My players are grinding in the apocalypse

Chapter 242 Victory! The story of the fisherman.

Red City, administrative center.

The Fishing Man robot crushed the heart and eliminated the virus, and the entire Red City returned to its control.

A new generation of bionic people chase players and slash them.

The players received the message inside and quickly retreated. They stopped the bionic people for a moment with the traps they had laid before. After killing more than 40 players, they fled back to the temporary command center of Red City.

The giant beast that had recovered its energy came in from outside and blocked the temporary command center.

Wei Long: "Huh~ Fortunately, this big guy is here, otherwise I would have been killed by the androids. They can really copy! The ones copied are all the players with the strongest combat effectiveness here."

Hiroshima Atomic: "Now there are two epic problems. After they were copied, it would be very uncomfortable to see myself killing teammates randomly. But, wouldn't it be even more uncomfortable if they were not copied?"

Ask the master to punish Fugui: "What the hell!?"

Fang Gang: "As expected of a mentally handicapped little bar owner, he can always do something unexpected. If he is copied, he will be able to rely on him to defend himself. If he is not copied, he might as well be defending his defense."

Magic Conch: "6!"

With the protection of the giant beast here, and the inquisitor players frantically setting up traps, it can still withstand it in the short term.

Long Yi looked at his smoking computer with a worried look on his face: "What I'm more worried about is... what happened to them? My virus has been completely removed, can I still survive?"

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[Lin Tang: "I'll give you a banana club! I can't even move!\