Chapter 92: Shelter 6

"Papa--" The steel ball flew out and went straight to the zombie's head.
But somehow, the target zombie actually took two steps and raised his arm. So the steel ball hit the arm and bounced directly.
Su Han was rather helpless. She noticed it on the first day of the game, and only attacking the zombie's head would cause real damage. When attacking other parts, the stamina of the zombie will not decrease.
At the same time, the zombies that were attacked were angered. It roared and charged towards Su Han.
Su Han remained calm and continued to shoot.
One hit, two hits, three hits... The zombie turned into white light just after halfway through.
Su Han scanned the surroundings and found that the other zombies didn't care about the disappearance of their companions, and they were still wandering on their own. She immediately felt more relieved and continued to clean up the zombies one by one.
After half an hour, all the zombies were cleaned up.
Yuan Yuan watched quietly, without making a sound.
Su Han walked to the barrel, opened it, and found that the barrel was filled with diesel. The size of a barrel is 100L, and there are a total of 40 oil barrels around.
After thinking for a moment, an idea soon came to mind. She handed out two pieces of brown bread and a bottle of milk, and said casually, "The employment is over, this is the reward, you should go back first." Anyway, she remembered the way back when she came, and she didn't have to go together.
"Thank you." After taking the food, the smile on Yuan Yuan's face suddenly became extremely bright. Then, she ran away without hesitation.
After waiting for a while, confirming that Yuan Yuan had gone far, and there was no one else nearby except himself, Su Han put 40 oil drums into the portable warehouse.
Considering that the oil drums are large and occupy a large area, she simply packed all the oil drums in a grid.

Fortunately, the lucky one got the spar and successfully changed to a hundred catties of rice!
The news is like a tornado crossing the border, sweeping the entire shelter. In just one night, all residents of the outer circle heard about it.
Many people envy, jealous and hate, "The pie falls in the sky, why is it not me that was hit?"
Many others are eager to try and prepare to hunt zombies. In my heart, I was thinking that if someone else can get a spar, he will definitely do as well, and his efforts will never be disappointed.
At this moment, there was new news—the lucky guy from last night entered the circle, (relationship) got a decent job, and the salary was enough to make ends meet. Not surprisingly, he could comfortably surround him from now on.
As soon as the news came out, the residents of the outer circle were very emotional and almost went into madness.
A safe living environment, stable work, and generous remuneration are all that ordinary people pursue in the last days! As long as you have good luck and find the spar, you can immediately counterattack in life!
This is equivalent to playing the lottery before the end of the world, once you win the jackpot, everything you want is at your fingertips.
Can't wait, can't wait to get rich! Must act now! The residents were either in groups or working alone, actively searching for traces of zombies.
For ordinary living conditions, dig pits, make wooden arrows, and make wooden spears. My family is a bit of a foundation, so I bought bullets directly from the exchange, then rented a car and ran out in a hurry.
At this point, a large-scale zombie hunting activity began.

"Idiot, here." Yang Yongkang took a small stone from his pocket and slammed it on the zombie.
"Roar--" The zombie was irritated and walked quickly towards Yang Yongkang.
"Finally followed." Yang Yongkang wasn't anxious at all, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. He had already set up a trap nearby, waiting for the zombie to step in.
At the beginning, he was very afraid. But after successfully seducing and destroying two zombies, he discovered that a single zombie was actually not as scary as he thought.
Although the head is the only weak part, it is useless to attack the other torso, but the zombie moves slowly and has a very low IQ, and it is easily led into a trap.
As long as the target is trapped, there are more means to attack.
Yang Yongkang seduce while shouting.
Soon, the zombie plopped and fell into the pit.
Yang Yongkang smiled, took out the wooden spear, and pierced the zombie's head.
After hitting several times, the zombie turned into white light.
Yang Yongkang lowered his head and looked at it carefully. After a long time, he muttered disappointedly, "It's still not there..."
But although depressed, he is not discouraged. People said early that the possibility of finding a spar is not high. As long as he continues to hunt, there will always be the day when he finds the spar.
Thinking of the reversal of his life after the discovery of the spar and gradually reaching the peak of his life, he couldn't help showing a smirk, immersed in beautiful fantasy.
It was too late to say, then soon, a zombie rushed over from behind. Yang Yongkang was startled and wanted to resist, but it was too late.
The zombie bit on Yang Yongkang's neck. In an instant, a layer of skin was torn off the wound, and blood was streaming in at the same time.
Yang Yongkang resisted the pain, pierced the zombie's head with a wooden spear, and hit the opponent's neck severely.
Soon, the zombies turned into white light.
Yang Yongkang fell to the ground dying, the only thought in his mind was that he was finished.

Just after 12 noon, the white coat appeared in the outer circle of the shelter, asking in a cold voice, "The medicine has been prepared, is anyone willing to try it in public?"
Asked three times in a row, no one answered. It's not that there is no one around, but there are many people onlookers who just want to watch.
No one wants to taste what the medicine is, after all, the raw materials are said to have been dug out from the minds of zombies. Who knows whether this thing can cure diseases or infect viruses? Unless they see the effect of the medicine with their own eyes, the residents will always feel uneasy.
The white lab coat frowned, and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by one person, "This person has been bitten by a zombie, why don't you try the medicine?" After finishing, he waved his hand.
Immediately someone carried the stretcher and sent the patient to the white coat.
The patient is Yang Yongkang.
At this time, his face was pale, his lips turned blue, his whole body was trembling, his wound was purulent, and a faint peculiar smell wafted away, showing that his condition was already very bad.
The white coat nodded, "It's him." He lifted the person up and fed the medicine to the patient little by little.
As soon as the medicine was taken in, Yang Yongkang's complexion quickly became ruddy. The blue color on the lips gradually faded, and the wounds quickly scabled.
After a while, the patient's breathing became smoother, lying on the stretcher as if asleep.
After a close inspection, the white coat declared solemnly, "It's okay, and I can recover my health after a short rest."
An exclamation sounded. The onlookers stared wide-eyed and couldn't believe what was happening before them.
However, the white coat was not enough, and another blockbuster was dropped, "The first three residents who sent the spar will get a bottle of potion. There are two places left, everyone, come on."
The eyes of the onlookers suddenly turned green, and their eyes were full of fanaticism. The medicine that can cure the virus is more expensive than a hundred catties of rice! How many materials can be exchanged for the exchange?
...This question is too difficult to count!
However, the value of medicine is beyond doubt.
"There are only two places left." Someone chanted immediately and hurriedly left. It seems that he intends to race against time, hunting zombies, and grabbing places.
Su Han looked in his eyes and sighed unconsciously. No matter how hard these people work hard, it is impossible to obtain spar. They tried their best to pray for good luck, but in the end it was nothing.
"How's things going?" Before he knew it, Zhong Rui stood beside his little friend.
"Several barrels of diesel have been found, so you can burn the shelter." Su Han replied in a low voice.
"Not bad." Zhong Rui showed his approval.
"What about you? What's the progress?" Su Han asked.
"The number of the opponent's team is temporarily unknown. I heard that it has agreed to sell the antidote and trade with the exchange, but the specific transaction time has not been determined. The external statement is that the progress of obtaining the spar determines the progress of the preparation of the medicine and is beyond the control of manpower." Rui said softly.
"Sounds like planning to trade after clearing the zombies and confirming customs clearance." Su Han analyzed.
"According to the behavior of this group of people so far, I guess the possibility of honest trading is zero. It should be planned to run away after the grab, and then quickly escape the copy."
"In this way, the replenishment is successfully completed, and there is no need to pay for the vitality agent."
Zhong Rui nodded, "It's possible."
After thinking about it, Su Han felt that something was wrong again. She looked at her little partner in wonder, "Where is the news? Is it reliable?"
"The fat man manager of the exchange said." Zhong Rui said calmly.
Su Han was even more puzzled, "Why did he tell you?"
Zhong Rui smiled slightly, "I pretended that I was a scientific researcher who was conducting a virus experiment, and I gave some medicine to him personally. He said everything I knew. That guy is not a ethical person. It's not surprising that you can't keep the secret."
Even if the fat man is loyal to the exchange, he can't resist the temptation to make a fortune and be well-off. Now that the price of drugs is more expensive than gold, Zhong Rui's casual offer is enough to make him inexhaustible.
"You said you were a scientific researcher, so he believed it?" Su Han thought Fatty was a bit naive.
Zhong Rui calmly said, "I have many different kinds of drugs on my hands, and this is the best proof."
Su Han was speechless for a while, and she found that she was speechless.
Zhong Rui looked far away and sighed leisurely, "Since the other party intends to clean up the zombies before supplying them, don't worry, there is still plenty of time."

On the night of the second day, no one took out the spar to buy it.
At 9 a.m. on the third day, the system's mechanical sound announced, "There are 986 players, 3123 NPCs, and 40149 zombies remaining in the I22 Sanctuary (the server where the players are)."
That night, the second and third lucky winners came to the fore, each successfully exchanged for 100 catties of rice and medicine.
At 9 a.m. on the 4th day, the system's mechanical sound announced, "There are 972 players, 2675 NPCs, and 27632 zombies remaining in the I22 Sanctuary (the server where the players are)."
The number of residents and zombies is shrinking rapidly. On the other hand, players are gradually being affected.
"Clean up the zombies, search for supplies, and exchange them in the shelter. If you are lucky, you can get spars and get food supplies. It's a routine. But the routines are good and the routines are wonderful. Every day playing new tricks, people will be tossed to death. The player who found the shelter on the third day was not aware of it and directly regarded the scam as part of the rules of the game.
"Compared to running around, searching for houses, and finding some weird things, it seems easier to directly swipe the zombies? On the one hand, it can reduce the pressure in the late game, on the other hand, you can get a lot of food after exploding the spar. You can fill the warehouse after eating and drinking." Someone failed to see through the scam and easily accepted the argument that there was a spar in the zombie's mind. Then, he thought under the wrong information, and naturally came to the wrong conclusion.
"Boldly cut zombies to eat meat, timidly search for supplies and drink soup. The game gives two branches, which is very flexible. We can search carefully while cleaning up zombies along the way. Anyway, nothing will be delayed." Pai made a decision and wanted to balance risks and benefits.
There are too many lies, and the truth is unclear.
At this time, most players have accepted the setting of the spar and are actively thinking about countermeasures. Only a handful of people remained silent and had other plans.