Miss Serena's daily rent collection in American comics

This all depends on the type of game. The game is designed to either force you to be as cautious as possible or to be as reckless as possible.

You can do anything in the game that you can do in real life, but you can do something in the game that you can't do in real life.

So he could just rush out from the swarm of zombies like the protagonists in Resident Evil.

After all, he is a player.

Living people are afraid of zombies only because they eat people and can infect people by biting them...

(PS: I reached out my hand secretly, then put it in the bowl and started waiting for the tickets.)

Chapter 194 You thought it was a game? It was actually my Resident Evil!

As a magician, Earl Langdon never thought that one day he would suddenly start to doubt his life. Just like those people who don't live in a magical world always say "this is unscientific", looking at the world in front of him, he instinctively wanted to shout "this is not magic at all"!

"We don't have any extra manpower here. Now, pick up your guns. We are going to fight our way out of this building in a moment."

The strangely dressed man in front of him thrust an even stranger weapon into his hands, but the knowledgeable Earl recognized it immediately. This was one of the most popular items in the trading post - something that could allow a commoner to kill the wizard by surprise.

Although it was also called a gun, it was different from the cold weapon that Langdon was familiar with, which consisted of a gun head and a gun barrel. This thing had an extremely high firing rate and range, and even a third-level charged shield could not withstand a few hits. It was a veritable mage killer.

And now, this weapon called a gun was being stuffed into his hands by someone he didn't even know...

Unfortunately, the man did not give him much time to think. He walked straight forward and opened the iron door.

Suddenly, several corpses with severely decayed bodies but surprisingly agile movements, with bloody mouths and roaring, pounced over.

"This is... the undead?!!"

Seeing the rotten and smelly figure, Langdon's pupils shrank slightly. Everyone living on the Stan continent must be familiar with this evil creature. Whenever night falls, the bones buried under the soil will be resurrected. At night, death is not the end, but a new life. Every dead creature will become a follower of the goddess of death and fight for her in the dark. So since Langdon started recording, the most common thing he has seen is that countless soldiers gathered corpses and then set them on fire. White ashes covered the sky, and when the undead disaster broke out, it could even last for a whole year.

"Bang bang!"

The man walking in front kicked over a zombie that pounced on him without any hesitation, and immediately raised his gun and fired two bursts at the two following behind.

The 7.62mm bullet pierced its head and flew through its body into the other one.

Only then did Langdon realize that the stairs were densely packed with dozens of zombies.

For a moment, he was even ready to turn around and run. But after taking a closer look at his surroundings, he realized that he seemed to be on the top floor of a huge building that was several times taller than the Mage Tower, so he had to give up the idea.

So we can only fight.

"I remember this is the safety... and then I aimed with this... and then I pulled the trigger."

Langdon, as a mage, had great insight and learning ability, and he quickly figured out how to use this weapon. He raised the gun, aimed at the location with the most zombies, and then pulled the trigger.

In an instant, tongues of fire shot out. The sound like thunder and the impact in his hand frightened his forearm. Instantly, the bullet flew to an unknown place.

"Aim before you shoot! Stupid!"

The big man who was almost hit by his bullet immediately started cursing.

But Langdon was like a child who got a new toy. This was his first time using a gun. He had only seen it in trading posts before, but he was too slow to get it. He had long coveted a charge rifle that was said to be eliminated by the Federation Arms in the interstellar era, but that was nothing. What shocked him the most at this moment was that this world... was just a game!

He dared to swear that the game he knew should be a card game played by commoners and nobles in the arena! Instead of being a whole real world like it is now!

"That goddess...she can actually treat the entire world as her playground?"

Shouldn't the so-called gods of gods establish their own kingdom of God and be high above others? Isn't it said that many gods cannot enter the main world and can only stay in the subspace?

At least for now, treating the entire world as a game was beyond Langdon's cognition. He simply couldn't imagine what kind of existence could play with an entire continent and even treat the world as its own playground.

......

Chris Redfield has been tracking down BOW for a long time. As a member of the BSAA, he is still frantically looking for relevant information even if the world has been destroyed. Just like he said to Wesker: I won't stop until I die.

At first, nothing was achieved. He only knew that BOW destroyed the world, but how, who released those BOW. He had no idea. Until the day before yesterday, he suddenly got a shocking news from a group of wandering survivors - zombies that could run and jump appeared near Atlanta, and they seemed to be chasing the survivors purposefully.

This was more explosive than anything he had collected in recent years, so he left his sister behind and called his good friend Leon, and with the help of Alice, the leader of the survivors, the three of them went to Atlanta together.

Therefore, the current situation has come about.

"We have to find a way to break out. The zombies' mobility is simply too abnormal to be reasonable."

Chris and his group, who were blocked in the middle of the building by a large wave of zombies, have personally experienced how terrifying the running and jumping zombies described by the survivors are.

"How do we break out? There are at least a thousand of those things out there!"

After using up all their ammunition, they had no choice but to hide in a department store and lower the iron fence at the entrance of the building, barely escaping the disaster.

"It's even a question whether we can get out of this building alive."

But the problem was that there were also a huge number of zombies inside the building, and they could run and jump, so they had to go upstairs and find a safe storage room.

"Wait! Listen."

Suddenly, Alice, who had been silent all the way, spoke.

"Was there a gunshot just now?"

Hearing this, Chris and Leon were slightly stunned and began to listen attentively.

"Yes! Yes!"

Faintly, they did hear gunshots coming from afar.

"And it came from upstairs!"

Suddenly, the three of them were stunned.

Doesn’t that mean...there are still living people living in this building full of zombies?

"Now we break out upwards!"

Chris and Leon immediately took out their tactical knives.

Alice pulled out two shiny Nepalese machetes from behind.

Today, Chris and his team join the hunt...

(PS: I suddenly realized that I had scheduled today's post to tomorrow's post!)

(PS2: She burst into tears, then stretched out her hand and started waiting for the tickets...)

Chapter 195 The So-Called Dimension Forum

At the same time, someone suddenly had the idea to modify the chat group into a dimensional forum...

"Seriously, how many people were scared by that game?"

(I thought it was just a normal zombie-killing game at first, but when the zombies came, I peed in my pants.)

(And I can’t run, I can only fight.)

(Especially the judgment of fatal damage. I was pinned to the ground by the zombies. In other simulation games, being knocked down means death, but in this game, I have to wait until I see myself being dismembered before it is considered death.)

(You have no idea how long the scene of that zombie tearing off my arms and legs and the blood and flesh all over the ground has left a psychological trauma on me.)

(Specialized game for quitting Internet addiction.)

(So, am I the only one who noticed that this game seems to be based on Resident Evil?)

(Reply: Above, isn’t this The Walking Dead?)

(Reply: Yes, The Walking Dead. I was wondering why this city looked familiar, isn’t it Atlanta?)

(Reply: What? The Walking Dead and Resident Evil? The speed at which the zombies move makes me think it was World War Z.)

(As for the group above, as long as you read more excellent posts, you will know that the game you play is actually a real world.)

(It is said that this is a parallel world destroyed by the reincarnationists, the zombies are infinitely evolving, and humans are almost wiped out.)

(Didn’t the world consciousness over there post a message in the forum asking for help?)

(Reply: WTF?!)

(Reply: When did it happen?)

(Reply: Just last time a world consciousness came and said that it suspected that its protagonist had been possessed by a time traveler, several posts from world consciousness popped up, saying that either the protagonist had been killed or the world had been invaded.)

(That’s why we have this zombie-killing game.)

(To be honest, if the zombies’ fighting power is really this level, it seems that few worlds can survive.)

(Didn’t we discuss this in a previous post? Why are some zombies slow and some are extremely strong and fast?)

(I've also read that post. The conclusion drawn in the end was that the brain's protective mechanism was lifted, so the runner ran very fast, but his balance was not good. Then, over time, his body began to rot, and his speed slowed down.)

(However, it is not effective against zombies in the fantasy continent, but only applies to most technological worlds. But the problem is, I have never seen anything like this in my life.)

(As a result, most of the tech world probably won’t get to see it either.)

(That is, unlike nuclear bombs, almost every household has one, except for the wizard.)

(The Master left the forum due to his aggressive language.)

(Puff, puff.)

(Old hermaphrodite.)

(Anyway, now I want to laugh when I see those wizards buying nuclear bombs.)

(Response: No, why?)

(Response: Because they don’t know that the shelf life of nuclear weapons is only about 20 years, and they actually want to buy them back as heirlooms.)

(Reply: Fuck you! Why are you saying that?)

(reply:????)

As a result, almost all wizards who bought nuclear bombs as heirlooms knew that the shelf life of this thing was only 20 years.

"Help! I bought a nuclear bomb in a trading post 15 years ago. Now the expiration date is almost up. What should I do? "

(What else can I do? Serve it cold.)

(First look at your equivalent, then see if it is a hydrogen bomb or an atomic bomb. If it is a three-phase bomb, then it should be able to last about ten more years.)

"Reply: I bought an industrial hydrogen bomb with a capacity of 120 billion tons."

(Reply: This... you bought such a large amount?)

(Reply: This kind of storage time should be longer. If you buy tens of millions of tons of equivalent, it will be troublesome. Because it is likely that it was made by people in the late 20th century or the 21st century. It is the type that must be destroyed or exploded, and its service life is not long.)