The half-meter-high colorful portal was quietly rotating in his space backpack compartment, and at this time he was more curious about one thing, that is, the portal itself was a prop.

The effect of the prop is that you can create 1 million zombies in seven days for 100,000 Star Coins, and even 10 million zombies if the zombies die too quickly.

Can I still use the prop effect itself?

If it can be used.

From a certain point of view, this prop is also a weakened version of the Zerg Priest.

At least it's much cheaper than the Zerg Priest summon, the Zerg Priest summons a minimum of 1 star coin, even if 10 million lowest-level Zerg monsters are summoned, 10 million star coins are indispensable.

He's cheap.

Only 100,000 Star Coins.

Although the strength of a single zombie is very weak, and it can't even beat the more ferocious life professionals, it can't stand the large number of them, and it's cheap enough, the biggest reason why it's called a weakened version of the Zerg priest is because there is an upper limit.

No matter how rich he is, he can only summon 10 million heads at most.

After seven days, the items can be used for the second time, and the first batch of summoned zombies will turn into dust and dissipate between heaven and earth, with an upper limit.

Unlike the Zerg priest, although it is more expensive to summon, as long as you are rich enough, the number of summons is unlimited, if you are really powerful enough to be rich and rival the country, with a wave of your hand, it is not impossible for the three billion Zerg army to directly break through all the obstacles in front of you.

It's just that he didn't do the experiment, and he didn't know if the prop could be used normally.

After all, this prop is different from all his previous props.

He doesn't have 100,000 star coins in his pocket, let alone no, even if he does, he can't do this experiment now, wasting money in vain, and being completely blind.

Of course, even if this prop can be used, there is a high probability that he will not be able to use it, 100,000 star coins is enough for him to buy too many bullets, and it is too wasteful to use it to make zombies.

The war is over.

Countless press stations rushed to send congratulatory reports to various cities, support troops from all walks of life began to withdraw one after another, the blockade of the broken jar has been lifted, and the remaining urban reconstruction work is the task of the city government team of the broken jar.

It's not something that these support forces can intervene in.

By the time we were evacuating, it was dark again.

The group of people in Fengtian City sat in a long convoy like a long line, and in the dim light, slowly drove along the winding road towards Fengtian City, they also sat in a truck, and they had not slept for a long time.

Chen Miao, Hungry Monkey and the others were all a little drowsy, constantly nodding their heads with ups and downs in the carriage.

A tired atmosphere enveloped the entire interior of the truck.

At this time, the people in the car did not have any ideas, they all had only one idea, that is, to quickly close their eyes and fall into a deep sleep, they were really sleepy, and when they returned to the Eternal Cemetery, they must lie down in the coffin and sleep well.

There is one thing that has to be said.

These days, Yuan Buping is not without transformation of the Eternal Cemetery.

It's just that Brother Miao doesn't seem to have the idea of leaving the Eternal Cemetery for the time being.

"Brother Miao."

The hungry monkey leaned on the carriage, the exhaustion in his pupils couldn't stop pouring out, and his expression even began to murmur in a trance: "What do you say is the situation of such creatures as people?" I'm a transcendent being, and I'm much more physically fit than I used to be. ”

"But I still need to sleep every day."

"Otherwise, I can't stand it."

"Is it reasonable to sleep at least 7 or even 10 hours a day, for 24 hours a day?"

"This is equivalent to spending half of our lives in sleep, I have always felt that this is a very unreasonable thing, Brother Miao, don't you feel like this?"

The hungry monkey could see that he was really sleepy.

The whole person leaned on the carriage, the exhaustion in the pupils was almost solid, and in the middle of last night's sleep, he was temporarily called up to rush to the broken jar city, and he was busy for another day during the day, and it was night again, so he rushed to Fengtian City, and he was really sleepy.

Understandable.

But what really confused the hungry monkey was that he suddenly found that there seemed to be no difference between the transcendent and ordinary people, except that the combat effectiveness was a little stronger and the aggression was a little higher, and the basic rules of other people had not changed.

I still need to eat, I still need to drink, I still need to sleep, I still need to die.

There is no feeling of detachment from the world at all.

How to say it.

It makes him feel like a slightly stronger ant now.

Missing the kind of transcendent thing that a transcendent person should have.

"It's better to cultivate immortals."

Seeing that Brother Miao didn't pay attention to himself, and the others were constantly nodding and napping unconsciously, the hungry monkey also lowered his head and muttered: "If you can cultivate immortals, give me an immortal bloodline, with my own bloodline effect, as long as I am invincible for millions of years." ”

"Is that the real transcendent?"

In the entire carriage, only the sound of hungry monkeys muttering, like the whispers of demons, made the whole atmosphere seem even more tired, and drowsiness continued to arise.

The convoy was still quietly and smoothly driving on the road to Fengtian City, and the group was all safely withdrawn, and Chen Miao, who was napping inside the truck, was suddenly woken up by a violent shake.

glanced out the window, and his face was a little strange.

There was nothing unusual outside, and the convoy continued to move on, looking like it had been crushed against a pebble.

But maybe it's because of the two consecutive fixed events that have left him some psychological shadow, in case he opens his eyes again and finds himself involved in some "hell truck" fixed event, it will be a real day.

The next second-

"Hurry up, wake up, Brother Miao, I've encountered a fixed incident!"

Immediately afterward, the entire convoy stopped.

Chen Miao's heart suddenly chuckled, and then suddenly a sense of powerlessness gushed out, didn't it mean that fixed things happen once in a hundred years? The probability of a taboo event is much smaller, but how does he feel that he can encounter a fixed event every day?

He's sleepy.

Now that he is about to get home, can't he be safe all the way, let him lie in his coffin with peace of mind, and sleep peacefully?

He was really sleepy.

sighed lightly, walked out of the truck with Thomson's submachine gun, and by the way, pulled down the hungry monkey who was completely asleep on the side, he couldn't sleep, what did the hungry monkey sleep here.

If you don't sleep, you don't sleep.

As soon as I got off the truck, I saw an extremely shocking scene!

On the wilderness under the stars in the distance.

They could clearly see a dark blue train speeding through the wilderness, like a comet that cut through the universe, so dazzling and gorgeous.

(End of chapter)