Chapter 4 Shelter
[Tip: You found a simple shelter (the shelter can accommodate up to 5 people, and currently accommodates 3 people)].
[Tip: Players can be protected from zombie attacks in the shelter. If the number of people in the shelter exceeds the maximum capacity, the shelter will lose its protective role].
[Tip: After 62 hours, the shelter will lose its function].
Shelter is a benefit provided by the system to novice players. In the shelter state, zombies will not actively attack the shelter.
As luck would have it, the shelter was not full.
Fang Heng pushed open the wooden door of the shelter and walked in carelessly.
Several players who were sitting around the campfire talking in the shelter all stood up and stared at Fang Heng warily. One of the old men even took out a crossbow and pointed it at the zombies behind Fang Heng. .
“Don’t get excited.” Fang Heng pointed at the zombie and explained, “It is my innate skill summon, it is not dangerous.”
Everyone looked at Fang Heng and confirmed The zombie behind him stood obediently and then sat down again.
There were three people in the room, a fat boy in short-sleeves, a thin, dark old man with a crossbow and a wary look on his face, and a young woman with light makeup and fashionable clothes.
From the moment Fang Heng entered the door, the young woman kept looking at him.
"Brother, your skills are really scary. Come and sit down." The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and asked Fang Heng to come over and sit down with him. "I'm still surprised. There is a shelter, so it stands to reason that zombies can also Can't get in."
"Haha, the talent I just drew is not bad, but it's a little ugly."
Fang Heng waved his hand and ordered the ten zombies to collect supplies nearby. On command, a man walks into the shelter.
Zombie clones will not be attacked by similar zombies even at night, and can remain in an 'on-hook' state 24 hours a day.
"By the way, my name is Liao Bufan, he is Jimmy, and this beautiful young lady is called Liu Lin."
"My name is Fang Heng."
Fang Heng followed Everyone sat together around the campfire.
"It's really unlucky. I was originally in a government-built asylum, but I was suddenly judged as a negative game and sent here. I'm so annoyed."
"This is terrible. In the new apocalyptic world, it will take at least several months for the federation to send people in to build shelters."
"Oh! How can we get through this..."
Liao Bufan was a talkative person. He spoke angrily and introduced everyone's identities by the way.
The three of them were all judged as negative games by the Lord God and were forced to join the zombie apocalypse world.
Liao Bufan is a college student who has just entered the game for only a year. In the real world, the dark and thin old man is the management of a foreign company.
Except for Liao Bufan, the other two people don't like to talk much.
The sun sets and the temperature inside the wooden house gradually drops.
Jimmy took out dry firewood from his backpack and threw it into the bonfire to make the bonfire burn brighter.
"Gurgling..."
Liao Bufan touched his belly that was making noise, and his old face turned red.
Hungry.
Fang Heng also felt hungry in his belly. After fighting zombies for a day, his physical strength was very exhausted.
Liu Lin took out two potatoes from her backpack, threaded them on a branch, and roasted them on the volcano.
The aroma of the food spread quickly.
“Gudong.”
Liao Bufan swallowed and looked at the baked potatoes in Liu Lin's hand with great greed.
"I'm very lucky today. I collected a few potatoes. If you have any survival supplies, you can exchange them with me."
Jimmy, the thin and black old man, thought about it and rummaged through his backpack. Take out three bottles of water and place them in front of the bonfire.
"Little girl, what do you think of this?"
"Not enough, uncle." Liu Lin shook her head, "Food is the most precious in the initial stage of the game, especially in this forest environment. , early players lack hunting ability, food is the most difficult to obtain, and the value of three bottles of water is not enough.”
Jimmy nodded and took out three more bottles of water from his backpack.
"Six bottles is the most. I still need the rest of the water."
"Okay, I'll trade it with you for a potato."
Liu Lin handed over a potato and put away Jimmy's six bottles of water.
“What about you, do you want to exchange food with me?”
Liao Bufan had a bitter look on his face. He had no experience in surviving the zombie apocalypse and was not very lucky. He didn't collect any high-value supplies along the way. He simply took out everything in his backpack and placed it on the ground.
"These are the only things I have. You can take whatever you like, okay?"
"The young man is very smart in his abacus. Want to use these materials in exchange for food?" Jimmy The old man picked up the potatoes he had just bought and roasted them on the campfire, shaking them The head said, "Is this the free prostitution that you young people have been talking about?"
"Don't say that." Liao Bufan looked at Liu Lin with some expectation, "How about I I borrowed it from you? I'll return it to you tomorrow."
Liu Lin simply refused.
"I won't borrow it."
Liao Bufan looked even more miserable.
"Fang Heng, what about you?" Liu Lin looked at Fang Heng and winked at him, "Is there anything you want to exchange materials with me for?"
"No. ”
Fang Heng shrugged. He had been killing zombies all day, so he had no time to collect supplies.
But he is not in a hurry. Soon, the zombie clones hanging up outside will continuously send him survival supplies.
Liu Lin smiled and asked: "Do you think this is good? Tomorrow we will form a team and act together. You will protect my safety during the day, and I will be responsible for your food during the day. .”
Huh?
What does it mean? Want to keep me?
Fang Heng looked up at Liu Lin.
Something's wrong with you!
“Hey! Wait a minute!”
Liao Bufan discovered the opportunity and volunteered: “Rich woman, I can also help you work. I will help you work tomorrow. I only need to fill my stomach. That’s it.”
< br>"You?" Liu Lin glanced at Liao Bufan with a bit of disgust, "You can try it, but you only have half a potato tonight."
"Hey! Why? Why do I only have half a potato? A piece of potato? ”
Liao Bufan is angry, why can't I rely on my face to make a living? Can this world get better?
Liu Lin smiled and did not answer, just looked at Fang Heng, "What about my proposal? Think about it?"
Fang Heng shrugged, "No, I have something else tomorrow. "
Liu Lin was a little disappointed.
She admitted that she did ask Fang Heng to form a team because of his reputation, but most importantly, Liu Lin took a fancy to Fang Heng's talent and skills.
The first day was fine, but as the game progressed, the rules of the real world became meaningless in the game when faced with death.
There will be more and more cases of malicious snatching of supplies.
She needs to find a companion she can trust as soon as possible.
In Liu Lin's opinion, Fang Heng's zombie who obeys orders will be very useful in a doomsday environment.
Stepping back to the next best thing, Liu Lin looked at Liao Bufan, "Okay, Liao Bufan, what about you? What do you say? Half a potato."
Liao Bufan became entangled.
He was in pain now. The half piece of potato Liu Lin gave him couldn't fill his stomach. It was too cheap to just agree to sell his body to her.
Fang Heng looked at Liao Bufan's tangled expression and wanted to laugh.
"Okay! I will follow you tomorrow! But you must have at least two potatoes with each meal tomorrow."
"Okay."
Liu Lin said and handed over half a piece of potato.
Liao Bufan's face was full of smile again. He followed Liu Lin's example and pierced half a potato with a branch and roasted it on the volcano.
After eating half a piece of potato, his satiety level barely increased by ten points. Liao Bufan touched his belly and felt a little unsatisfied.
He looked at Fang Heng, who was sitting in front of the fire in a daze, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, are you preparing to go hungry tonight? Your condition will be very bad tomorrow, otherwise, Did you follow that rich woman?”
“It’s not shabby to make money.”
Liao Bufan's enthusiastic persuasion had the mentality of "I'm going to give up my life for the sake of life, why don't you join me too".
Fang Heng was not in a daze. He was just checking the zombie clone's 'hang' status through the game system.
The situation is good and the harvest is quite fruitful.
Fang Heng closed the system game log, patted Liao Bufan's shoulder again, and asked: "Brother, were you not full just now?"
"Of course, it's only half a potato. Not enough.”
"Then how about I trade a hard-boiled egg for all your supplies?"
"Do you have hard-boiled eggs?"
"Not yet." Fang Heng looked up. At the door of the cabin, "But it will be there soon."
"What do you mean?"
Liao Bufan didn't quite understand. He raised his head stupidly and followed Fang Heng's gaze towards the cabin. door.
There were footsteps outside the wooden door. (End of this chapter)