Team of survivors

Now, Xiao Jun has no interest in the first-order zombies at all. If he meets a second-order one, he would like to give it a try.

However, the second-order zombie he encountered the day before yesterday seemed like just an illusion, as if a bug in the game was immediately fixed.

Xiao Jun also hopes it is like this. A slower progress is more suitable for the development of his all-female team at the present stage.

It's 9 o'clock!

The airdrop rain falls again.

After five minutes, figures can be seen moving in every part of the city, and even Xiao Jun saw several of them.

Now the surviving humans all know that the airdrop box is the hope for survival.

Xiao Jun also ran towards a landing point of the airdrop box that he had identified. No matter what, the airdrop box is always of the utmost importance.

Soon, Xiao Jun saw the airdrop box that landed on a small square.

After several consecutive days of zombie rain, even a small square was filled with dozens of zombies.

Without further ado, let's get it done.

At this moment, another direction, six people suddenly appeared, with a clear goal, which was the airdrop box on the square.

Since he had set his eyes on it, there was no reason for it to be taken away by others. Xiao Jun suddenly increased his speed and arrived in front of the airdrop box in just a dozen seconds, and all the zombies on the way had fallen.

When the six people finally reached the airdrop box, only the white light that had disappeared and the things that had been taken away by Xiao Jun were left.

"Brother, with your great skills, why don't you join us?"

Even if the things are gone, there is still someone. With such a skill, even in their camp, there are only one or two people who can do it. Seeing that he was alone, it would be a pity not to pull him in.

Xiao Jun finished packing his things and was about to leave.

"Brother, in the face of this human disaster, we should unite."

"In our survivor team, more than a thousand survivors have been gathered, and it is increasing exponentially every day. With your skills, as long as you join us, you don't have to worry about food and shelter anymore."

Xiao Jun stopped and became interested in the survivor team.

If I remember correctly, in the next life, the Future City was originally the survivor team, and later developed into a larger city, and the leader of the survivor team established the city lord's mansion. Xiao Jun himself became the lord of the city.

Seeing Xiao Jun stop, the speaker took a few steps forward.

In the survivor camp, everything depends on contribution. If he can bring back such a master, the contribution will be much greater than finding a low-level airdrop box, and he can at least get a lunch box and a water bottle.

"Brother, our camp leader is called Chen Gang, and it is said that he has already become a second-order mutant."

"Joining our team means absolute safety."

Chen Gang, indeed, it's him, the lord of the Future City, and also the number one master in the Future City.

With the experience of his previous life, Xiao Jun only became a second-order mutant yesterday. This Chen Gang actually became a second-order mutant so quickly, which is really impressive.

Xiao Jun made an interested expression on his face, but seemed hesitant.

It seemed that he saw Xiao Jun's hesitation, and the other person said.

"Brother, is there any difficulty? As long as you join us, your matter is everyone's matter."

[As long as I get the reward, it has nothing to do with me afterwards.]

Good guy, this person must have been a MLM in his previous life. He only cares about making the deal but doesn't care about the aftermath.

"Well, it's not that. I still have some relatives and friends, and I need to discuss it. Why don't you tell me the address of your team, and I will go there after discussing it."

Now Xiao Jun definitely won't go. He has the ability to be self-sufficient, so why go and be constrained by others.

"It's..."

The man was a little hesitant. It wasn't that the address of the team was a secret that couldn't be said, but if Xiao Jun went there by himself, the reward might not be his.

The man still wanted to say something, but Xiao Jun just insisted on going back to discuss it.

The man had no choice but to give up. In the end, the two exchanged names. When they parted, the man named Wang Ding kept telling Xiao Jun that the reward couldn't be lost.

"Didn't expect the survivor team's base to be in a middle school, which is a good choice."

Xiao Jun was thoughtful. Wasn't it also a good choice for him to find a new place?

A middle school is generally not as large as a university, but it also has dormitories, and there is no problem with accommodation.

Moreover, it is not like a hotel. Maybe one day, the gate of the hotel will be surrounded by zombies and it will be impossible to get out.

As long as they close the gate of the campus in the morning and clean up the zombies inside, there will be no new zombies for the whole day.

This is simply like farming monsters in a circle and gaining experience. The safety performance is also high. Maybe there will be some unexpected surprises. The airdrop box will directly land at home.

If there were more of them, it would also be possible to find a school. But with only thirty or so people, it's better to set up tents in the hotel.

After separating from the other person, Xiao Jun continued to look for new airdrop boxes, hoping to get more space equipment.

What is currently lacking the most is space equipment. There are countless supplies all over the city that cannot be taken away. When the fourth disaster earthquake comes, everything here will be buried under the ruins, and it will be much more difficult to find.

Perhaps Xiao Jun was lucky today. Not far away, he saw another airdrop box, and there were two placed side by side.

In the distance, a four-person team was also working hard to clear the zombies and move towards the airdrop box.

Xiao Jun didn't rush forward this time because he saw a familiar guy, a second-order zombie.

People who don't know much about it would find it hard to distinguish the difference between the zombie levels. But for Xiao Jun, an old hand, he could easily tell even without looking at its claws.

In the next second, the second-order zombie moved, and its sharp claws easily cut through their wooden weapons. In the panicked expressions of the four, they were turned into their own kind.

Xiao Jun sighed and it was his turn to take the stage.