The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Chapter 42 Log in! I'm going to fight!

Wang Banxian could hardly believe his eyes.

I actually came across someone selling Source Crystals.

Although there are only three, this is good news.

This shows that the beta testing qualification is not exclusive to these few streamers.

There are also regular players.

And he's just an ordinary player who's short on money!

He must first improve this relationship; if necessary, he can even make concessions.

Once he establishes a good relationship, he essentially has a gold-farming team that can continuously produce source crystals.

Thinking of this, Wang Banxian became very excited.

He quickly edited the text again: "Photo game helmet, I can pay first."

Wang Dameng took the photo and sent it directly.

Send me your account!

Wang Dameng gave the card number.

Less than a minute.

"Ding!"

A text message notification sounded on my phone.

In this shed filled with the stench of sweat and groans, the sound was as clear and melodious as heavenly music.

Wang Dameng opened the text message.

[Your savings card account ending in 5678 has received a deposit of RMB 4500.00, leaving a balance of RMB 4512.50.]

Upon seeing the money arrive in his account, Wang Dameng couldn't stop smiling.

At that moment, the weight on his heart finally lifted.

Under everyone's gaze, he raised his phone.

"The money has arrived."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap.

All eyes were on Wang Dameng's phone screen.

"What money?"

"The money we just earned from killing zombies."

"There are 4500 coins in total. Everyone contributed to killing this zombie, so my suggestion is to split them equally."

"4500 yuan, ten people, 450 yuan each."

Su Weijie loosened his grip on his stomach.

Wu Yongnian stopped panting.

Spodda got up from the ground and dusted off his bottom.

The fear I felt just now vanished instantly in the face of this string of numbers.

"450 yuan!"

"My God! That monster is actually worth that much?"

"I toil away on a construction site all day and only make 200 yuan! Just twenty minutes have passed, and you're telling me I earned 450!"

It should take about twenty minutes.

If everyone splits it equally, they'll get 450 yuan!

What if I work for a whole day?

What if I work for a month?

Everyone's breathing became heavy.

What is physical pain? Is having a disease caused by poverty really that scary?

"Brother Meng".

"From today onwards, you are my brother!"

Su Weijie swallowed hard. His face, which had been contorted with despair just moments before, was now filled with a thirst for money: "I didn't perform well just now."

"Brother Meng, please give me another chance!"

Su Weicai: "???"

He's your own brother, so who am I?

"Me too. I shouldn't have dodged when that zombie bit me. I should have jabbed it in the throat! If it had bitten me, it wouldn't have been able to bite you, and you could have taken the opportunity to attack it." Wu Yongnian slapped his thigh in frustration, reviewing the battle.

Wang Dameng: "..."

That makes so much sense, I can't even argue with it.

"Are you still in pain?" Wang Dameng asked.

"What do you mean, 'ouch'!" Spada picked up his helmet from the ground and slammed it onto his head. "It was just a mosquito bite!"

"Brother Meng, log in!"

"Yeah! Get on board! I'm going to take on ten of them!"

Wang Dameng looked at his brothers whose expressions changed instantly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Onboard! Onboard!"

The shouts from the prefabricated houses were deafening.

A dozen or so men moved swiftly, grabbing helmets and putting them on their heads, their actions even more ferocious than on payday.

Su Weijie was the first to put on the protective gear and lay down on the broken bed board.

No one can stop him from making money, not even women!

one second.

two seconds.

Everything was pitch black.

There was no wasteland, no zombies, and it was pitch black all around.

Only a blood-red countdown line hangs above your head.

[Resurrection Countdown: 17:58:21]

There is another line of smaller text below.

[Immediate Resurrection: Consumes 100 Source Crystals.]

Su Weijie abruptly ripped off his helmet, so hard he almost flung it away, but carefully placed it on the bed, afraid of damaging it.

"Damn it! I can't get in!"

The others also took off their helmets one after another, looking at each other in disbelief. The fervor on their faces had not yet faded when they were doused with a bucket of cold water.

"I can't get in either, it's all dark."

"They say that if you die, you have to wait to be resurrected."

"We have to wait another ten hours? That means it won't be until tomorrow morning?"

Wu Yongnian was so anxious that he kept slapping his thigh. He had just tasted the sweetness of the game, and now that he was being prevented from playing, it was worse than being killed.

"Can't we just pay to revive? If not, let's chip in?" Spodda pulled out a handful of change.

"Brother, look carefully, it's one hundred source crystals, not one hundred yuan!"

Su Weijie's eyes nearly popped out as he counted on his fingers.

"Brother Meng just sold three Source Crystals, and received 4,500 in payment."

"One costs 1,500."

"One hundred..."

The prefab house fell silent instantly.

Only the sound of rain outside remained, pattering against the tin roof.

150,000.

It costs 150,000 to revive once!

crazy!

Unless someone's brain is full of shit, who would spend 150,000 to buy a life?

"This game... is fucking shady."

Su Weijie hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter this sentence.

Everyone collapsed back onto their beds like wilted eggplants.

Only Wang Dameng was still wearing a helmet.

He didn't die.

He was the only one who escaped back to the settlement alive.

Everyone else looked at Wang Dameng with envy.

......

Wasteland Era

wilderness.

Wang Dameng was running wildly.

The long run made his lungs feel like they were on fire, and every breath he took had a rusty taste.

The sound of a heavy object crushing the ground came from behind, accompanied by a nauseating, fishy smell.

Take a look back.

A giant black python, over twenty meters long and as thick as a water bucket, its scales gleaming metallically in the dim light, was less than ten meters away from him, its gaping maw wide open.

Black Cloud Python

[Rank: Servant]

Combat Power: 319

[Combat Rank: E]

Others who died could not be resurrected. Wang Dameng, seeing that the sandstorm had stopped, originally planned to come out to look for some valuable things.

As a result, not long after leaving the safe zone of the grocery store, we encountered this thing.

This monster is impossible to defeat.

He didn't even have the desire to fight.

Combat strength of 319.

His combat strength is less than 10 points, how can we fight him?!

Wang Dameng gritted his teeth and struggled to move his leaden legs, while keeping his eyes on the earthen slope in front of him.

Hold on a little longer.

If you turn over, you might find a hiding place.

Suddenly, I tripped over something.

A half-bones buried in the ground.

Wang Dameng lost his balance and fell heavily onto the gravel ground, a piercing pain shooting through his knee.

It’s over.