Departure Chapter 29 The Crazy Farmer 3
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now in collective survival mode, judging from the opening CG, our difficulty is not low, and we had better act collectively to increase the survival rate." The man with the national character face glanced at everyone and said.
The national character face of the suspected soldier was strong and confident, full of convincing security, and said again: "Unlike the video games in our earth world, the collective survival here is not set to shield friendly damage. I think we'd better talk about our names and abilities. โ
After that, the strong man with the national character face took the initiative to open up the permission and announced his player's personal information.
[Dawn] [Lv.1]
Dawn is not his original name, his real name is Dawn Yuming, and the name of the game was deliberately removed from a feather character.
There are four reasons why he waited for a blank break, so when everyone arrived, he stood up to ease the situation and control the situation.
First, I don't know what nationality the last one is, in case it is dangerous to put a cold arrow behind the back of the white man.
Second, as he just said, this time the difficulty is indeed not low for them for the first time, and it is best to let down their guard and tide over the difficulties together.
Thirdly, as a good soldier, he believes that he should be the strongest in the field. Since he is the strongest, in his responsibility, he feels the need to lead his compatriots to survive together. Now is not the time to break with white strong men, iceberg beauties.
Fourth, the system did not issue follow-up tasks. If the follow-up mission had been released after arriving, they would have left on their own in a hurry.
"You don't know what you're talking about before I come, so I'm here to exchange names and abilities together, right?" Bai Zhen snickered in his heart.
He doesn't want to reveal his rank, so it's better to keep some hole cards for the back hand. But if they all publicize that they don't publicize it, first, it means that they have ghosts, but it is better to be generous and directly exposed, and second, they are not trusted when they break away from the group. The other 5 don't want to see anything that is detrimental to unity, and they are completely lone wolves.
Bai Zhe was silent and watched them perform quietly.
To be honest, this is beneficial to the fat man, and it is fairer that the fat man, as the weakest person, will receive strong assistance.
So sure enough, the fat man was the second person to be announced.
[Sword Walks the World] [Lv.1]
The rest of the people are moving, as if they see that the best situation at the moment is cooperation.
Spectacled Man, [Strange Doctor] [Lv.1]
Iceberg Beauty, [Shadow] [Lv.1]
White Strong Man, [Falcon] [Lv.1]
Bai Zhe thought about it, and the information was also disclosed under everyone's eyes.
College students who stay up late, [Lucky Performer, Under the Fog] [Lv.5]
"What is the lucky performer, I can't imagine that there is a senior with a level lv.5 in our collective." Dawn saw that everyone had opened up the player's personal information, and his heart was relieved, and he threw out questions with a half-joking nature.
"Well, this, I don't dare to take the word senior, and I entered it once more than you, as for this 'lucky performer' is a title that players can unlock when they reach lv.5, and the system will give you a title that meets your performance this time according to your completed performance." White fold said.
"I remember that you don't give much experience at one time, right, and being able to rise to lv.5 at one time means that your ability is good, is it related to performance?" The man with glasses said his conjecture.
"Well, almost." Bai Zhe likes to say the word 'eh' when he answers people's questions and gives speeches on stage when he goes to school in the past.
The white strong man and the iceberg beauty are also very curious about the white fold level, but it is difficult to speak because of the estrangement between countries. Just now, Dawn and the man with glasses asked what was in their minds.
"It's good, the team members trust each other, and it's a good start to get things done." Dawn smiled. He continued, "Just call me Dawn, I'm good at fighting and shooting. It's a pity that zombie fighting is not very useful. โ
With this good beginning, it means that everyone has to say their abilities, but everyone is most concerned about the white fold, so after Dawn finished speaking, they looked at the so-called high play white fold together.
"I use firearms, and I bought a lot of guns and ammunition after clearing the customs for the first time, so I can give you a little. Just call me Fog Down. โ
Under the fog... It's obviously hidden, but because of the guns, everyone doesn't want to be upset.
It's all about human feelings, and the collective is so troublesome.
The man with glasses pushed his iconic glasses and said, "Just call me a doctor, a person is a doctor as his name suggests." โ
Strange doctors? Wearing a white coat is a doctor, and Bai Zhe doesn't believe it. As if sensing Bai Zhe's strange gaze, the strange doctor smiled back.
The fat man is much more pale, "I'm still in school on Earth, and I'm not very good at physical strength, but my head is pretty good." โ
"I'm good at scouting." The deep voice of a white man.
Shiro felt that his size and style were more like mercenaries, and reconnaissance was definitely only one of his abilities.
The others didn't have many expressions, but they must be thinking inside.
The last iceberg beauty just said coldly: "Good at assassination." โ
Feelings: One of the two is a killer organization and the other is a mercenary team, right, Bai Zhi complained.
Suddenly I understood something.
Even if you enter Paradise, your circle of identity on Earth will still affect your circle of friends in Paradise.
For example, it is impossible for the president to be arrogant and in the company of low-level employees, and it is impossible for the European aristocracy to mingle with the commoners.
Although everyone is equal on the surface of Paradise, they will still gather like things and people will be divided into groups. Find the right match on your own.
What kind of pot lid goes with what kind of pot.
White Fold pulls out the gun from the player's wrap space and distributes it. Interestingly, their first instinct when they came to this world was to look for a police station or a gun shop, but unfortunately it had long been emptied.
Being able to come safe and sound also shows that the zombies in this world are not agile enough, and the difficulty of surviving in the first few days of the park is not too high.
As the clock arrived at six o'clock, a systematic sound whispered in everyone's ears.
ใPlease go to Dave's back gardenใ
[Arrival Reward: 200 XP, 300 Game Currency]
[Countdown: 23h59min59s]
At this time, a map slowly appeared in everyone's minds, marking the destination.
"It's not easy to be more than 200 kilometers away, in the plains outside the city." The man in glasses muttered.
"The amount of fuel in the vehicle and the dangers on the road have to be considered. It's best to split into two cars and drive next to each other to prevent accidents. Dawn analyzed.
Two foreigners have no objection, it is indeed the best distribution, and the eggs are only insured in two baskets.
"Whose car should I get into?" The last part of the road was on foot, while the rest of the people arrived by car.
"I'd suggest a group of three, that's fair." The man with glasses offered to sit in the same car with the European and American men, which made Bai Zhe look at him a few times.
The falcon shrugged and said yes.
"Everyone hurry up and get in the car and set off, it's not safe at night." Dawn urged.
"It's okay, it's okay, there's not a thigh here." The man with glasses squinted and smiled at Bai Zhe. , and wiped the greasy hair, and the white fold is yes.
Bai Zhe smiled, "Okay, I will definitely save you." Suddenly, he added in his heart, "Wait for the next life." โ
"Okay, okay, let's stop joking, let's go, it's not good when it gets dark." Dawn said solemnly, the quality of a soldier made him attach great importance to the concept of time.
Falcon and Shadow are not even the ones who like to waste time, and they sit in the car early, "buzzing", and the sound of the engine starting is waiting for the strange doctor to get into the car.
"Let's go too."
Dawn drove a dark gray SUV with a stiff silhouette and a relatively thick body. The front and rear bumpers, the underbody guards, and the side guards will enhance protection.
Bai Zhe sat in the back row without hesitation, and the fat man chose to sit in the front row when he saw this.
Studies have shown that the back row is safe, and the white fold of course chooses the back.
When a vehicle is impacted, the body and engine in front of it are subject to the initial impact, so the front seat passengers are more susceptible to injury. The rear passenger is positioned relatively far back from the collision point in front of it, which can reduce the degree of injury.
Hitting from the side is also safer in the back row, but Dawn is a little unhappy, and he is not afraid of him because of the high level of white folding.
"Let's let Chubby sit in the back, it's easier for the two of us to deal with the crisis, and we must make sure that everyone can get out alive."
Bai Zhe really wanted to say that I didn't ask him not to do the later to respond to the dawn. But there is no need, he has always been indifferent to the life and death of the rest of the people, and he is particularly disgusted with the so-called "collective sense of honor" all the time he goes to school.
In his eyes, the sense of honor that has long degenerated into a small group and a small collective is not just the words of the class cadres in order to win the award?
But the fact in front of me is that Li Ming is really thinking about the collective.
"Okay, I'll sit in the front." Bai Zhe said happily with a smile on his face.
It's okay to cater to others.
The sky without light pollution is full of stars, and the traces of human life except for the cities and reliefs left behind, no one seems to remember.
The geese plucked their feathers, and the beasts left traces. Under which starry sky did the surviving humans look at the same beauty?
In the dim night, the stars are the best street lights.
Bai Fold tilted his head against the window, where did the rare zombies go along the way?
In the vast suburbs of yellow sand, is the planet beginning to desertify?
There was only the roar of two cars moving at high speed on the road.
I don't know what the rest of the people are thinking about the scenery, but in a sense, this world is equivalent to the modern Earth in another parallel universe.
Do they miss home?
No one can answer what Bai Zhen thinks in his heart.