Chapter 100： The origin of the head

civilian?

Are you telling me that this murderous man with a longbow on his back and a big knife in his hand is a commoner?

Although the face of the middle-aged man didn't change much, he was very afraid of Su Changxing in his heart. People who can live well in the last days have no good faults, and good faults can't survive.

"This man is too arrogant, kill him."

A hoarse and irritable voice appeared in vain, it was the voice of the head.

Su Changxing raised his eyebrows, and replied in his heart: "Shut up."

Mu Qing's face changed suddenly, and he said forcefully: "Fan Jianming, I can guarantee that he is not in danger, and it's not that he can't get in the gathering place, it's just that he doesn't want to go in."

The middle-aged man's face was slightly gloomy, and he was about to say something when Su Changxing interjected, "You guys go, I won't bother you anymore."

The face of the middle-aged man eased a little. He looked around vigilantly and said, "Goodbye, thank you for understanding."

After walking a certain distance and losing sight of Su Changxing, the middle-aged man said slowly:

"CEO, it's not that we are too cautious, but that in the past few days, no less than fifty of our people have died at the hands of these so-called "civilians". Because of the mysterious shops and abilities, some of them obtained The powerful force is not considered civilians at all, but some thugs, they will do anything for the sake of supplies... Just how many people did that young man kill."

He didn't know much, he just received a temporary emergency mission to **** such a CEO, and the so-called CEO is a person with certain decision-making authority and has a very important status in this world.

In the last days, most identities will be turned into clouds, no matter you are rich or high-ranking officials, but other functional departments will be retained and their powers will be infinitely magnified.

This is a shuffle, and a strategy in the face of such disasters.

Su Changxing turned around and walked towards a small hotel. This kind of small hotel has a single small room, with fewer zombies, and is relatively safe, suitable for temporary rest.

The head chattered endlessly in the backpack: "Your temper is really good, haha, if I would kill them all, kill them all, kill the men, and kill the women after rape. The great true knower tells you, even if If you don't kill them, they will die too."

It seemed to have brought itself completely into Su Changxing's position, and it seemed very angry.

Su Changxing felt that there was a serious problem with this head, that it was dark and bloodthirsty, so he said angrily, "Since they are going to die anyway, why should I kill them?"

The head said proudly: "This is different. You are a mysterious Extraordinary, and everything you do will be measured. It's a pity that your position is not a slaughterer or something. That kind of position is very simple and rude. Just killing someone will kill you." Become stronger quickly, but..."

Su Changxing chopped off the two rushing zombies, and asked curiously, "What will happen?"

The head seemed very satisfied with Su Changxing's reaction, and said with a smile:

"Haha, of course it is easy to go crazy and become mentally abnormal. This kind of position involves some philosophical issues, which are very controversial. personality instead."

Su Changxing walked up the stairs and said, "In this way, this kind of position is indeed more dangerous. Does it mean that as long as you find the right behavior, Extraordinary people can be promoted quickly?"

The head said: "How is it possible? Except for some rough and low-level positions, it is difficult for most positions to judge the behavior that fits the position. The same position is different for different people, and even in different environments. I have been groping slowly for a long time, accumulating slowly... You should have some experience with what I said."

"I really feel it."

Su Changxing nodded thoughtfully, cleaned out the second floor of the hotel, spread sleeping bags in one of the relatively clean rooms, lit aromatherapy and put it in the corner, and soaked a box of self-heating rice and put it aside.

The head said blankly: "Boy, what the **** are you doing, you are doing so many fancy things while you are sleeping. Also, can you take me out to catch your breath."

Su Changxing took out the head and put it aside, thought for a while and said, "I have a sense of ceremony, but your appearance is really scary, and I think it will affect my sleep."

As he spoke, he stuffed his head back, pulled his backpack up and placed it against the wall.

The head said angrily: "Boy, I feel that you are insulting me."

Su Changxing said seriously: "That's not true. This is just my most real physiological reaction. If you are a kawaii girl... it seems even more frightening."

After thinking about it seriously, he found that a head was scary no matter what.

The head was silent and did not speak, as if thinking about what Su Changxing said.

Su Changxing turned on his phone, looked through the forum, and found that the forum was full of anxiety and panic. Under the pressure from all sides, more posts that recruited people appeared, which led to the formation of more small groups.

He also saw such a hot post.

Strategizing: Leaving aside the zombie infection, our most important thing now is to expand the living space, so that we can have more resources to keep us alive.

So the most important thing now is to organize everyone to form a larger gathering place, but I don't know why the authorities are still in a state of inaction.

I strongly recommend that the leaders of all groups join together ~www.novelhall.com~ to form a solid gathering place by themselves, a gathering place where people can sleep peacefully.

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Su Changxing felt that there was no problem with what he said, as long as a positive cycle of gathering places could be formed, infection aside, there would be no problem at all in surviving for a month.

The head said: "The great true knower doesn't think your palm is so beautiful. By the way, how many people are left in your world?"

Su Changxing was about to speak when he suddenly froze. It seemed that he couldn't see the mobile phone with his head, but he knew the existence of the mobile phone.

Did he perceive it, or guess it?

Su Changxing said calmly, "Guess."

The head pondered for a while, and said: "Your boy is a bit weird. If you are excluded, I feel that you have at least five billion people, but if you are included, I feel that there are no more than one billion people."

Su Changxing's pupils constricted suddenly, his mind was running at a very high magnification, and the fragmentary information was pieced together bit by bit. His head knew the existence of the mobile phone, and he could even judge the real number of survivors from a high-level perspective.

Either it is the controller or maker of the doomsday game, or it is the experiencer of the doomsday game.

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