There were hundreds of people in the convoy led by Claire. After all, it was still the early days of the apocalypse, and there were still some escapees.
"Chew Chew..."
"Grrrrrr!"
For three years, for three years, this group of survivors lived in hiding every day, not daring to go near people, because that place had already become a gathering place for zombies.
The only food available was canned food and biscuits, and sometimes even drinking water had to be collected from rainwater. Because I couldn’t find a water source, I didn’t dare to drink it directly if I found it. God knows if there were zombies taking a bath in it.
The clothes on my body are also pitch black. As for bathing and washing clothes, most of the time I can only rely on God's will.
It even became a problem for them to go to the toilet because there was no paper!
A group of people squatted in Times Square, eating burgers and drinking happy water, and shed tears of happiness.
"Boss, what do we need to do?" Claire positioned herself very correctly. She had already seen how terrifying these guys who called themselves players were. To them, coming back from the dead was like eating and drinking.
For players, this world is just a game world, but for Claire, this world is their world, but now, they need to rely on these outsiders to survive.
"That's your job." Zhang Chen pondered for a moment, and then said: "Then help the players collect the corpses."
Claire:???
This world is a real world. When you fight monsters, your equipment will not explode, and your corpses will not disappear. Therefore, the air in Times Square is already a bit smoky.
Of course, because it can block the five senses, players don't mind this, but for natives, it is a bit unbearable.
What's more, the increasing number of corpses is a problem. It takes up too much space and makes it inconvenient for players to enter and exit.
Just in time, Umbrella's New York branch blew up, leaving a sinkhole that could be used to bury bodies.
As for converting this group of people into players, Zhang Chen did not intend to do so. After experiencing the overturn, he finally understood one thing, that is, only when the players do not regard themselves as human beings can the greatest value be created for them.
Of course, survivors help players collect corpses, and players also help survivors do things, such as farming, building houses, etc.
After all, the main god's food can be converted into luck coins. Although a player can make dozens of burgers, bah, the luck coins needed to make a player's body can make dozens of burgers, but all this is also necessary.
If you have luck coins, if you can save money, you should naturally save money.
What's more, this is to cultivate the self-reliance of this group of indigenous people. What if they find out that there are no wild monsters that day, slap their butts and leave?
Of course, it is understandable that players can also get some luck coins while helping.
Seeing that these people were Claire's subordinates, Zhang Chen injected them with T-virus serum for free, but don't even think about free resurrection, that's a player's privilege.
The addition of survivors made the players particularly curious. They found that these NPCs seemed to have their own logic templates and looked the same as real people. There was no obstacle to chatting with them. There was no dialogue like when chatting with artificial intelligence retarded people, where the answers were incorrect.
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"Would you like to take a bath, beauty? I have shower gel and underwear here." Lu Ziqiao appeared in front of Claire carrying large and small bags, her smile still as bright as the sun.
However, Claire is not the kind of NPC that she doesn't recognize if you hit her, turn around and come back in front of her again, so she stepped forward and kicked her.
Anyway, the boss has already said that there is no need to be polite to this group of players. The more polite you are, the more aggressive they will be. On the contrary, the ruder you will be, the happier they will be, so she felt no psychological pressure from this kick.
"Ugh!"
Lu Ziqiao immediately let go and covered his vital parts.
Claire reached out to take the bag and headed towards the place they had just chosen to live.
"Hey! Beauty, I want to rub your back, hey!" Lu Ziqiao shouted from behind.
"Ziqiao, I didn't expect you to be so hungry that even the NPCs would attack you." Hu Yifei was a little shocked. You must be so hungry.
"What do you know? With the eyes of countless women I have read, this beauty is definitely the kind of beauty with a score of 85 or above." Zi Qiao slowed down and moved his legs to confirm that little Lu Bu could fight again.
Then explained.
"But she is an NPC!" Hu Yifei was still puzzled, whether she should be touched or not, and would it be interesting to pursue her as her girlfriend?
"Because, the real beauties are all in the second dimension." Sekiya Miracle also looked at Claire who was walking away, feeling that if she tidied up, she could indeed use her 85-point appearance, but it was a pity that she was not the cute style she liked.
"What do you mean? You mean I'm not a beauty anymore?" Hu Yifei discovered the blind spot, clenched her fists and asked.
By the way, this is a game, so killing your friends shouldn’t be a big deal, right?
"Huh? Where is Teacher Zeng? Why didn't you look at them correctly?" Guan Guqingqi and Lu Ziqiao quickly changed the topic.
It has to be said that Hu Yifei really didn't say anything to her friends. Invitations worth hundreds of thousands were given away at any time. Guan Gu Qi Qi, Chen Meijia, Qin Yumo, and Lin Wanyu were all given away.
As for Zhang Chen, after chatting with Zeng Xiaoxian and others, he left the love apartment, returned to the world of "Super Seminary", and reopened the Internet cafe.
At this time, he was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't attract anyone's attention at all, not even Karl.
At this time, Zeng Xiaoxian already felt that he had reached the peak of his life. Now he has thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room.
"Hello everyone, I am 24K Chunshuai. My real name is Zeng Xiaoxian. I am the host of a radio station. I host a program called "Your Moon, My Heart". If you are interested, you can listen to it."
Seeing such a large audience, Zeng Xiaoxian's face twisted with a smile.
"What the hell, we're not here to see the commercials, we're here to see the zombies, let's go, let's go!"
"I'd better go see Master Fei and get out of here."
Suddenly, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room increased from four digits to three digits.
"Hey, don't! I'll show you zombies right now!" Zeng Xiaoxian was anxious. He hurriedly approached a zombie, pointed it at the camera and said, "Look, this is a zombie. This mouth has teeth."
Zombie: Ouch!
"F*ck, don't bite me. You're on a show! F*ck, don't bite my face!"
As a result, the number of people in the live broadcast room immediately began to increase.
"Haha, this anchor is so funny."
"I actually tried to reason with the zombies, so funny."
"Does this count as kissing?"
The resurrected Zeng Xiaoxian had a dark look on his face and raised a flag to the camera: "This time it was just a small mistake, just a zombie. I can deal with it with my bare hands, but now, I will show you the surrounding environment."
There are two major wonders in New York now. One is naturally the group of zombies that are constantly circling, and the other is naturally the huge pit caused by the self-destruction of the Umbrella Division. However, netizens have also seen these through others.
So he started to encourage Zeng Xiaoxian to go outside.
Zeng Xiaoxian is the kind of guy who starts to get carried away when someone praises him, so he immediately slapped his chest and said: "No problem, let's see your brother Xian kill everyone."
After that, he swaggered to the outskirts without bringing anything with him and started pointing out: "That building should be the Empire State Building, but it's a pity that it's too far away and there is no transportation."
"I remember that Times Square is connected to Broadway. How about we go there and have a look?" Although he didn't come to New York, he had already made preparations before going online.
"Wait, what is this?"
"Damn, what a big zombie!"
"He's actually holding a weapon. Could it be that zombies can really change jobs?"
Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly saw something was wrong with the barrage, zombies?
He hurriedly looked around and saw a large masked zombie over two meters tall and holding a giant ax walking out of the end of the road on the right.
"You don't want to play tricks on people like this!"
Zeng Xiaoxian turned around and ran away, but soon, a big zombie appeared in front of him...