Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
[Hint: You have found a simple shelter (this shelter can accommodate up to 5 people. Currently, it can accommodate 3 people).]
[Hint: Players can be protected from zombies in the shelter. If the number of people in the shelter exceeds the maximum capacity, the shelter will lose its function.]
[Hint: After 62 hours, the shelter will lose its function.]
The shelter was a benefit provided to novice players by players. Under the sheltered state, zombies would not attack the shelter.
Fortunately, the shelter was not full.
Fang Heng pushed open the wooden door of the shelter and walked in casually.
A few players who were sitting around the bonfire in the shelter stood up and stared at Fang Heng vigilantly. One of the old men even took out a crossbow and aimed it at the zombie behind Fang Heng.
"Don't get agitated," Fang Heng pointed at the zombie and explained, "It's summoned by my talent skill, so it's not dangerous."
Everyone looked at Fang Heng and after making sure that the zombie behind him was standing still, they sat down again.
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There were three people in the room: a fat guy in a short-sleeved shirt, a skinny old man with a crossbow, and a young woman in light makeup and fashionable clothes.
The young woman had been sizing up Fang Heng ever since he entered the room.
"Brother, your skill is really scary. Come and sit down," the fat man let out a sigh of relief and invited Fang Heng to sit down. "I was wondering that since this is a shelter, logically speaking, zombies wouldn't be able to enter."
"Haha, the talent I just got is not bad. It's just a little ugly."
Fang Heng waved his hand and ordered the ten zombies to gather materials nearby. Then, he walked into the shelter alone.
The zombie clone would not be attacked by the same kind of zombies even at night. It could maintain the 'hack' state for 24 hours a day.
"By the way, my name is Liao Bufan, he is Jimmy, and this beautiful lady is Liu Lin."
"My name is Fang Heng."
Fang Heng sat beside the bonfire with the others.
"What bad luck. I was originally in the government-built shelter, but I was suddenly judged as a passive game and got sent here. It's so annoying."
"This is bad. The new apocalyptic world. It will take at least a few months for the federation to send people to build the shelter."
"Sigh! How do we get through this..."
Liao Bufan was a chatterbox. He spoke indignantly and introduced everyone's identities.
The three of them had been judged by the King of Gods to be passive games and had been forced into the zombie apocalypse world.
Liao Bufan was a university student. He had only joined the game for less than a year, and the skinny old man was in the management of a foreign company in the real world.
Other than Liao Bufan, the other two didn't like to talk much.
...
As the sun set, the temperature in the cabin gradually dropped.
Jimmy took out some dry wood from his backpack and threw it into the bonfire, making it even hotter.
"Coo, Coo, Coo..."
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