Wasteland Code Survival

This kind of thing is actually normal...After all, not many people in the refuge would regard these living dead as their own kind. In the eyes of many people, they are not much different from mutant creatures.

Most humans have the same attitude towards the living dead as the Europeans who landed on the American continent to the Native American Indians...

Qi Lin has nothing to do with this situation. These things have never been changed because of the attitudes of individual people. Racial conflicts have always been the most complicated contradictions within human beings... The United States, the "melting pot of nations," can know it. Although the United States passed the "Affirmative Rights Act" and other legislative measures to abolish the apartheid system as early as the 1960s, it was not until the outbreak of the Third World War that different races within the United States Prejudice and discrimination still exist.

If this is true between humans and humans, let alone the living dead who are no longer humans.

There is nothing valuable in the zombie village, and Qi Lin is not interested in searching. After one last glance, he returned to the vehicle and continued to move north.

Qi Lin's car was not fast. In order to react in time, both guns were in a state of being loaded with bullets.

The B-level cannibals have already appeared, no one can guarantee that there will be some ghosts and snakes in the way-the difficulty of the game in the "Wasteland Survival Code" has actually been lowered by the main brain, even if the entire game world After two upgrades in difficulty, it is still inferior to the real wasteland world.

Of course, the Kuroshio and Parasites are exceptions that are made on a whim.

Due to the existence of piranhas, this area is still safe for the time being... but this kind of security will not last long-the high-level mutant creatures have a certain sense of each other, and it will not take a few days for the high-level nearby The mutant creature will find the news of the death of the B-level piranha, and by then, it will be occupied by other high-level mutant creatures.

The piranha is already a relatively "gentle" existence of high-level mutant creatures. After all, its predation method is relatively passive, and it rarely attacks prey in the territory actively. It is precisely for this reason that the zombies will settle the settlement. In the territory of this B-level piranha.

Qi Lin passed through this valley and was about to take a rest. At this moment, the light from the corner of his eye suddenly glanced at a mountain col on the right. It seemed that there was something abnormal.

Qi Lin took a closer look and found that it was a tent built with rags, except that the surface of the tent was smeared with a layer of mud. After the mud dries out, it blends with the khaki hillside. It is indeed not easy to find at a glance.

"A tent alone?"

Qi Lin can be sure that this is not a trace of the human dispatch team. All teams dispatched to the surface are powerful and well-equipped. Even their tents are made of special fabrics with optical camouflage effects. The concealment is much better than this dirty and broken little tent in the col.

Moreover, this tent has obviously existed here for a long time. According to the Thunder Falcon Team’s tactical manual, anyone who leaves the camp must completely erase the traces left, not even the footprints left, let alone one. It's a complete tent.

"Are the lone zombies...or those'eliminators' exiled to the ground?"

In addition to dispatching teams, there are only two types of creatures that can set up tents. In Qi Lin’s memory, before the players eliminated by the "Wasteland Survival Code" would not be killed by the mastermind, every refuge seemed to have There are a group of eliminations with extreme attitudes being banished to the ground... but these banished guys not only did not carry any supplies, even clothes and pants would be stripped off...

There is no clothing to keep out the cold, and more than 90% of the exiles are estimated to be unable to survive the first night.

Even within the organization, it is not clear whether there are any exiles on the ground that have survived to this day.

Qi Lin quietly touched it, but when he approached the tent, he found that there was no one inside.

There is no accumulation of dust at the entrance and exit of the tent. It can be seen that this tent should not be abandoned here, but the owner of the tent temporarily went out.

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Lin hid behind a big rock and waited for the owner of the tent to return.

...

Qi Lin waited for almost an hour, when a somewhat lame zombie limped towards the tent. It was wearing a T-shirt full of holes and a piece that was almost as dirty as the color of loess. Overalls, it is holding a fat bloodthirsty rat corpse in one hand, and a crude hunting trap in the other.

Just when the zombie was about ten meters away from the tent, it suddenly lost its prey and traps, drew a homemade blow arrow from its waist, and looked around vigilantly.

Obviously, the zombie had set some hidden marks around the tent before he left, and Qi Lin accidentally destroyed this mark, so that the other party knew that an uninvited guest had already been here.

Seeing this, Qi Lin naturally didn't need to hide, he stood up directly from behind the stone with a large-caliber assault rifle.

"People coming up underground?!" The zombie was startled, and hurriedly pointed the arrow at Qi Lin.

Although Qi Lin has a gun in his hand, the distance between the two sides is now less than 30 meters. Blowing arrows at this distance also has good lethality.

"I think... maybe we can talk." To show his sincerity, Qi Lin lowered his gun first.

"Talk about...what?" The zombie still kept aiming at Qi Lin, and asked in a vague voice.

"I won't hurt you, I just want to ask for some news."

"If you want to inquire about the news, you can go to the hills to the south. There is a village there. It is full of mutants like me. They have more people and know more." The zombie said.

Zombies never call themselves zombies, they generally call themselves "mutants".

"The guys in that village wanted to kill me, they led me to the piranha site... but I was lucky to survive, and I killed all the zombies in that village." Qi Lin didn't. Choosing to hide, since the lone zombie in front of him knew the existence of the zombie village, but did not live with those zombies, it can be seen that they should not be the same.

Hearing the news that Qi Lin had slaughtered the entire zombie village, the lone traveler did not show any surprised reaction. Instead, he asked with some doubts: "I know that piranha...how did you survive?"

"How did I survive? It's very simple. I killed the piranha." Qi Lin shrugged.

"This is impossible!"

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