Doomsday Carnival: The Little Monster Only Has a Seven-Second Memory

As the little castle strode toward its goal, the other teams around it expressed their envy, thinking how wonderful it must be to live inside such a behemoth.

"Who built this? That's quite a feat; how many points did it cost?"

Wow, that's amazing!

"I thought our team's modified bus was pretty awesome, but look at this... wow!"

"Let's hope for something positive. It's such a huge machine, it must need a lot of fuel. It looks good but is useless, a money-burning thing. What's there to envy?"

"Exactly! Our squad's tanks are awesome! They're so convenient to go anywhere, that's what you call maximum maneuverability. Look at this behemoth, how does it even get through narrow roads?! The road ahead collapsed, it's practically a narrow path carved out of the ruins, and you see how it gets through!"

Many people were gloating, waiting to see this big metal behemoth make a fool of itself.

As a result, the little castle discovered that it could not pass in front of it, so it kicked its feet like a jellyfish and flew diagonally upwards, wobbling as it moved forward.

We plan to fly low over this obstacle section.

The onlookers: ...

What is that?

"Holy crap, how can this thing fly? It's so weird how it flies!"

"Like a mechanical jellyfish..."

"A genius! How did you come up with that?"

"Hahaha, which guy was mocking him? He actually made it!"

"There are so many skilled people out there. The official mechanics are amazing, but I never expected there to be such geniuses among the people."

"Official items have clearly marked prices; as long as you have points, you can buy whatever you want, whether it's expensive or cheap. But items from these big shots in the private sector are truly rare and hard to come by. I wish this could be mass-produced!"

"Don't you think it's hot living inside? Metal absorbs heat, doesn't it?"

The group of onlookers hid in the ruins. This area used to be a residential area, but now it has all collapsed. They rested in the shadows, since not everyone has such a strong safe house.

Most of them could only walk and stop intermittently, and now they were so tired that their mouths were dry.

But that doesn't stop people from gossiping.

"Since they're all big shots, they must have their own ways of escaping the heat."

"That's true."

"That's not necessarily true. They might be sweating profusely and enduring the high temperature inside."

"So what's the point?"

"Exactly, if it's this hot, they'll definitely get out and drive or walk, just like us!"

"It's all about showing off! A driver's license made of such a big metal house, it's impressive, attracts women, makes men jealous, those who know, know!" The man had shifty eyes and kept twitching his eyebrows as he spoke.

The others scoffed, finding his words utterly lewd.

Instead of wasting time talking nonsense, you should hurry up and find out where there is a water source. At times like this, water is the most important thing, and the rivers are almost dry.

At this rate, everyone will probably die of thirst in less than a month.

Speaking of this issue...

The civilian teams couldn't help but sigh and look worried.

"Is going to join the official base really the only option?"

"Let whoever wants to go go. I don't want to be controlled. Isn't it great to be free? Besides, the official base is a mess right now."

"Yes, it's liberating, and you'll be at peace when you die."

"Who said that? Step forward! Want to argue? I'll argue with you! Did I say something wrong? Entering the base doesn't guarantee survival, does it? Don't people with superpowers like us have to do dangerous missions?"

"Old Li has a point. The reason we don't want to go to the official base is because we want to be free, right? Even if we die from being so free, it's still our choice."

"Alright, alright, we're all dying of thirst, and you're still so hot-tempered. Let's all calm down. We can't withstand the high temperatures. Those zombies are almost developing antibodies, resistant to both cold and heat. If we all die, this world will become a zombie world. Why are you still arguing?"

What's the point?

It's better to just sit back and do nothing, and find a safe place to settle down first.

The rest of the people continued to sigh and complain.

However, most of them ultimately chose the official base.

After all, nobody wants to die.

We want to fight for even the slightest chance of survival.

Soon there were hardly any people left on the ground, and there was almost no trace of people left.

The construction of the underground city is in full swing.

The survivors officially began migrating underground. The advantage of living underground was that they were not afraid of the sun or the cold, and as long as they lived deep enough, they were not afraid of the sea.

Soon, just as Huo Ling had predicted, the prices of water-related items skyrocketed, such as water purification and recycling systems, and the demand for related personnel also increased as people tried every means to preserve more fresh water.

Zhang Dapeng actually built it; the little castle now has two water supply systems.

One system uses clean water from a storage tank for eating, drinking, bathing, and brushing teeth. The other system purifies and recycles wastewater for flushing toilets, cleaning, washing clothes, and similar purposes.

The purified water is actually drinkable, but these few are being picky and don't want to drink the recycled purified water until they reach that point.

Lin Shuangshuang had stockpiled a lot of clean water last time, and Huo Ling had Wu Zhe also stockpile a whole space core full of water. The two space cores they later obtained, although not very large, were also used to store water.

Therefore, they do not lack water in the short term and do not need to worry about water sources.

Another zombie ambush.

The zombies were densely packed in the shadows. If you looked closely, you would find that the lower-level zombies were in groups, the middle-level zombies were in clusters of three or five, and the higher-level zombies each occupied their own spot.

Like a bat.

Rona gasped as she watched the surveillance footage. "Is this a zombie valley? It's terrifying."

Wu Zhe got goosebumps and grabbed Gao Lei beside him. "They look like they're watching us... I get scared when I think about how these are all dead people, just staring straight at us."

Normally, I wouldn't feel anything if I just killed them when I encountered them, since I'm in danger and don't have time to think about it. But now, seeing them staring at me like that, I can't help but feel scared, and the more I think about it, the more scared I get.

Gao Lei also frowned, "It's countless, the number is terrifying."

How can there be so many zombies?

Huo Ling's expression was grave. "There are at least tens of thousands of zombies hiding here."

Lin Shuangshuang stared at the screen, glancing at it briefly. "Huo Ling, how many zombie kings are there?"

The official statement now says that zombies of six stars or higher can become kings and can summon lower-star zombies, making zombie kings much more difficult to defeat.

Huo Ling used his mental abilities to circle around, "Ten six-star zombies, a hundred or so five-star zombies, and the rest are all two- to four-star zombies."

No zombies with one star?

Lin Shuangshuang was stunned, and then a bad feeling came to her mind: "They've probably eaten all the low-level ones." Zombies also eat other zombies; mutated creatures will do anything to level up in order to survive.

Devouring the opponent's alien core is a good method, as there is also a small amount of energy in flesh and blood.