9527: "Oh no, acid rain tomorrow! I need to hurry and harvest my crops."
44: "My rice plants haven't matured yet, but I have no choice but to store them in the warehouse. Can I still plant on the land after acid rain?"
22: "You don't have high-grade soil yet? Are you still using regular soil?"
24: "Why haven't I encountered this high-grade soil you're talking about? There's none for sale in the auction house either."
9527: "It's a type of soil that boosts plant growth speed. No one would sell that. The day the auction house stopped selling food and drinks, it was already destined that this kind of high-grade soil would beco a family resource."
Slayer: "Doesn't anyone care about the teorite issue?"
Demon Slayer 22: "It's a year away, what's there to worry about? It's still unknown if we can even survive until then. Besides, the Earth is so big, who knows who it'll hit."
"..."
[Morning Bulletin: Ming is currently on a hidden mission, and he's running away...]
"..."
9527: "Running away? That's called luring the enemy deep into a trap."
44: "After the last ti he ran away, there was a sudden influx of experience points. I hope this ti I can level up and advance to the second tier!"
Demon Slayer 22: "Are there that many experience points for you to fight?"
44: "I found an area... I can't say, it's a secret."
"..."
Ming is sprinting, looking back, and seeing no trace of zombies. He keeps running, as far as he can.
[Investnt judgnt, you lost everything]
"..." Ming felt dizzy as if he heard his heart shattering again.
[Hallucination for 10 seconds, starting now...]
"..."
In the ruins of the street, a handso young man stood on high ground, spreading his arms and flapping them up and down, laughing foolishly, "Fly~ Fly~"
[Your foodie suddenly opened his eyes, kicking Da Vinci with his legs... Da Vinci glared at him, angry that he had just dread of finding you a sister-in-law, and you woke him up. He demanded two sisters-in-law in return!]
[Foodie told Da Vinci that he had a dream too, and Ming was in danger... Da Vinci imdiately sprang up, looking at the little bear, asking if its nose was very sensitive... The little bear nodded...]
[Foodie looked at the hedgehog, asking if its nose was even stronger than a dog's?... The hedgehog nodded... Foodie jumped forward, sticking out his butt, urging them to sniff quickly, as his body had Ming's scent on it, hurry...]
"..."
"Phew!" After 10 seconds, Ming finally ca to his senses, breaking out in a cold sweat. Just now, he felt like he had turned into a giant bird, soaring high in the sky, and the sensation was quite exhilarating~
Sniff sniff~
"Damn!" Ming imdiately turned around and found the zombie police BOSS standing behind him, its fat belly shining in the morning light.
[Ferocious Discriminator Hahn. Potter]
[Defense Value: 2381/10000]
[Exclusive Skill: You've been caught...]
Snap! Ming suddenly felt a cold sensation on his wrists! Looking down, he saw a shiny silver handcuff tightly locking his hands together!
"Roar!" The zombie roared and charged toward him. Ming quickly stepped back, unable to use weapons with his hands restrained.
Keep running! Ming shouted, "You have a terminal illness!" After yelling, he turned and sprinted away. Luckily, this skill could be released with his mouth alone.
[Skill takes effect, the opponent feels like they're about to die]
Hallucination for 3 seconds.
"Good!" Ming felt slightly relieved. Who said trash-talking was useless? Trash-talking had just bought him 3 seconds of escape ti. As he ran, he looked back and saw the zombie chasing him! And there were two more!
Suddenly, the long-haired, wandering singer zombie BOSS blocked his path.
[Mad Wandering Singer Kespin]
[Defense Value: 4981/10000]
[Exclusive Skill: Swing with ~]
"..."
In the next instant, Ming suddenly accelerated, knowing that swinging was impossible. However, he found himself unable to move. Kespin in front of him twisted his waist... thrust his hips... spun around... and swung~
Seeing this, Ming was reluctant, but his body followed along honestly, twisting his waist... thrusting his hips... spinning... and swinging~ The skill had a forced follow-up effect!
[Your froglets were stunned to see you performing such a dazzling dance... Your dance moves were quite enchanting...]
[Your froglets exchanged glances and decided to join in and swing with you...]
"…"
As Ming swung, he glanced at the two froglets dancing not far from him. You guys are dancing too enchantingly, aren't you? He then looked at the little bear, who was actually clapping its paws, quite supportive of the whole scene ha~
Humph~ Humph~
The giant hedgehog saw Ming and roared as it charged forward! After unbridging, it once again harbored murderous intent toward Ming!
Slap! The little bear slapped the hedgehog, making it stumble.
Roar!
At this mont, the zombie police Hahn's hallucination wore off. He swayed his big belly and charged toward Ming. The little bear imdiately stepped in front of Ming, slapping Hahn and sending him flying into the ruins.
Ming lunged forward, pressing his handcuffed hands on the hedgehog's head, "Make ands for your mistakes, or I'll roast you and feed you to the earthworms!"
Bridging successful.
The hedgehog suddenly stood up and crouched beside Ming, becoming submissive.
"Attack it!" Ming pointed at the wandering singer Kespin and gave orders to the hedgehog. The hedgehog charged knocked Kespin down, and crazily bit into it.
"…"
[Your froglets were shocked... They thought the hedgehog was shaless, taking advantage of the zombie... Foodie told Da Vinci that the long-haired one was a male zombie...]
[Da Vinci nodded, considering the possibility that the hedgehog simply preferred males...]
"Handcuffs!" Ming leaned against a broken wall, looking at the handcuffs on his wrists. It was a psychic skill, with a durability of 5000. He needed to Get rid of it quickly!
Bang! Ming raised his hands and smashed them against the wall, but the handcuffs' durability didn't change at all.
"..."
Chainsaw?
His hands were trapped, so he couldn't use weapons! The little bear was fighting Hahn, and the hedgehog was busy too. Plus, they didn't have hands. The two froglets couldn't help either.
At this mont, the Chinatown Killer Tony appeared, and not far behind him was the Wall Street Wolf Lopene, who had made Ming heartache.
"Damn!"
Ming was anxious. He originally thought he could just bomb them a few more tis and directly take the four five-star kings ho. But after one explosion, they found him.
At this mont, Chinatown Tony charged toward him. Ming dodged his punch.
"Hehe!" Zombie Tony perford a slide step in place—Wing Chun horse stance—and activated the skill: I can fight ten!
Taunt!!
Ming wanted to dodge, but his body obediently charged forward with the handcuffs on.
Bang!
Ming's chest was hit by Zombie Tony's four fingertips on his right hand!
Bang, bang, bang! The four fingers struck again, bending into a half fist, and clenched into another punch—Wing Chun: Chain Inch Punch!
Pain, pain, pain!!!
For the first ti, Ming felt such pain even through his clothes, and his stamina was rapidly depleting, hitting rock bottom in an instant.
His entire body was weak, unable to stand steadily! His clothes' durability was dropping drastically too! At this mont, Wall Street Wolf Lopene approached and raised his hand—Exclusive Skill [I'll Help You Make Money].
"Damn!"
[You invest 2 million gold coins, and after ten seconds, the success or failure will be determined]
"Damn it!" Ming clutched his chest, feeling intense pain~
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