In the midst of the raging storm, the mermaids pounded fiercely on the door of the yacht.

The unbearable waves for humans are handy for mermaid monsters.

After so many days of running-in, whether it is the evolution of zombies or the mutation of humans, they are used to their own changes.

They stood upright on the deck with their strong fishtails, their claws scratching at the sturdy doors.

Even if there is a Spitfire.

In the midst of the pouring rain, Southstar must pay more supplies before he can use the Spitfire to deal with the merfolk monsters on the deck.

The flames hit them, and the skin of the tail was cooked.

They let out a howl of pain, which was unpleasant to hear, but could not help but make people feel pity.

This is part of the evolution of merfolk monsters.

Nanxing has no desire to restrain and sympathize, and sympathy at this moment will directly cause her death.

It's the fuel used up by the Spitfire, which gives Nanxing a bit of a headache.

It's too fuel-intensive.

Even if she still had a lot of oil, she couldn't afford to make it.

And the merfolk monsters came and went, like endlessly.

Nanxing pulled the space, but didn't find any suitable weapons and props.

I can only resist hard.

"Lily-Lily-Miss-are we-can't-use-Molotov cocktails—and oil——!!!"

Sammy clung to her chair and yelled heartbreakingly.

The sound outside was too loud, and it was rain, wind, and thunder.

"There's not that much fuel."

Nanxing was concise, of course she had conceived this idea, but she had the oil in her hands.

How much fuel does it take to ignite a fire on the surface of such a large area of water?

Unless there's an oil field down there, she'll be able to mine it.

"Lily—Miss—"

"If you have something to say, just say it!!" Nanxing looked at Sammy impatiently.

"They have space, there are many, many zombie corpses in the space!!"

"Oil & Gas Zombies!!"

"There's a lot of oil ——!!"

"Ah——!!!h

Sammy screamed miserably, half-dead from the storm.

I can't care about anything else.

Cehiris's body was disposed of by Sammy, and Nanxing was already fainting in the infirmary by then.

"......" Nanxing narrowed his eyes, this little ghost, if the situation wasn't a little critical now, he wouldn't have said it at all, right?

No wonder there is only a little bit of oil in the oil field, it turns out that more than one wave of people are making trouble.

At that time, the players who patronized the oil field did not go to see the members of the Tara clan at all.

I didn't expect to end up doing something right under her nose.

Forget it, I can't manage so much for the time being.

Didn't it all fall into her hands in the end anyway?

"Give it to me!"

"Okay——!

Sammy obediently offered the space he had tidied up, but fortunately he didn't have it directly at the time.

In the future, I will be honest, I hope Miss Lily can let him go for the sake of his honesty.

Nanxing took it and took a look, the capacity of the space was really not small.

Much bigger than hers.

The space of the southern star has been cut down several times, and now it is only 85 cubic meters.

However, the combined space of Cexilis and the others is more than 400 cubic meters.

She can't be sure of the exact amount, it's too big.

How many people died at their hands?

Nanxing looked at the corpses full of oil in the space, as well as all kinds of oil-stained objects.

Combined with the oil that some members secretly loaded, Nanxing estimated that there must be more than 100 cubic meters.

Gan!

There were more than she could get.

Nanxing felt that Jusis and their death was still too easy.

But now is not the time to dwell on this, Nanxing quickly took out the rope and tied it to himself, and the other end was tied to the chair.

Then he untied the rope from his chair and stumbled to the window of the control room.

The windows are not big, and Nanxing struggled to squeeze those oil zombies out of the windows.

It took her a long time, and the Spitfire was temporarily in Sammy's control.

It would be useful to spare his life.

If it weren't for the mutation of Cexilis, in fact, even if they did such a thing as enriching their own pockets, Nanxing would have tolerated.

They do more than they swallow.

It took a lot of effort for Nanxing to throw all the zombies in the space out of the window.

Her hands and windows were stained with oil, as well as the oil in the space, and Nanxing poured out some of it.

Observe from side to side, whether this amount of oil is enough.

The problem of pollution is completely not taken into account.

Some countries don't care about the reality of pollution, let alone a game.

Just pour some oil, and the oil may be cleaner than the puddle of water underneath.

The oil soon spilled out, and the South Star was only targeting the waters near the yacht.

When one side is finished, go to the other side and pour it.

Oil is easier to dump than to throw zombies, and soon a layer of oil floats in the surrounding waters.

Seeing that it was almost over, Nanxing took out the materials for ignition from the space.

Again, that's a bit of a problem.

The rain was too heavy and the wind was too strong.

Laughing to death, you can't light it at all.

“……”

Glancing at the space, there were still some corpses of gas zombies left.

These corpses were stored together with the oil zombies, and they were also contaminated with a lot of oil.

Nanxing took them out and put on gloves.

"Bang ——!!"

It was another big wave, and Nanxing held on to the window edge, barely keeping himself balanced.

Wait for this big wave to pass.

After a long time, Nanxing picked up the zombie corpse that fell into the corner and lit it on fire.

The fire spread rapidly, and Nanxing quickly threw it out of the window.

This time, the heavy rain outside failed to extinguish the fire on the zombies.

The corpse of the gas zombie fell into the water, and the oil on the surface of the water was ignited and spread out quickly.

This limited prevents merfolk monsters, and other fire-fearing aquatic monsters, from coming up to the deck of the yacht to cause trouble.

Next, as long as they deal with the merfolk monsters on the deck, they can rest easy for a while.

With the tacit cooperation of Nanxing and Sammy, the mermaid monsters on the deck were quickly eliminated under the power of the Spitfire.

Nanxing took out a bottle of Wahaha from the space to reward himself, plugged in the straw and drank it.

It's not easy.

Sammy watched from the sidelines.

It looked delicious, he hadn't drunk it before.

Looking at the greedy Sammy, Nanxing saw that he was doing well and gave him a bottle.

At a time when everyone is hovering between life and death, living in the heat of the water.

Nanxing and Sammy have quickly solved the danger and began to enjoy life leisurely.

If it weren't for the wind and waves, Nanxing would have to have a big meal.

Nanxing bit the straw, their combat power is still a little weak.

(End of chapter)