Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 90 What else is there except the Zombie King

Where there are more zombies, the more corpse aura.

The five of them didn't let go of any of the zombies they encountered, and killed them as easily as if they were cracking eggs.

Gongyangyan's mourning stick was stuck in her belt, and she was holding a chainsaw with a new blade in her hand. The speed of killing zombies was not much slower than others.

She wants to earn more spiritual things to go back. The family of three are all strangers, and they can't rely on money to buy spiritual things to use, and they will go bankrupt.

In many underground parking lots, there are corpses that dare not come out during the day. They are piled up together, and they are disgusting.

It's not difficult to kill them with their cultivation base. In the final analysis, the dojo is too polite.

Zombies are extremely lethal to mortals, and for monks, monsters and aliens who have done a good job of defense, they are almost like beating flies and mosquitoes.

Ninety percent of the people who died in this dojo were done by players.

The person who was really killed by the zombies was a rookie like Ning Zhi before. It is too difficult for ordinary people to step into the circle of cultivation.

After they cleaned up the underground parking lot and killed all the zombies and accumulated corpses, the smell of corpses disappeared, so they had to change the place again.

Jiu Yuanzi couldn't help but start her learning feature of [-] whys, and said, "Should you two think of a way to see if you can catch a few zombies and take them out of the dojo, let your boss rent a piece of land, and run a zombie?" Ranch, you can collect corpse energy infinitely."

"Why don't you say don't kill zombies, wouldn't it be better?" Mr. Shi stopped and answered her question, "There is a limit to the corpse aura on zombies, and there are only so many of them whether you kill them or not, but without their corpse aura, they will die." won't turn into a monster."

"Those zombies that look like meat balls are ghosts, and they are much harder to kill than zombies." He said, "We didn't kill zombies much last time, it's because you asked for a prize, otherwise we didn't want to kill them."

Jiu Yuanzi threw a bottle of low-level genetic enhancer into the woven bag, tilted his head and asked, "You don't want to take this opportunity to make more money?"

It seems that I earn enough money working in the club, and I don’t want to earn something casually when I enter the dojo. I can use it for myself or sell it.

Unlike myself, poor.

"..." Mr. Shi didn't say a word. He didn't kill any zombies last time. It wasn't because he didn't want to make money, but because the parking space he took was for a female guest.

There are no other requirements, but they are required to guard her at every step.

She just wants to enjoy being favored by others, and from time to time, she pretends to be in distress, and plays a few scenes of heroes saving the beauty to satisfy her.

Others come to the dojo to fight for their lives, while for some, they come to play live-action simulation theater.

Last time they shouted my princess, I’m here to save you, you ugly zombies, stay away from my dearest princess, and took the opportunity to kill a few zombies, there was no chance to kill zombies .

Thinking about it now, he still feels a little uncomfortable.

In my heart, I also admire those actors who play bad dramas, with similar plots, why they act so willingly.

This time, it was finally a peace of mind, but this one was even more moody.

As soon as the five of them came out of the underground parking lot with large bags and small bags, they saw a few people glance at them, and then ran away quickly.

"Haven't they found the zombie king yet?" Jiu Yuanzi watched the man leave, wondering what Ning Zhi was doing.

It feels like several hours have passed, they are still searching for the zombie king all over the city, and they haven't started fighting yet.

If this continues, the 50 billion may be in vain.

This is already the outskirts of the city, and the dojo is about to enter the night, and the dojo at night is very unsafe.

Suddenly, Mr. Shi pointed to a huge building in the distance and said: "The corpse aura over there is very strong. Let's go and have a look, maybe we can collect enough corpse aura at one time."

Jiu Yuanzi didn't know why a lion could distinguish the concentration of corpse gas, and it wasn't a vulture or a fly.

However, a place with a lot of corpses means that there are a lot of zombies, and it will save a lot of trouble if you can kill to the end of the dojo at one time, and you don't have to look for zombies everywhere.

Nothing happened until now, except that the zombie king was not found, and the journey went smoothly. The dojo is more obedient this time.

There are not many cars on the road here, there is still a little distance from the building, and there are not many zombies on the road.

It was getting dark again, so Jiu Yuanzi shouted: "Brother Fake, change the car, let's drive there."

The fake big white dog turned into an off-road vehicle as soon as he lay down on the ground.

Lu Ming was okay, but it was a surprise that the spiritual creature could turn into a living thing.

Mr. Shi and Pan Xiaolu were both stunned, is this a real dog?

The two sat in the car and kept touching it. They found that it was exactly the same as the real car, and they couldn't tell it was fake at all, so they closed their mouths.

The fake brother seemed to be showing off, the engine roared, and he rushed towards the huge building quickly.

At the same time, there was an explosion in the city, and two buildings with dozens of floors collapsed directly. At the same time, many lights flickered and fought.

Jiu Yuanzi didn't even touch the steering wheel, lying on the window of the driver's seat, leaning half out of the car, looking at the city in the evening wind, "They found the Zombie King."

Gongyang Yan looked at the half-woven bag of trophies lying at her feet, and was calculating how much she could get, not caring about how the city was playing.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, kept flipping through the phone quietly, with a smile on his lips.

Pan Xiaolu, who was sitting in the middle, took a sneak peek. It was a house introduction. She seemed to want to buy a house.

Before it was completely dark, they came to the gate of this building, Mud City Power Plant.

Compared to the city where no one is willing to turn on the lights, it is pitch black, but here, street lights are on from the gate, and the buildings are also brightly lit.

There was not a single zombie at the door, as if afraid of being discovered, they would run in to disturb the power plant.

The atmosphere of the power plant is a bit weird, it's too quiet and clean.

Jiu Yuanzi glanced at the four of them. Originally, only Lu Ming and Gongyang Yan had air defenses, but now she conveniently added layers to Mr. Shi and Pan Xiaolu.

The two were taken aback for a moment, and when they found out what it was, they felt very uncomfortable.

Is this supporting service coming now?

"Mr. Shi, is there really a lot of corpse gas inside?" Jiu Yuanzi stood in front of the five-meter-high iron gate of the power plant and checked again.

Mr. Shi took out the old-fashioned pocket watch in his pocket, looked at it, and nodded with certainty, "Yes, there are a lot of them, and they are almost exploding."

The spirit corpses on the five people were also crazily absorbing corpse energy, and the consumption of Gongyangyan's spiritual treasures decreased visibly with the naked eye.

Jiu Yuanzi pushed the gate of the power plant sideways hard, revealing a crack enough for two people to enter and exit, and there was no killing by opening the gate.

Behind the door is a huge open space, and I don't know what it is used for. There are hundreds of lights on the top of the head, so that people can hardly see even their shadows under their feet.

It was empty inside without a single zombie, and there were no corpses or the chaotic scene of a hasty escape. It was very neat and clean. There were gates and entrances at the end, and there was no one there.

Five people filed in, looking at this quiet place.

It's so clean it doesn't make sense.

"Go in and have a look." Jiu Yuanzi led the crowd to the entrance, climbed over the low railing in the card scanning area, and was about to walk to the back entrance.

"Crack, click, click."

Except for Gongyang Yan, the other four turned their heads suddenly, and they all heard a sound, which was the sound of hard objects rubbing against each other.

When the four turned their heads, the sound disappeared, and the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

Gongyang Yan was taken aback by them, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, is there anything?"

Jiu Yuanzi released his spiritual power, but he didn't find anything unusual, unless there was something that could hide the spiritual power.

After quietly staring at the surroundings for a long time, Jiu Yuanzi said, "It's nothing, maybe it's an illusion."

She bit her lip, feeling excited.

There is a small mud monster boss in the cement factory, so now that the zombie king has been found by Ningzhi and the others, what is there in the power plant?

The spirit corpses on them also suddenly trembled at this moment. Except for Gongyang Yan, the four people who connected to it with spiritual power all felt its strong desire to enter.

There are things that attract it, a large amount of corpse aura, or something better than corpse aura, such as other unowned yin spirits.

"Let's go, let's go in and have a look, anyway, there is no possibility that there will be a zombie king." Jiu Yuanzi turned and walked towards the entrance.

Everyone looked at each other and followed.

After they entered, on the ceiling outside, there was something swaying under the light, and then all disappeared under the light.

(End of this chapter)