Yet they were still too late.
Just as they'd quickly escaped in the direction of the three-story building after having finally gotten away from the chief, the toasts, and handshakes with the primitive people, a black mist quietly gathered. The roars of the zombies ranged from sporadic to all-encompassing, becoming more and more frequent, and they were also... getting closer!
"Run!"
The open area was not conducive to going against the horde of zombies. Any player who understood this made a crazy dash to hide inside the building.
But not everyone could move freely under the threat of a large horde of zombies.
"Help! Save me!" The fat man who didn't exercise much at all fell behind. He listened to the zombies getting closer and closer. His heart was full of fear, and his body was soft and trembling.
However, everyone was running away at this time. Who had the mind to save such a burden?
Looking at the team that gradually grew distant, Meng Bao was desperate.
Just when he thought he was destined to experience being bitten to death by zombies, his butt ached and he flew through the air.
Yeah.
He went right through the door of the envoy's building.
Ignoring his posture, he turned out to be the first one!
Meng Bao was stunned and didn't get up. From the ground, he turned back and saw Su An lowering his foot.
The others were also stunned by this development, watching Su An without knowing what to say.
Su An chuckled: "Don't block the road if you can't run."
After he said this, Su An, without regard for what the others thought, took a big step away.
Behind him came Hou Letian's surprised reminder: "Hey, Brother, you're going in the wrong direction! There's many zombies over there!"
Su An didn't care and disappeared into the night.
The remaining players had entered the first-floor lobby and relaxed a little.
Hearing Hou Letian's reminder, Meng Bao's eyes dimmed: "Don't worry about that weirdo! None of us can stop him from dying! The zombies are coming so quickly close the door!"
"How about we close the door first? After all, there are seven of us here. We can't ignore everyone's safety just to wait for him." Pingyang's mouth had a tone of inquiry as he walked to the open door and quickly closed it.
"That is, we don't know if that person will come back." With the support of others, Meng Bao was more confident.
Several people did not comment.
On such a zombie-laden night, Su An, who'd left the team and acted alone, seemed to them to already be a dead man.
As for a rescue...
Forget it. There may be players willing to help if there were only a few zombies, but there were hundreds of NPCs in this level, which meant that there'd be the corresponding number of zombies out and about during the night. None of them had the ability to guarantee they'd be able to escape by themselves, let alone save anyone else.
The zombies had arrived outside, and the banging against the stiff door rang out continuously, accompanied by bloody roars. Inside the hall was quiet.
Most buildings in such levels couldn't resist these zombies for a long period of time. They had an hour at most, then there'd be zombies coming through the doors and windows. They'd have to prepare for a fight before then.
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I Turned into a Little White Face After I Returned From the Apocalypse
Fantasía[Disclaimer: This novel is not mine. It is the English translation of a Chinese novel written by 某片叶子 ] Summary: Su An has been struggling in the last days for more than a decade, and a death as a hero after taking down the Zombie Emperor is quite g...