Chapter 88

Gray walked into the darkness and became a fire sword in the lake. The fire light emitted by the sword can illuminate a distance of more than ten meters. With his excellent eyesight, he can see further, and his ears can pay attention to the movement around at any time. Basically, there is no possibility of a zombie touching his side.

The underground garage here is very cold. It seems that no one has been here for a long time. The air is mixed with the smell of sewer.

His head was crisscrossed with various pipes. Gray looked, "the pipes are a little old. I don't know how long they can last?"

If these pipelines are broken, some facilities in the small base will not be available, but it doesn't need his consideration for the time being. Let others see it at that time.

Moving on, gray suddenly slowed down. He felt something moving in front of him.

A white shadow rushed out, and gray quickly took a few steps forward and waved a sword, but he soon stopped the cutting edge, and a cluster of burnt white hair fell to the ground.

Under the sword edge is a dog, a white poodle and other breeds. It is a little dirty, but there is no blood. All characteristics are normal. It seems that it has not become a zombie dog.

Gray hesitated for a moment. The long sword didn't continue to cut. Although the dog was a little dirty, it could still see the delicious hidden under the dirty appearance... Oh no, the lovely essence.

"You'll follow me later." Gray said, taking out a bag of snacks from his backpack and feeding it.

Before long, others had searched other areas and came to gray.

"Boss, you like small animals, too. Boss, you are so kind."

"I like it very much. If conditions permit, I still hope there will be every meal." Gray nodded calmly, lifted the dog's back neck with two fingers, walked to the stairs and asked casually, "have you checked it all?"

"Check it, boss. Everything is OK." Bart said first, looking a little excited. "We found the generator and checked it. It should still be used as a backup power supply in the future. There is also a small gas station, which has a large storage capacity and can be used for a long time. We have also found some cars. If we want to leave in the future, we don't worry about having no vehicles. "

"Yes, you can guarantee these useful things when you are free. Now continue with the previous plan." Gray didn't ask much. These things are not necessary for him. He can leave at any time. Before doing these things, first, find a way for these people to live so that they don't think they will die when their resources are exhausted. Second, he needs to continue to complete the achievements of the zombie hunter.

This achievement can be accomplished everywhere, but gray doesn't want to make much noise for the time being, because he has inadvertently asked these people about the umbrella. Their answer is... Yes, the umbrella is a large company in the world and has an unparalleled position in medicine!

Terry also took out a box of cold medicine he had bought and showed him the brand logo on some electronic equipment with a familiar umbrella logo.

Gray immediately understood that he was indeed in the infinite novice village. He didn't understand why he went to ink heart and mysterious island before, but this time he was so far away from Raccoon City.

It is reasonable to say that people who go to infinite novice village basically go to Raccoon City, because there is the beginning of everything, and the protagonist is also there. If you want to do something, you must put it in Raccoon City.

Bart thought about the boss's words and suddenly his eyes lit up. The boss didn't seem to be keeping pets. I can do it for him.

"Boss, why don't you raise this dog for me? I promise you it's fat."

"Well, I'm still too kind. If I have feelings, I can't do it... I mean, I might hate it if I have to go." Gray nodded. It's enough to have an elf. Keep another dog. He was afraid that the elf would be jealous.

Bart, CJ and Andre nodded one after another with a touch of emotion in their eyes. It's certain that the boss is too kind and reluctant to give up his pet. It's lucky for everyone to meet such a boss.

Back to the stairs, others were still standing there. Men and women were holding fire axes, crowbars, baseball bats, shovels and sledgehammers. Only Anna had a pistol in her hand.

Let these people continue to work. Gray also went back to the roof and continued to kill zombies. He didn't know how many zombies it would take to reach the second stage of Zombie Hunter, but it was much simpler and easier than triggering other unknown achievements.

After all, what this achievement requires is only the number of zombies killed. As long as it keeps piling up, it can be achieved sooner or later. The goal is very clear.

In the afternoon, there were only a hundred pistol bullets left in his backpack, and the rest were fed to the lovely little zombies below.

He had brought hundreds of bullets from the ink heart world. Now that's all he had left. The other 500 bullets were fed to the zombies.

[Ding, after the host's hard practice, your entry-level marksmanship has been upgraded to primary marksmanship.]

With you, Gray's mouth.

As long as you don't add some proficiency, you can basically feel the change of your skills.

For example, in this shooting method, he had to slightly repair it several times before he could hit the zombie head within 10 meters. With his continuous shooting and feeling, he can do it once within 10 meters, or directly shoot the zombie head.

Looking at the few pistol bullets in his backpack, gray silently put away the pistol and pulled out a rifle.

"Well, it feels a little different from a pistol. You need to be familiar with it." Gray touched his rifle and nodded.

Of course, there is a gap between pistols and rifles, but if there is any essential difference, it's really bullshit. They all aim and then pull the trigger, but there are some differences in the points that should be paid attention to.

For example, when he practiced his marksmanship, he did not distinguish between the advanced marksmanship of one meter eight long gun and the intermediate marksmanship of one meter six long gun.

Basically, you can practice an ability to the point of becoming a skill. Such a small difference can be overcome as long as you are familiar with it. There will be no situation like that mentioned above.

So after gray took out his rifle, he soon hit the level of primary shooting.

A bullet ran through the head of a graceful female zombie, and a prompt sound suddenly sounded in Gray's mind.

[the host kills 300 zombies, you achieve achievement: Zombie Hunter (2), achievement reward: achievement point + 3]

As a mature host, he immediately understood the poison of countless films and novels.

"After each achievement, the number of zombie kills required in the next stage is increased by a multiple of ten, and the reward in the next stage is increased by one."

Gray felt a little wronged. Why should the number of task items be multiplied by ten and the reward be increased by one? It's not fair.

In other words, Zombie Hunter (3) may need to kill 3000 zombies, and the achievement point is likely to be only 4.

Gray glanced at the zombies below. He estimated that there were only a few thousand zombies in the sea of people, that is, he had to clean up half of the zombies here to reach the Zombie Hunter (3).

Where are the 300 zombies I just cleaned up? At a glance, I can't see it at all.

Fall!

Madder, I don't play anymore. I want to go home and kill zombies. Just let others come.

It's not easy to kill 3000 pigs, let alone... Eh, no, it's easier to kill 3000 zombies than 3000 pigs. After all, all these zombies stand downstairs and look up at the sky. They can't run. Just shoot and kill, and there's no need to collect the bodies.

"Bang."

Gray smiled, "the 25th one, there are 2975 left. Work hard."