Chapter 82: The Powerful Zombies

Translator:Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor:Nyoi-Bo Studio

Holding the iron knife in his hand, Prisoner Snake strode forward and charged at the swaying zombie in front of him!

Brother Snake! Don't go over there!

Be careful!

Seeing Prisoner Snake's actions, the players who had retreated with their wooden bows shouted one after another.

Prisoner Snake turned a deaf ear to them.

He was very confident and raised his iron knife to slash at the zombie's neck.

He thought that this slash was perfect!

He had grasped the angle and strength perfectly!

This slash had a chance to chop off the zombie's head!

Crack!

The confident Prisoner Snake's expression changed.

The large knife was actually stuck on the neck of the zombie.

Prisoner Snake was stunned.

The knife couldn't chop it off?

Was the iron knife a low-quality product?

Chi! Chi Chi!

In the next moment, several vines shot out from the wound on the neck of the zombie that had been cut open by the iron knife!

The vines quickly spread along the iron knife and grabbed at Prisoner Snake's hand!

F*ck! What the hell is this!

Prisoner Snake was so scared that he immediately let go of the handle of the iron knife and quickly stepped back.

It was better to stay as far away from the strange zombie as possible.

Brother Snake, that's a mutated zombie! The two brothers just died in its hands.

Don't get close to it for close combat, use long-range attacks!

Stay far away! Don't let them get close!

The new players started to explain to the new reinforcements.

Damn it! Why didn't you say so earlier!

Prisoner Snake gritted his teeth and retreated into the crowd.

He had never seen this type of mutated zombie that could actually grow vines from its body.

He almost fell for it!

Since he couldn't fight at close range, he would use a long-range bow and arrow to kill it!

Prisoner Snake also took out a wooden longbow from his backpack. As he retreated, he aimed at the mutated zombie and shot.

As a long-range weapon in the early stages of the game, the wooden bow was quite troublesome to use. It required constant reloading and aiming.

In addition, the wooden bow's accuracy wasn't good. At least two or three out of ten arrows missed.

Prisoner Snake led the others to shoot while retreating.

Soon, he realized that something was wrong.

Why

Why were these zombies so fleshy!

More than ten players were shooting with their arrows at the eight zombies for more than ten minutes.

Almost every mutated zombie had 20 or 30 arrows inserted into their bodies.

However, they were still alive and kicking.

There was no injury on their bodies. They were still staggering forward as before.

It was as if these arrows couldn't harm them at all!

Damn it! Where did these mutated zombies come from!

Cold sweat broke out on Prisoner Snake's head.

What was going on?

It had only been a few days since the server opened!

Why did so many high-level mutated zombies appear?

And so many of them at once!?

This didn't fit the game setting at all!

What made Prisoner Snake feel the most despair was

There weren't many wooden arrows left in their hands!

They couldn't hold on any longer!

The long-range wooden arrows posed too little of a threat to these zombies!

After careful observation, Prisoner Snake made a frightening discovery.

These zombies' damaged skin seemed to be covered with a layer of solid armour made of tree branches and vines!

Arrows couldn't penetrate this layer of armour at all!

How come these zombies are so hard!

God! I don't have any more bows and arrows! Someone give me some quickly!

Brother Snake! We can't retreat anymore. We're going to be forced into a dead end!

Prisoner Snake felt a chill run down his spine.

If this continued, forget about going to the prison for revenge in a few days, his life would probably end here!

Prisoner Snake raised the iron knife in his hand.

Brothers! Let's go! Let's break out of here together!

Inside the prison.

It's so delicious after upgrading to Level 2 cooking, the taste of the food has indeed improved

Fang Heng took a bite of the big skewer that he had just finished roasting, feeling satisfied.

He opened the game log.

Rows of messages refreshed.

[Hint: Your zombie clone has been hit by a long-range arrow. Your zombie clone has received damage +5.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has been hit by a long-range arrow. Your zombie clone has received damage +9.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has been hit by a long-range arrow. Your zombie clone has received damage +6. Your skill-strengthen the body experience point +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has been hit by a long-range arrow. Your zombie clone has received damage +5.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has received an automatic HP recovery +12 per second.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has been hit by a long-range arrow. Your zombie clone has received damage +7. Your skill-basic physique training experience points +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has been hit by a long-range arrow]

Are Prisoner Snake and his gang capable or not? Most of them haven't learned the bow and arrow skill yet. This kind of damage isn't enough

Fang Heng was a little distressed.

If this carries on, the effect of the strength test will not be achieved at all

As expected, within a few minutes, a new message appeared in the game log.

[Hint: Your zombie clone has caused damage to a certain player. Your skill-basic strength training experience point +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has received an automatic HP recovery +12 per second.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has caused damage to a certain player. Your skill-basic strength training experience points +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has received a close-combat attack!]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has attempted to dodge an attack (but failed). Received damage +19. Your skill-basic agility training experience +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has caused damage to a certain player. Your skill-basic strength training experience point +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has received an automatic HP recovery +12 per second.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has caused damage to a certain player. Your skill-basic strength training experience point +1.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has released a skill-vine entanglement on a player. The skill has been judged and successfully released.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has inflicted 20 damage to the player through the skill and has recovered 20 HP.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has inflicted 20 damage to the player through the skill and has recovered 20 HP.]

[Hint: Your zombie clone has killed a certain player]

Fang Heng shook his head silently.

Ugh, this won't do. These people can't hold on any longer

After a while, the notifications that appeared in the log gradually decreased.

[Hint: Your zombie clone has occupied the mine.]

Eh? Did they escape?

Fang Heng frowned.

This was meaningless. After all, they were a big guild. Where had their ruthlessness gone to?

Although there was a risk of infection if they escaped at night, they would definitely be wiped out if they stayed in the mine.

Fang Heng was a little disappointed. He still wanted to solve this problem tonight.

He flipped through the records again and counted the casualties.

There were no casualties on his side in this battle. They killed seven enemies and seriously injured four enemies.

Fang Heng lowered his head and thought.

If Prisoner Snake and his gang kept running away and fighting in guerrilla warfare, it wouldn't be easy. After all, the speed of the vine zombies was too slow. This was very annoying.

Got it!

Demolish their houses!

As long as they demolished all the shelters and residences of the Dawn Gaming Guild, these people would die under the negative effects of the dark fear at night.

Thinking of this, Fang Heng directly gave the zombie clones the order to demolish their houses.

First, demolish the temporary residence that the Dawn Gaming Guild had built in the mine!

After the zombies who had committed suicide during the day were resurrected tomorrow, they would go and demolish their entire residence!

After losing their residences in the Zombie Apocalypse world, this group of people would definitely not be able to survive!