Chapter 276 Cursing and Speculating
Setting up the submarine, Nanxing searched around aimlessly underwater.
It seems that because of the new rules, the fish-man zombies and various other zombies that were once seen everywhere have become much rarer.
It's difficult to gather into piles.
Nanxing searched from morning to evening, although he had accumulated enough points for today.
However, it did waste a lot of ammunition, her time and energy.
There are only 157 points in total.
After deducting today's work, you will still have to work hard tomorrow.
The zombies seemed to have been dispersed by the game organizers, and there were no piles of zombies to be found.
Moreover, Nanxing had no way to gather those zombies together.
They always disperse for various reasons.
For example, a half-zombie floating on the water.
There are so many of them that they are more attractive than Nanxing, a living person.
It's really frustrating.
Therefore, Nanxing could only kill the zombies one by one.
If this continues, I will spend so much time accumulating points every day that I don’t know how much time is left.
Unfortunately for Nanxing, there was only one zombie bait left in the space.
The bait that exudes a terrifying aura.
Even if he used it, Nanxing would definitely not be able to defeat it.
I have a headache. What a headache.
Nanxing sat in the restaurant, poking at the rice in the bowl irritably, looking listless.
In fact, Nanxing's condition is already very good.
Eat well, dress well, and live well.
The only thing you need to do is kill zombies and accumulate points.
The supplies in her space are enough to sustain her until the last day of the game.
Other players not only need to kill zombies every day, but also have to worry about housing and food.
The damn game organizers even set a space limit, and one cubic meter of the player's space will disappear every day.
That way, there's nothing but space on the survivors' hands.
More than 90% of players will run out of space sooner or later.
Unless, they are willing to give their space to the survivors.
However, in this way, the relationship between players and survivors seems to be completely reversed.
What was once their pride has now become a burden to them.
Not all survivors can be trusted.
At least for players, 100% of the survivors are not trustworthy.
If we give the space to them, those survivors will kill them as soon as they get the space.
Nanxing has a headache, and these players have an even bigger headache.
That is to say, players like Nanxing and Zhou Miao, who have a lot of supplies and space, can have it easier.
It has to be said that once the organizer announces this rule, 90% of the remaining players will be eliminated.
It's also a good thing.
…
Throughout the whole day, Nanxing hunted a total of 219 points.
There is no more.
She was very tired and couldn't fight anymore.
Because zombies cannot gather in groups, Nanxing can only attract them one by one to the surface of the water.
Then he got out of the submarine and went to fight with weapons.
Damn the organizer of the game, even the one who killed her pet doesn’t count.
Originally, Nanxing did not acknowledge the status of the little wolves at all, and didn't even give them a name.
As soon as this rule came out, she went to bargain with the game organizer at lightning speed.
As a result, the organizer refused to agree at all.
Nanxing said that even if it broke the sky, the little wolves couldn't do this and be counted as a whole with her.
Unless Nanxing is willing, giving points to the little wolves will also count as points.
10 points for wolf cubs, 21 points for German Shepherds and Border Collies.
The subjects are more expensive.
There was no way, Nanxing stopped.
She wanted to take advantage of the game organizer, not be taken advantage of by it in return.
This damn bastard.
Nanxing cursed angrily.
He treated the rice in the bowl as the host of the game, cursing it one sentence after another and chewing it fiercely in his mouthful.
After dinner, Nanxing returned to the bedroom to rest.
Such a huge submarine, but there is not even a massage chair.
Nanxing was exhausted.
After taking a shower, washing my hair, brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went back to bed to sleep.
A dreamless night.
…
That night, due to the outrageous actions of the game organizer, many players lost their lives at midnight.
The supplies they left behind were instantly divided up by jackals, tigers and leopards.
Not a single bit left.
All the players were cursing, even Zhou Miao and the others were no exception.
Like Nanxing, their curses were particularly vicious.
…
Day 162 of the game, six in the morning—
Nanxing got up on time and was in a very bad mood.
There is no way, because of the damn points rules, all players have become workers.
You need to work diligently for the game organizer every day.
It's really miserable.
In real life, we are all miserable workers.
I didn't expect that in this crappy game, I would have to work.
Every player puts on a mask of pain.
As the day went by, the number of players dropped sharply.
The number of players, which were already few in number, became even fewer.
Nanxing is not sure about the current number of players.
With the game's outlandish operations, there shouldn't be many players left.
But it still adds up to this crazy new rule.
I guess after all this trouble, only high-level players like her, Zhou Miao, and Bonnie will be left.
Moreover, these high-level players may die due to various unfortunate reasons.
Just like Yuan Mingsheng.
What's the point?
Unless, there is a group of players here that they are completely unaware of.
Or players from other countries?
Nanxing felt that it seemed quite possible.
According to the nature of this game, it is a vicious competition between players, and players are welcome to see it happen.
It's no fun if all the players die.
Therefore, Nanxing estimated that other players would appear in the later stages.
Moreover, the difficulty will continue to increase.
The kind of promotion that comes with a serious announcement.
Time... Nanxing guessed it would be before winter.
The current rules are aimed at the floods that will soon recede and the harvest season that is about to arrive in autumn.
I don’t know what unexpected things will happen then.
Damn the game organizer.
Nanxing cursed in his heart again.
However, he still had to put on his weapons, leave the restaurant, and start his diligent work today.
…
"Compared to yesterday, the weather today seems to be a little better."
Nanxing muttered to himself.
Indeed, the weather has improved a lot.
The black fog began to dissipate, and the dense dark clouds in the sky gradually faded.
There are also floods, and the water level is slowly decreasing.
According to the current progress, things will return to normal around the 170th day of the game.
Then comes autumn.
Summer is officially over.
And the autumn will not last too long, it will not give too much time.
I estimate that thirty days will be enough.
Then, the long winter.
A winter with little food, no fuel, and no prey.
Tsk tsk.
Who knows, there might even be snowman zombies or something like that.
Tsk tsk tsk.
(End of this chapter)
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