"CEO Wang, don't always kill yourself! We haven't completed our mission yet! Let more zombies in!"
When he found out that killing zombies could give him extra Fantasy Points, Wang Debiao didn't care much about the lives of the people behind him.
With a better way to obtain Fantasy Points, who would be willing to endure and serve these people?
More and more zombies died under Wang Debiao's sword, and the number of zombies that were put into the third level was decreasing.
Roar!
Crash...
Creak...
No one noticed.
Under the roars of the zombies, the quarrels of the Samsara travelers, and the shouts of killing the zombies, a small noise came from the high platform piled up with junk. This seemingly indestructible defense system began to tilt…
"Seven!"
"Eight!"
"Nine heads!"
"Ten!"
" 100 Fantasy Points obtained!"
Wang Debiao was immersed in the feeling of constantly accumulating fantasy points, so he didn't notice these abnormalities.
Under the pressure of the countless zombies, the defense system began to collapse!
Wang Debiao, who was fully focused on the zombie, did not notice that a tall shelf suddenly collapsed and smashed towards him!
"Chief Wang, be careful!"
At this critical moment, Jiang Shaokun discovered the abnormality of the shelf and pulled Wang Debiao to avoid the tragedy of being crushed by the shelf.
But correspondingly, the Qingfeng sword fell to the ground. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
The shelves collapsed!
A two-meter-wide hole appeared in the defense system, and countless zombies roared and rushed in!
"Zombie!"
"They rushed in!"
"Run!"
When only a few zombies were released, the Samsara Traveller Apprentices felt that there were too few of them and that it was not enough for them to kill. When the black sea of zombies surged in, they hated their parents for not giving them enough legs. They tried their best to escape further away!
"Ah!"
Wang Debiao, who had fallen to the ground, screamed.
His leg was bitten by a zombie that rushed in first.
"My sword! My Fantasy Points!"
At this moment, his eyes were about to pop out, and he was filled with grief and indignation!
Ten minutes!
In just ten minutes, he would be able to raise his Fantasy Points to 200, or even 300!
Now that his defense system had collapsed, he had only accumulated 150 Fantasy Points! The most important thing was that he had dropped the Qingfeng sword, the weapon he relied on to kill zombies!
More and more zombies swarmed in. If he wanted to find the Qingfeng Sword, he would have to go past at least five or six zombies. It was already too late!
"Forget about the sword! Run!"
He picked up a steel rod from the ground and stabbed it into the eye of the zombie that was biting Wang Debiao. Jiang Shaokun helped Wang Debiao up and ran into the distance as fast as he could." Our hunting mission is completed!" As long as we hold on until the half an hour set by the Lord, we will be able to survive!”
With Jiang Shaokun's reminder, Wang Debiao finally sobered up.
With Jiang Shaokun's help, they fled into the distance. Wang Debiao whispered,""We've already been infected. Even if we get scratched and bitten by zombies again, we won't be infected again! After completing the hunting mission, every time you kill a zombie, you will receive additional Fantasy Points!”
"This is the guarantee of our survival and the foundation of our future strength!”
"Don't give up on this opportunity!"
As a reward for Jiang Shaokun saving him, Wang Debiao told Jiang Shaokun the secret he had discovered.
Jiang Shaokun's heart skipped a beat as he hurriedly checked his information.
Sure enough, the zombie he killed to save Wang Debiao gave him 10 Fantasy Points!
Jiang Shaokun was also envious as he watched more and more zombies pour in.
These were all fantasy points!
It was much more precious than money in the real world!
Unfortunately, in such a sea of zombies, it was extremely difficult to keep his life. It was easier said than done to obtain additional Fantasy Points by killing zombies.!
Seeing that more and more zombies were pouring in, there was almost no place to stay on the third floor of the mall. Wang Debiao shouted,"Little brother, attack! Help us!"
"This is my last chance to attack."
"After this, whether you live or die will be entirely up to you.”
Glancing at Wang Debiao and Jiang Shaokun, Fang Xingchen said lightly, then waved his hand,"Sword!"
Following Fang Xingchen's soft words, Qingfeng Sword, which was lying at the entrance of the third level and being stepped on by countless zombies, rose into the air and turned into a stream of light that appeared in his hand!
Then, Fang Xingchen slashed out with his sword!
"Sword Qi!"
The cold light exploded!
Countless wind blades shot out along with the scattered light, almost sweeping half of the third floor of the mall!
Under the raging wind blades, the zombies were sliced and torn apart, turning into rotten meat and dirty blood on the ground!
After doing all this, Fang Xingchen put away his Qingfeng sword and threw the pistol back to Wang Debiao. He walked in a direction step by step."Go to the rooftop. There were still five minutes left before the dungeon scenario ended. They should be able to block it by relying on the passageway between the third floor and the rooftop.”
Although Fang Xingchen's voice was very soft, it clearly reached everyone's ears.
The surviving Samsara Trainees also woke up and frantically fled towards the rooftop, fighting for their last chance of survival!
"President Wang, let's go!"
Jiang Shaokun hurriedly said as he watched Fang Xingchen cut open the iron door to the rooftop.
"No, I can't! Wait a minute!"
After checking the bullets in his pistol, Wang Debiao's face was full of malevolence. His gloomy eyes swept across the third floor and said,"The zombies on the third floor are almost cleared by the guide. It will take two to three minutes for the zombies on the second floor to surge in!”
"This is our chance!”
"Kill! Only by killing more zombies can we obtain enough Fantasy Points to survive in the subsequent mission scenarios!”
With a pistol in one hand and a metal rod in the other, Wang Debiao didn't go to the rooftop. Instead, he walked towards the zombies on the ground.
Many of the zombies that Fang Xingchen's sword swept across only had their arms and legs broken. They were not completely dead!
In his opinion, these zombies were fantasy points that were delivered to his doorstep!
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