Chapter 411



Chapter 411: The wasteland

Translator: 549690339

Xia niming’s expression instantly froze! His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

This was clearly a forum that loved to learn. It made people bald and their hairlines moved up, but these fools did not learn. Instead, they chatted wildly. Their skills were much more mature than before … He was dumbfounded and had the illusion that the world had become abnormal.

The surrounding people were instantly amused.

Did he stop talking? was he starting to doubt his life?

This operation was amazing! This was a big move, showing off so much that his scalp went numb.

“Coach, I want to be a Joker!”

“Hiss! This sand sculpture had profound cultivation and had reached the perfection of martial arts. It was unknown how many sixty-year-cycles it had cultivated. It was terrifying! We must not provoke them!”

…

Although many people were making a fuss, they were all peripheral netizens who could not participate or help. They were just passing the time out of boredom. Others who could help had already put their hands into action.

The research institutes were the fastest to act. Their first reaction was to let this player survive in the doomsday wasteland, then find some mechanical armors, dismantle them, and send them screenshots for research.

Although they might not be able to gain much knowledge from it since magical machinery was powered by magical energy, the lack of technology was enough to tempt them.

Furthermore, the best way was to find survivors in the wasteland, find a scientist in Mechanical Engineering, and obtain the principles from his memory.

“Begin analyzing the released images of the species and the information! Find a magical beast that can fuse with bloodlines and create a genetic fusion potion!”

….

Under the white light, countless people walked, waiting in formation.

On the other hand, the matter of cultivation was still on the agenda. After all, it would be difficult to complete it in a short period of time. Xia niming was still very weak, and he was currently relying on du Xue to gain a foothold.

Inside a fallen mechanical spaceship, half of it had collapsed and sunk into the soil. However, it was still a temporary camp for dozens of survivors.

Du Xue was looking at the report. in the camp, the current occupation distribution is: one healer, one all-rounded mecha operator, one all-rounded combat specialist, one all-rounded spellcaster …

Although ” skills ” could be transmitted, the capacity of each person’s brain was limited. It was impossible to instill too many professions. It was best for each person to take on a single profession and divide the work.

The brain was also different from person to person.

Most of them were third-class citizens who had to modify three routes to activate their pineal gland. Not only were their computing powers low, but their natural brain capacity could only accommodate one profession proficiency.

It sounded like only one person’s brain could learn one profession, and the capacity of the human brain was very small … However, that wasn’t the case. Profession proficiency was the pinnacle of a field, and it required at least a hundred years of normal learning to possess such a vast amount of knowledge.

For example, ” medical proficiency ” was equivalent to the top medical experts in isodar, including surgery, Internal Medicine, orthopedic …

Every domain was extremely profound and had a terrifying amount of savings. Naturally, it could squeeze your brain until it exploded … Moreover, it was impossible for one’s brain to be fully filled with knowledge, as that would be a warning of ‘insufficient computer memory’.

According to the law, at least 80% of the remaining memory space in the brain must be retained.

As for second-class and first-class citizens, their innate ‘internal storage’ qualifications were naturally better. They were fast, had high internal storage, and could cultivate in multiple professions. For example, she, du Xue, was a first-class citizen.

in kitten’s words, it’s like playing an RPG wasteland management game. Every ‘character’ has qualifications. First class citizens have three skill slots, second class citizens have two skill slots, and first class has one skill slot … Also, each of your team members has a different ability. It’s up to you to “add points” to them to learn what kind of skill.”

She was calculating the distribution of professions in the team. the new Mizar is quite talented in medicine. Maybe he can learn ‘medical proficiency’. .. It’s so hard to find an outstanding survivor!”

Professional skills weren’t something that could be learned by force. Anyone could do it. For example, if someone had medical skills, but you inserted the knowledge of ” mecha control proficiency ” into his brain, the effect would naturally be very low, and he wouldn’t be able to use it at all.

In fact, she wanted to find a mechanic who could repair mechas and obtain the ‘machinery specialization’ knowledge from him. Then, some people in the camp could copy it and learn it, and they would have an additional mechanic profession.

if our camp had a mechanic class that could repair mechas, it would be much more comfortable. She pressed her forehead with difficulty and gradually had the aura of a leader. I haven’t found such survivors in the other survivor camps nearby … Now that the internet is cut off, we could download anything we want in the past, so no one was worried about this.”

To this day, more than 95% of the entire human race had been infected. Mechanics who could repair mechas were rare to begin with, and it was difficult to find one.

If there were too many survivors gathered together, it would cause a tide of zombies. Therefore, it was impossible for them to live together. In the entire city of Noni, there were seventeen survivor groups of various sizes.

She also did not reveal that she had a dynamic key, that she had the highest authority, and that she was a person who walked outside the law.

She lowered her head and looked at the knowledge in her brain. It was the three skills of fighting and magic. kitten … Let me develop the ability of determination (awakened), which can be opened and closed freely …”

She closed her eyes and felt that it was getting more and more difficult, as if she was struggling to survive in a desperate situation. I heard that it’s not just the Lickers … In the depths of the disaster, a tyrant appeared. It had a huge body and had the body of an ape … Furthermore, there seems to be a mastermind behind the recent corpse tide, driving them away …”

The mastermind?

Was it a special zombie or some other living creature that could control zombies?

The catastrophe of the world continued to spread.

At the same time, in another part of the ruins outside the camp.

A balloon was flying in the sky to investigate. It looked down at the roaring zombies below. young people, unless you’ve reached level six, you can’t fly. Your intelligence is not enough to fly a plane …

As for the Phase-6 zombie … He didn’t think he was that unlucky. Those were monsters that only appeared in the depths of the central area, Velia.

As he flew, he looked at his side. They were quietly approaching a Fountain Square. A black licker covered in pus and rotting, with a long and thin tongue … He picked up the old-fashioned walkie-talkie and commanded,

that’s right, this is a fourth rank bootlicker. He’s sneakily approaching him from behind, and his butt is his biggest weakness!

A group of people used stealth to approach quietly. A fierce man operated his mecha and suddenly pressed down.

“Hey, we caught it. It’s struggling hard! F * ck! It broke free!”

“Quick, main tank, keep up and pull the aggro of this Lackey! Right! Don’t get licked! That’s you, mechanical tank, taunt and pull monsters! These guys don’t have any intelligence!”

“Mage, keep up! Mud to restrict movement, retreat! Retreat! Kiting, you know!”

“Male mages, don’t attack. You don’t have to join the battle. You’re responsible for shielding the battle Aura around us to avoid a zombie tide. You will all die Here.”

….

After a few minutes of intense fighting, they successfully took down the other party without any losses.

He won!

The dog can’t be called a winner

Xia niming was very satisfied.

Team fight? Playing games?

This was a professional.

Suddenly, du Xue’s walkie-talkie called, and Xia niming’s voice immediately softened. dear, what’s the matter? ”

But in the next second, his face gradually stiffened. The range of the walkie-talkie should not be so wide. This was already more than 800 meters. Then who was nearby, secretly contacting me …

The walkie-talkie needed to be connected. How could the other party …

A hoarse voice came from the other side, ”

a mysterious creature … We should have a talk.”

They were zombies!

Xia niming’s mind went blank as he turned his head to look at the surrounding streets and buildings.