Chapter 98

Basement Parking.

A mighty steel beast crawled in the dark. As several people walked in with a flashlight, the beast in the dark gradually revealed its true face.

This is a ferocious and domineering behemoth. In front of it is a collision angle similar to an arrow. That is the diverter required by gray. In the face of a huge group of zombies, it is difficult to roll them hard. It is a better way to separate them.

On both sides of the vehicle are rows of sharp knives retracted forward. As long as the button is pressed, these sharp knives will open backward and turn into sickles for harvesting death.

After the sharp knife, the whole car body is tightly protected by a layer of fine iron mesh that can't even buckle a finger. Moreover, under the wire mesh is not the real car body, but their thickened car body.

The lower windows of the barbed wire mesh have been replaced with anti-theft glass, and the seats in the car have been thrown out. Now it has been transformed into a large empty car. There are no seats except the driver's seat, but there are many points that can fix things, which they specially made.

Above the car is a sunroof that can be closed. The sunroof can be locked from the car. If the car is difficult to open the door, you can open the sunroof above to go out.

After walking around the fierce car, Gray was very satisfied. "Good, move your things into the car tomorrow."

Not far from the car, the bed, kitchenette and small storage cabinet are all neatly placed, waiting to be installed upward.

"No tomorrow, we can continue to install it now. Anyway, we have nothing to do at night. We'll do it after dinner."

"That's good." Gray nodded and everyone else started work in full swing. Items were installed and fixed to the car. More than an hour later, the car has become a real RV, a movable room and a movable small base.

"Come in and have a look?" After installing all the accessories, several people invited gray.

"OK, look at your results." When gray walked in, several people excitedly introduced him to the functions of these things and some convenient uses.

Gray knew everything. They were telling him how to fix these things and how to move them.

For example, the bed can be pulled up when it is not needed and erected behind the carriage (there is no doubt that the space inside is so high. After all, they have to take a ladder when they go to the skylight), and those things can be separated to facilitate gray to drink and cook. When he wants to sleep, the small kitchen and small storage cabinet can be crowded together to make room for the bed.

No matter what time, it will not appear too narrow here. It is well intentioned.

"Little Molly, we'll go wandering in a few days." Gray also liked these and said happily to the elf.

The elf nodded curiously, then found a small folding bed on one side of the carriage, pulled it down and lay on it happily.

"By the way, boss, this electric light, you can run five hours a day and basically use it for one night." Seeing that gray looked very satisfied, Andre pointed to the light path on the top of the car.

"OK." Gray smiled. It's well designed so that you don't have to be careful to light the car with a fire rope.

Gray is very satisfied with the modified car. With this car, at least the long-distance attack is not a problem. The problems of food and accommodation can be well solved. There is no need to worry about being eaten by zombies when sleeping in the wilderness.

Especially the arrow shaped corner in front of the car, which he specially asked them to install at the beginning, so that if you encounter a large group of zombies, you don't have to run over them. You can separate the zombies like a current, and you don't have to worry about being blocked by the zombies.

I'm a genius.

After completing the last step of refitting the vehicle with everyone, gray came upstairs again and skillfully gathered a small fireball and threw it downstairs.

On the opposite roof, Andy also picked up his rifle and began to kill the zombie by the light of the small fireball. This is the reserved program after dinner every day.

After throwing a small fireball for a while, dozens of zombies were killed.

A fire rope made a red good night in the air. Gray rubbed it into a small fireball and threw it down. He turned back and walked towards the stairs.

Suddenly, a smile hung from the corner of his mouth. After shooting thousands of bullets to improve his shooting skills to intermediate firearms, his flame skill finally reached intermediate level.

Of course, he is more or less ready to upgrade his own skills. After all, he can feel some improvement in proficiency and control.

Gray can't stand still. Every time he upgrades his skills, there will be some perception feedback. It's not obvious at the entry-level and primary levels. Sometimes he can't feel anything when he understands carefully, but he can feel something at the intermediate level, which is very helpful to improve his skills. He doesn't want to miss it.

He knows that if he is only himself, he should rely on himself to improve his skills bit by bit, and there will be no level division. The perception of level promotion should be an alternative reward given by the system.

After standing for a full minute, gray slowly opened his eyes. He felt very satisfied. His understanding of flame art has been improved by a few points. If he has experienced progress, his progress bar should be increased by one percentage point.

I want to do some experiments to see my current level. However, I am shy and have little magic left. I have to go back to sleep first and carry out the experiment tomorrow morning.

The next morning, when others saw Gray on the roof, they saw him pulling noodles. The fire rope on his hand was stretched, thrown, twisted, stretched, thrown, twisted again.

It looks like acrobatics. Several people want to move a small bench to sit down, have another bucket of popcorn, and give some applause when they see the highlights.

Finally, Gray's fire rope was like hemp rope. Each one was entangled, but it was absolutely clear. None of them was integrated with other fire ropes.

He can still control it, but its power is definitely stronger than the small fireball that used the same magic yesterday.

"How's it going, gray?" The others came forward at this time.

He knew what they were asking, which he had already calculated in his mind, "you can do it in two or three hours. Prepare, make a list of what you want to find, and roughly determine the scope of what you want to find, so that you won't be too blind."

"This has already been done. We thought about it all night last night. It shouldn't be bad." Anna nodded and took out a notebook as if she wanted gray to have a look.

"I don't know what you need. Just decide by yourself. However, it's best to divide several areas into several teams and cooperate. This should improve a lot of efficiency." Gray suggested.

"We also consider this." A group of people nodded. It was obvious that they had already discussed it.

As for why gray didn't know, because he set fire first, went down and went straight back to his room to sleep. They didn't have a chance to say.

"And many things can be found in shopping malls. We have very clear goals for the rest." Anna continued.

"That's good." Seeing that they were considerate, Gray was too lazy to worry about anything and continued to kill zombies.

Opposite, Andy is the same, but he always has food or drink in his mouth, which is sent by the elf.

Obviously, he knew that he could get out of trouble today and that food would not be a problem in the future, so he didn't plan to continue to save food and enjoy it.

As Andy swallowed the food, the speed of zombies' death increased. Three hours later, all the zombies outside the mall were cleared, and the gate of the mall could finally be opened.

However, no one went out through the gate, because there were all zombies outside the gate. It was more comfortable to go behind, and there was the big truck behind, which was just used to pull supplies.