Just as Yu Miaomiao picked up her phone to check the game link message, her vision went dark, and in the blink of an eye, she found herself inside a post-apocalyptic survival game — Desert Surviv...
Chapter 104: Desert Survival Day 11 (19) There’s no escape from the true fragrance…
This apocalypse is really weird. Where are so many birds produced every day? What does that strange pile look like?
Yu Miaomiao thought about it and realized that this was just a game system world. How much it wanted was just a matter of numbers. It was really meaningless for her to think about things here with the normal thinking of the real world.
She shot the arrows in her hand into the sky one after another, and with the second cannon shot
As the alarm sounded, Yu Miaomiao felt a growing sense of crisis.
There is no interval between individual cannons, and they will automatically fire as long as they enter the range. However, there is a 1-minute interval between the self-firing of a single cannon. The less she shoots, the more frequently the turret will be activated, so there will be a cooling period of dozens of seconds, which is an absolutely dangerous period for her.
While shooting arrows, she was already thinking about whether to use the Turtle Breathing Technique to avoid the attack of the flock of birds, or to use it to create another automatic small turret. After all, she didn't need to operate the construction hammer, it would be automatic, or to use grenades.
As the third round of artillery fire was completed, she took out her broadsword and started slashing at the flock of birds that had already flown over the sandbag range.
The horizontal sword is light and nimble, and cutting birds is like cutting watermelons. As long as she can still kill, she will continue to fight. With the small artillery, it can only operate for an hour and a half unless she builds enough artillery.
Because there were too many ice thorn birds, she didn't care whether to chop off their heads or blind their eyes. She cut them horizontally and vertically, and held the saber in her other hand, stabbing them whenever she got the chance.
The first one had its wings chopped off, the second had its legs chopped off, the third had its head dropped to the ground...
The remains of various ice thorn birds were piled all over the ground.
As long as the weak spots in the eyes of the monsters she chopped were not broken, the remaining large parts of their bodies would continue to move, using various remaining parts to continue attacking her.
The severed wings did not cause any harm to her, but the remains of the creatures, which only had thighs and claws, were limping towards her in a strange posture. When they were close, one of the sharp claws instinctively grabbed her leg.
Although the force was not great, the thick thighs were not for show. Yu Miaomiao could feel the circle of metal wire being pulled through the shield. If it weren't for the shield, her feet would have been scratched by the sharp bird fingers.
The shield's durability is 72.
It looked like it would be a protracted battle, so while the automatic turrets were attacking, she took out her rusty armor and put it on.
The laser cannon of the small turret was very intelligent, and the distance at which it exploded was such that it would not harm her at all, giving her a chance to breathe.
Although she would monitor the shield's durability in real time, she was afraid that she would not be able to take care of it during the battle.
The durability of the horizontal sword was consumed very slowly, and she waved her hand without stopping for a moment. She never thought that one day she would have to switch from long-range combat to close combat.
The birds in the sky showed no sign of decreasing, coming one after another. She took advantage of the timing of each artillery attack, drank energy drinks, and chopped until the durability of the first primary shield dropped to 0, then she immediately changed into the second set.
She also tried to practice the tortoise breathing technique in the intervals, but her movements were too large and her breath could not reach the level of practice. If she waited for her to calm down, the shield would be torn apart, not to mention the glowing ice thorn bird that had been chopped in half and was still breathing out ice. The coldness could penetrate the metal wires of the shield and drill into her bones, making her shiver.
After fighting for nearly an hour, she finally killed all the second flock of birds.
She also drank two bottles of energy drinks.
No, if she continues to waste time like this, the remaining energy of the primary shield and functional drinks, as well as the small turret, will not be enough for her to build it. The next sandstorm will not come for more than an hour, so she must go back into the house.
As expected, without Xiaoguai's help, it would be difficult for her to defeat the monsters at night on her own.
Near the front of the house, she placed the roasted pieces of wolf meat into the feeder.
Regulate your breathing - calm down and enter the tortoise breathing state.
Ten minutes later, the distant chirping sound came to her ears again. Yu Miaomiao tried her best to keep her breath and looked out the window.
There were even more white birds. The entire view out the window was covered with dense swarms of icebirds. The glowing ones were like the brightest stars among the flock, but there were still countless of them. She closed her eyes and forced herself to stay stable.
It’s cold, so cold.
Yu Miaomiao woke up from the bed shivering from the cold.
Every time I practiced the tortoise breathing technique, as long as I was focused enough, I could completely avoid the monster's perception. The negative effect was that I fell asleep too easily.
Yu Miaomiao glanced at the time, [Desert Survival Day 12 03:11]. At this time, her lips were trembling from the cold.
When she entered the house, she wanted to wait until the sandstorm came to add more fire and use the indoor fireplace, but she fell asleep soon after.
She sat up and looked outside. The sky was full of yellow sand. She didn't know which round of sandstorm it was at night, nor did she know how long it would last. She could only hurry up and get up, put a piece of wood in the fireplace, and then start practicing the tortoise breathing technique again.
There was a fire burning in the fireplace, and half of the wall where the fireplace was located was illuminated red by the fire, but the temperature in the room had not risen so quickly.
She tried several times but couldn't concentrate in the cold, so she walked back to the fireplace and moved closer to the fire to keep warm.
After her body warmed up a little, she realized that she was very hungry. She took out a piece of hot roasted rabbit meat and put it in her mouth. It tasted a little salty.
She was in a hurry to put the fresh stewed baba soup into her backpack, and she didn't know whether it was cooked well. In order to warm herself up, she planned to drink it directly.
I don’t know if Xiaoguai came to see me at night. If he came, did he find the five pieces of barbecue? Or, is Xiaoguai okay?
There was another person who made her a little worried—Hua Bie.
Ever since his last message, Yu Miaomiao hadn't had time to reply to him. Now that she had some free time, she didn't know how to respond to what he had said at that time.
"Why did you help me lead them away?" "How did you know that I was the one you were helping?" "Are you okay?"
Either way, it's a bit strange.
"Meow Meow is not short of water: Are you there?"
Sure enough, humans cannot escape the law of true fragrance. After thinking for a long time, she slowly entered these two words and a punctuation mark in the input box.
The message was sent successfully, but there was no response.
The group chat of the three was very quiet, so nothing big should have happened, otherwise Api would have passed it to them immediately.
She glanced at the wind and sand outside the house, which seemed not to stop any time soon. While warming herself and drinking soup, she browsed the world chat.
Because it was the late night and everyone was still busy fighting monsters, or had already exhausted themselves and were hiding in their houses to sleep, there wasn't much chat going on in the world. She swiped a few times and saw a message.
"Sunflower: Oh my god, did you see this post? Someone actually set off fireworks in the middle of the night during the apocalypse."
There are not many people who can chat in the world. It took more than ten minutes for this message to be sent before someone responded. When asked what the post was about, this person gave a title of the post - Are you risking your life to set off fireworks so late at night? Are you afraid that monsters can't see it?
Yu Miaomiao searched based on the content and found the original post.
The poster is called "Not Short of Money".
The content is roughly as follows: I was still fighting a monster when I saw pink, blue and yellow fireworks appearing continuously in the sky. Who was so arrogant as to set off fireworks in the middle of the night for nothing?
Then some people started discussing it in the follow-up thread.
3L: Soldering iron, this is not a firework, it is a flare, obviously for communicating with teammates.
5L: I was there, the fireworks were really beautiful, and it felt like a real-life large-scale fireworks show. I was halfway through a fight with a monster, and I was so engrossed in watching the fireworks that I was almost bitten by a three-headed wolf.
18L: Being able to communicate with flares means my teammates are nearby. Do so many people already have their own teammates and base groups? Besides the Tiandihui, is there any other guild that would take me in?
The OP of 33L replied to 18L: What did the Tiandihui do to you? Apart from the Tiandihui, who do you think you are? Even if you want to come in, we don’t necessarily want you.
34L: I heard that a great player deliberately set up a trap, saying that he could take the survivors to find treasure, using flares as a sign. However, the survivors who followed him soon found out that they were deceived. It was not a treasure hunt at all, but he was clearly taking everyone to a pile of monsters, trying to kill the survivors.
39L: What's this weird pile? Who is this person, so scheming? What good does killing the survivors do to him?
43L Ah Ah Ah: It seems to be someone on the list, I don’t know which one it is. If you kill someone, you can get all the other person’s materials and property. It’s murder for money. Don’t you understand this?
49L: What the hell, they are all on the list, is it necessary to deprive the survivors of their supplies? Is this what people are scolding?
OP 63L: To be honest, I have a friend who foolishly listened to him and followed him, and almost died there. If he hadn’t been wearing armor, I wouldn’t have had the chance to hear him tell me about it.
After the 63rd poster finished speaking, a bunch of people followed suit and cursed, insisting that the poster reveal who it was.
But it wasn't long before someone with a normal brain came out to question it.
99L: First, why did you hear about your friends who were taking survivors on a treasure hunt, but the rest of us haven't heard of it? Could it be that you're just one-upping yourselves, and since you didn't get any, you're exploiting us? Second, as far as I know, those fireworks, or flares, are extremely hard to come by. It's a bit of a waste to trick you with three. You fell for it, and you've lived in vain for the past ten days. Third, what is this strange pile you're talking about? Why haven't you explained it? If it's really a strange pile, it should be visible from a distance. Why did you follow them into it? Are you being daring, or do you have other motives?
103L: Yes, yes, it's already the eleventh day of the apocalypse, and you're still using us as pawns for your Tiandihui? Look at how many people you've let go recently. You didn't even give them bandages, and all you do is create chaos in the world.
The poster of 122L replied to 103L: Explain yourself clearly to me, what do you mean by not giving out bandages? I was kindly reminding everyone, but how can I say that I am using you as a gun? Don’t get cheated and then count the money without realizing it.
145L: Am I afraid of you threatening me? I've been hit by the silver rabbit and all my ribs are broken. Even gods can't save me. Don't worry, I've been deceived by you for so many days. On the last day, at the last moment, I can finally speak out and make my own voice heard. You can't do anything to me.