Zhang Yi decided to try again.
This time, he put his hands in front of him and looked at the burger on the KFC advertisement sign. Then he closed his eyes again.
Different from the last time, Zhang Yi did not aim this time. Instead, he held the bow with both hands and naturally lowered it.
If he released the bowstring, the arrow would hit the ground.
However, the moment he decided to shoot, the bow in his hand seemed to suddenly come to life.
He actually moved Zhang Yi's hands and aimed the arrow at the target as he released the arrow.
Bang!
Another muffled sound.
The burger in the burger advertisement was blown up, and the surrounding advertising paper was charred.
It was actually automatic aiming?
As long as he willed it, he could shoot anywhere he wanted!
This was too awesome!
The reason why arrows were slow was mainly because of the problem of accuracy.
In addition, the arrow itself was very heavy, so it was affected by gravity. The further it flew, the more it deviated from its trajectory.
Therefore, the shooter needed a long time to aim, predict the direction of the target, and predict the trajectory of the arrow in order to accurately hit the target.
Now that the Houyi Red Bow had the ability to aim automatically, the speed of shooting would definitely be greatly increased.
As long as Zhang Yi was responsible for finding the target, the rest would be left to the battle bow. What a convenient function!
This was great!
Zhang Yi and Liu Qian 'qian returned to the RV.
At this moment, the RV's armor had recovered by more than 40 points.
The recovery of armor required material points.
Wood, steel, and other things could be directly converted into material points.
Calculating it, it was equivalent to consuming 0.1 kilograms of steel, which could repair 1 point of armor.
A 40-point armor consumed 4 kilograms of steel.
Zhang Yi had just tried it on a scrapped car in the service area. The steel on the car body could not be recycled.
At present, only pure steel could be recycled. As for whether there were other ways to recover steel, he still needed to try.
After clearing out the entire service area, Zhang Yi and Liu Qian 'qian continued on their journey.
Liu Qian 'qian was still driving.
At this moment, the highway was like a car graveyard.
Crippled cars could be seen everywhere.
The road was also littered with many parts that had been smashed from the car.
Many of the guardrails on both sides of the road had been destroyed.
Blood, corpses, and broken pieces of corpses could be seen everywhere.
Occasionally, there would be a few zombies wandering in the middle of the road.
They were also instantly crushed by the RV.
The more Liu Qian 'qian opened her mouth, the more shocked she became.
Was this the end of the world?
He didn't even see a living person!
"Pay attention to your armor value when driving. If it's too low, you must park in a safe area in advance!”
Zhang Yi gave a simple order and sat on the sofa.
It was the second day of the apocalypse, and the electricity, internet, and communications were still functioning normally.
Zhang Yi needed to know that this world had been completely destroyed and turned into a prehistoric civilization. Humans could only rely on sticks and stones to survive in a world full of zombies.
Or could it be that there were still some powerful organizations that could recruit survivors and prepare to rebuild order and restart civilization?
He first opened his WeChat Moments.
The messages here were almost flooding the screen.
There were many videos of zombies eating people and the battle between the police and the zombies.
Many of the police had turned into zombies, so the police force was scattered.
Moreover, their shooting skills were not like those in the movies.
It was difficult to remain calm in the face of the crazy zombies, let alone shoot calmly.
In the end, most of the bullets were shot casually. Some of the bullets did not even hit the zombies.
In an instant, he was pressed to the ground by the zombies that pounced on him from all directions, followed by a series of heart-wrenching screams.
This phone was used by Zhang Yi before he joined the army. There were basically three types of friends in WeChat. The first type was like him, who only knew how to indulge in debauchery.
The second type was girls from various circles, such as the film industry, the modeling industry, the student industry, and so on.
The third type was the key account manager of some high-end clubs, senior public relations, and so on.
There were basically no decent people.
They were all people with a particularly rich nightlife.
Usually, they would only be active at eight o'clock every night.
When the apocalypse arrived, most people would go to nightclubs or high-end hotels.
Zhang Yi scrolled down. Most of these people's moments were around 9 o'clock, and they didn't send any messages after that.
Most of them were probably dead.
Zhang Yi scrolled through his Moments. It was all about these people's daily lives.
Girls would flaunt their wealth, and boys would flaunt their girls. It was boring and boring.
Suddenly, a rich second-generation friend's post on his Moments at 6 p. m. yesterday caught Zhang Yi's attention.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。