Standing up with the submarine, Nanxing wandered aimlessly under the water.

It seems that because of the new rules, the traces of the fish-man zombies that were originally everywhere, as well as various other zombies, have become much rarer.

It's simply hard to gather in a pile.

South Star found the evening from the morning, although today's points are enough.

However, it was a waste of a lot of ammunition, or her time and energy.

That's a total of 157 points.

If you deduct today, you will have to continue to work tomorrow.

The zombies seem to have been scattered by the game organizers, and not only can't they find piles of zombies.

Moreover, Nanxing has no way to gather those zombies together.

They will always spread out for a variety of reasons.

For example, half-zombies floating on the water.

There are a large number of them, and they are more attractive than the living person of Nanxing.

It's really frustrating.

Therefore, Nanxing can only kill, a zombie, a zombie.

If you go on like this, you don't know how much time you have to spend every day on accumulating points.

On the south star, there is only a zombie bait left in the space.

The decoy that exuded a terrifying aura.

Even if it is used, Nanxing will definitely not be able to beat it.

Headache, headache.

Nanxing sat in the dining room, poking the rice in the bowl irritably, looking sad.

In fact, the situation of Nanxing is already very good.

Good food, good clothing, good accommodation.

The only thing you need to do is kill the zombies and earn points.

The supplies in her space are enough to support her until the last day of the game.

For other players, not only do they need to kill zombies every day, but they also need to worry about shelter and food.

The organizers of the game even stipulate the space, and the player's space will disappear by one cubic meter every day.

In this way, in addition to the space in the hands of the survivors.

More than ninety percent of players will run out of space sooner or later.

Unless, they are willing to give their space to the survivors.

However, in this way, the relationship between the player and the survivor seems to be completely reversed.

What was once their pride has all become a drag on them.

Not all survivors can be trusted.

At least for the player, 100% of the survivors are not trustworthy.

If the space is given to them, those survivors will kill them with the back foot as soon as they get the space on the front foot.

Nanxing has a headache, and these players have even more headaches.

That is, players like Nanxing and Zhou Miao, who have a lot of materials and space, can be more relaxed.

I have to say that as soon as the organizer's rule comes out, ninety percent of the remaining players will be eliminated.

It's a good thing.

……

At the end of the day, Nanxing hunted a total of 219 points.

No more.

She was so tired that she couldn't move.

Because zombies can't gather, Nanxing can only attract them to the surface of the water one by one.

Then he got out of the submarine himself and went to fight with weapons.

The organizer of the game of Killing a Thousand Cuts, her pet killed, it didn't even count.

Originally, Nanxing didn't recognize the status of the little wolves at all, and they didn't even have a name.

As soon as this rule came out, she went to bargain with the game organizer at the speed of light.

As a result, the organizers refused to agree at all.

Nanxing is to say that the sky is broken, and the little wolf can't be like this, and it is counted as a whole with her.

Unless, Nanxing is willing, give the wolf cub and they will also count points.

The little wolf has 10 points, and the German and border herds have 21 points.

Subjects are more expensive.

There's no way, Nanxing Yan has stopped,

She wants to take advantage of the game organizers, not to be taken advantage of by it.

This one kills a thousand knives.

Nanxing scolded indignantly.

Treat the rice in the bowl as the organizer of the game, scold one after another, put it in your mouth and chew viciously one bite at a time.

After eating, Nanxing went back to the bedroom to rest.

The submarine is huge, and it doesn't even have a massage chair.

Nanxing is tired to death.

After taking a shower, washing my hair, brushing my teeth, and washing my face, I went back to bed.

A dreamless night.

……

This night, because of the operation of the game organizer, many players lost their lives directly in the early hours of twelve o'clock.

The materials they left behind were instantly divided among the jackals, tigers and leopards.

There is not a single thing left.

All the players were scolding, even Zhou Miao and the others were no exception.

Like Nanxing, they scolded especially viciously.

……

Day 162 of the game, six o'clock in the morning -

Nanxing got up on time and was in a pretty bad mood.

There's no way, because of the damn points rules, all the players are turned into workers.

Every day, I need to work diligently for the game organizer.

It's really miserable.

In the real world, everyone is a miserable worker.

I didn't expect that when I got to this broken game, I would have to work part-time.

Every player wears a Mask of Pain.

As the day passed, the number of players plummeted.

There weren't many players in the first place, and there were even fewer of them.

Nanxing isn't sure how many players there are right now.

With the game's sassy operation, there shouldn't be many players left.

However, it is still a new rule in addition to this madness.

It is estimated that after such a toss, only she, Zhou Miao, Bonnie, these senior players will remain.

Moreover, these high-level players may also die due to various unlucky reasons.

Just like Yuan Mingsheng.

What's the picture?

Unless, there is a group of players here who they don't know at all.

Or, players from other countries?

Nanxing thought, as if, it was quite possible.

According to the urine nature of this game, it is a vicious competition between players, and it is happy to see it happen.

When the player dies, it's no fun.

Therefore, Nanxing estimates that in the later stage, there should be other players.

And the difficulty will continue to increase.

There is the kind of promotion that is seriously announced.

Time...... Nanxing guessed that it would be before winter.

The rule now is for the floods that are about to subside, and the harvest that is about to come in the autumn.

I don't know what moths will come out of the time.

Organizer of the game Kill a Thousand Cuts.

Nanxing scolded in his heart again.

However, I still had to bring my weapons, go out of the restaurant, and start today's day, diligent work.

……

"Compared to yesterday, the weather seems to be better today."

Nanxing muttered to himself.

Indeed, the weather was much better.

The black mist began to disperse, and the impermeable dark clouds in the sky faded little by little.

There are also floods, and the water level is slowly decreasing.

At the current pace, it will be back to normal after about 170 days of play.

Then it's autumn.

Summer is officially over.

And the autumn time is not too long, it does not give much time.

Thirty days is about the same.

Then, the long winter.

Winter with little food and clothing, no fuel, no prey.

Gee.

I don't know, there will be some snowman zombies or something.

Tsk tsk.

(End of chapter)