.

She didn't expect that the so-called Blue Star First Survival Contest would be real.

She just almost agreed with the gods, and in a flash, she appeared on the plane, and there was no one on the plane except her.

There was no one in the cab, which was terrible.

It didn't take long for her to find that all of her clothes were gone, except for a gray pair of underwear.

Immediately after that, a mechanical sound appeared, and the rules of the game were quickly recited.

Nanxing has grasped several key points, zombies, survival, 365 days, and there is still space.

The organizers of the tournament will provide all players with a cubic meter of space, and players can freely choose the objects that are space-concretized.

Nanxing's first reaction was to get a tattoo.

The mechanical voice answered her only six points.

However, under Nanxing's arguments, for example, what I want is actually the ink for the tattoo, but I just want you to inject it into my body and use the tattoo to embody it.

Unexpectedly, it actually agreed.

Nanxing has an inconspicuous star on his left chest.

On the basis of having one cubic meter of space, they need to survive on the 3 million square kilometers of the island for 365 days, and those who survive to the end can share the prize money worth 999999999 Huaxia coins equally.

Everything here comes from their world, but there are beasts, zombies, and their own kind on this island.

In addition to these, they also have to face the dangers of hunger, cold, disease, and so on.

Not only that, but every 50 days, the island refreshes the Circle of Survival, and those who fail to reach the circle of survival within the allotted time will be killed by poison gas.

The most important thing is that the death here is real death and there will be no resurrection.

By the way, the space can also be snatched, and it can be fused after snatching.

The organizers of the game support a series of vicious competition, and if Nanxing's space is robbed, then a piece of meat will have to be dug from her.

"Countdown 10, 9、......"

didn't have time to think about it anymore, Nanxing could only jump down.

Thankfully, the bullshit organizers offer an auto-skydive mode, which opens automatically after reaching a certain altitude.

"Hiss-" Nanxing rubbed her arms tremblingly, it was so cold, just a short height, her face turned pale from the cold, and she had goosebumps all over her body.

However, the speed of the landing is quite fast, and as soon as she reaches the ground, she can quickly find her clothes.

It's just that this landing location seems a little wrong.

The sun-sparse forest, the soft grass, she watched as the parachute flew away with her next to a hideous-looking zombie.

Nanxing was in a hurry to adjust the direction of landing, and she was now unarmed and powerless.

However, it was too late.

The zombies had spotted her, roaring and lunging towards Nanxing, who was about to descend to the ground.

In this scene of kneeling at the beginning, Nanxing quickly grabbed the branch next to him and hung himself on the tree.

However, the parachute hung down, and the zombie pounced.

In order to prevent himself from being ripped down by zombies, Nanxing quickly took off his parachute bag with a hint of heartache in his eyes.

This thing should be her only material at the beginning.

The parachute bag fell, wrapping the zombie squarely, and the zombie fluttered wildly in the parachute, letting out a muffled roar.

Golden opportunity!

Nanxing immediately looked around, and there were no other zombies.

She's still young, she hasn't lived long enough, she can't die here!

The sharp-eyed Nanxing saw a big stone ten meters away, the weight was not light, there should be two or three hundred catties, right.

She can't move, but she still has a space!

While the zombies were still struggling, Nanxing immediately jumped down from the tree and quickly ran towards the stone.

Put the stone into the space, run back and climb back into the tree, aim at the zombie's head and release it, all in one go.

The zombies were smashed to death so much that they couldn't die anymore.

For the sake of caution, Nanxing still waited for a while, and after making sure that the zombies did not move at all, he went down the tree again.

Stepping on the grass barefoot, Nanxing's feet were weak and he knelt directly on the ground.

It's horrible.

Why did she order that with her hands cheaply, isn't it good to lie on the bed and drink milk tea with her mobile phone!

Nanxing's tears flowed uncontrollably, she almost died just now.

was still gnawed to death by zombies, it's too miserable.

Nanxing cried while removing the stone, and then cried back to crying, and there was no way to go back to the past, so he could only try his best to live.

Removing the stone, she saw a flattened zombie with a smashed head, and the brain was stuck on the parachute, emitting a disgusting stench.

"Yue-" Nanxing retched, then reacted and quickly covered his mouth.

She has watched a lot of zombie movies, and people like her generally die very early, she can't die so early, she has to live until the finale.

Nanxing held his breath and trembled and stretched out his hand to search the zombie.

She smashed it accurately, smashing it above her shoulders, and the rest of the place was still intact.

The zombie wears a jacket with a shirt inside, jeans and travel shoes underneath, and pockets for clothes and pants.

Nanxing searched for it, and there were still a lot of things on him.

A multi-functional folding knife stained with blood stains, a lighter with half a tank of butane left, three band-aids, and a pack of 120g compressed biscuits.

Nanxing hesitated to look at the zombie's clothes and parachute, whether she wore the zombie's clothes or cut the parachute and surrounded it first.

After only hesitating for three seconds, Nanxing chose to go hand in hand, taking off his leather jacket, which was still clean inside, and his shoes were also taken off, and he stuffed them with leaves as insoles.

Although the diaphragm responds, there is no way to do it, and at this time the hypocrisy has to die.

She didn't have any medicine on her, it would be terrible to get hurt, and the worst thing was that she didn't have any medical knowledge.

Shoes are a must, as are clothing.

After wiping the knife, Nanxing cut a piece of parachute silk down, dug a few holes, and reluctantly made a sleeveless loose dress that needed to be tied with a rope.

I cut two more pieces of cloth, wrapped my feet, put on my shoes, and put on a leather jacket.

Nanxing cut the rope of the parachute, reluctantly stuffed the parachute into the parachute bag, and stuffed the lighter band-aid and compressed biscuits into it.

She hesitantly glanced at the zombie who was still dressed.

A minute later, Nanxing took half of the space and tied a folding knife to his hand with a rope and walked east.

I just saw it on the plane, and there should be a few houses and fields in front of me.

Probably a farm.

The ground she left was left with only a bare, headless zombie.