Chapter 172 Mr. Chi is the real strong man

Under the cover of night, a bonfire was lit on the playground, and people sat around it, drinking beer and eating barbecue.

This is undoubtedly a very dangerous thing.

At night, the zombies' strength will be greatly enhanced.

Because of the limited vision in the dark, people were unable to discover the zombies in advance.

People's voices were loud and noisy. Even if the zombies nearby had been cleared out long ago, there might still be some that slipped through the net and slipped in under the cover of night, attracted by the noise.

Adding the alcohol to the mix, he has triggered all possible suicidal tendencies.

But even in this case, people still have enough sense of security, just because of the existence of one person.

"Brother Chi, do you really not drink at all?"

One person looked up at Chiyou, who was standing on the rooftop, holding a longbow, leaning against the fence, silently performing his guard duty.

"Your dark vision can actually see so far?" the man next to him said in amazement.

"I'm lucky. The ordinary zombies outside dropped two pieces of dark equipment. With the help of the fruit and my skills, I can now see things clearly forty meters away."

"That's not bad. I'm only twenty meters away."

"It's only twenty meters, it doesn't make much difference. If an enemy really comes, this distance won't be enough to react."

“That’s true.”

Even ordinary zombies have several hundred points of agility, not to mention those mutated zombies. It only takes 20 meters for them to move quickly.

"Come to think of it, I was on a team with Brother Fan Cai before, and I heard from Brother Fan Cai that Brother Chi didn't completely stop drinking, but he just stopped drinking after the end of the world."

"Why?"

"Because alcohol numbs the nerves and slows down reactions."

"But considering Chi's mental strength, even if he doesn't have the corresponding resistance, it shouldn't matter if he drinks a few bottles less, right?"

"If one bottle is okay, then drink one more. Two bottles are okay, three bottles should be okay too. Just keep drinking bottle after bottle. Who knows how much you will drink? If you hold on to this kind of lucky mentality, big problems will arise sooner or later."

"Is this what Brother Chi also said?"

"No, that's what I said."

"Get lost."

"Don't disbelieve me, Brother Chi might have the same idea. This is probably what a mature man's self-restraint is like."

"Self-control is really hard to come by. I just can't do it."

A few people laughed and drank half a bottle of beer, and then one of them spoke.

"Come to think of it, you weren't in this city before."

"Well, I'm from Dajiang City."

"Come here before the end of the world?"

"After the apocalypse, to be exact, I ran over from Dajiang City a week ago."

"No wonder. I was wondering why you didn't know anything about the things we usually talked about in this city." The man nodded, and then became even more confused: "That's not right. Dajiang City is nearly 500 kilometers away from here. There are so many cities along the way. Why did you come here? And Dajiang City is so much bigger than here, and it should have more resources."

"That's true, but." The young man sighed heavily and looked around. Although he knew that the demon was not here, the shadow it had left on his mind was too great. He felt terrified just talking about the other party, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know the Frost Ghost?"

"Frost ghost? What is that? An urban legend? Or a mutated zombie?" A young woman in her early twenties came over with interest.

"It's not an urban legend or a mutant zombie, but a person." The man next to him took over the conversation, with a hint of timidity in his voice.

"How could a man scare you like this? What did he do?" someone asked puzzled.

"Are you so scared? He forced me to come to this city to seek refuge. How can I not be scared?"

"Brother, you too, when did you come here?" The man from Da'an City moved over as if he had found the organization.

"It's been almost a month. In the city where I was, there was a man codenamed Frost Ghost who massacred the survivors on a large scale, especially the top survivors. Almost all of them were killed. Dozens of teams that had joined together were completely wiped out in one day. We dared not stay there, so we ran away before the other party came to us."

"Is this true? How is it possible that one person could slaughter dozens of elite troops?"

"Why not believe this? Didn't Brother Chi also block an entire organization by himself?"

"That's true."

The man took a big sip of wine, wiped the wine stains from his mouth with his sleeve, and looked at the man who came from Da'an City: "Has the Frost Ghost started to slaughter organizations and masters again?"

"It's not the organization or the experts' fault." The man gave a bitter smile, his helpless voice revealing fear. "I don't know why, but Frost Ghost started to slaughter all the survivors in the city indiscriminately. I heard that Frost Ghost asked if anyone had seen the two women and if they knew each other at first. Later, I don't know if it was too much trouble or he just couldn't tell them apart, so he just started a large-scale massacre. When I ran away, the city was almost cleared out by him alone."

Hearing this, the other people's mouths opened slightly and did not close for a long time.

A man massacres an entire city, not just the elite, but everyone in the city?

Is this the joke of the year?

Facing the questioning eyes of the crowd, the man's smile became even more bitter: "It's normal that you don't understand. You haven't really faced him. He is a devil, a real devil. No matter what organization it is, it will be destroyed if it encounters him."

"Including us?"

"Ah, including us. To be honest, although I haven't seen Brother Chi take action, the Frost Ghost is not in the same dimension as the normal survivors. When everyone was still fighting with muskets, he had already started throwing nuclear bombs."

"This…"

"This is really hard to imagine, right? I used to think so too, until I saw it with my own eyes. How did the Frost Ghost clear out the survivors and zombies on a street? It just walked by without attacking, and the zombies and survivors were all frozen by the frost. I was too weak and had no sense of existence, so I was not noticed and saved my life."

"...If that's the case, how many people died?"

"I don't know. How many thousands? How many tens of thousands? There's no way to count them. Anyway, the number of people who managed to escape from Dajiang City is definitely less than 1%, because the vast majority of people died at the hands of the Frost Ghost before they even knew about the Frost Ghost's massacre of the city. They didn't even know how they died."

Everyone fell into silence, leaving only the crackling sound of the campfire and the drinking and talking of other survivors who had not heard about this incident under the campfire.

Seeing everyone's reaction, the man forced a smile and said, "Okay, don't think too much. I guess those two women must have offended the Frost Ghost somehow. If it were normal, this wouldn't have happened. If the Frost Ghost really killed people wherever he went, everyone would have known about it long ago. There wouldn't be so many people who don't know about it like now."

"And the destruction of a city should be able to calm his anger, is that what you mean?"

"That's about right. They're just monsters anyway. There's no point in thinking about them. It's bad luck if you run into them. No matter how much you worry, you won't be able to withstand a blow. You might as well think about which dungeon you want to play tomorrow."

The man shrugged his shoulders, tilted his head back and drank the wine, just in time to make eye contact with Chiyou who was standing on the rooftop.

The man waved his hands in a friendly gesture.

Chiyou also returned the gift in the same way.

This is a real strong person.

The man couldn't help but sigh that while she had the power, she didn't use it to destroy things at will. She was usually very friendly and helpful.

And what about the Frost Ghost?

He's just a lunatic.

Pooh.

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Let me tell you in advance that I will be moving in May, so I may have to take two days off. I will prepare some manuscripts during these days. If I have some manuscripts prepared, I will not take leave. If not, I will take leave.