Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Then came the newly bought [Fire Magic]. Feng Lan stretched out his hand, and a small flame appeared in the palm of his hand.

How small? It was barely the size of a fist, floating lightly in her palm. At the same time, Feng Lan could feel the burning sensation and the constant drain of her mental energy. She threw the flame out, and only when her mental energy was consumed did she stop. The flame she threw out made a small, dark pit in the ground.

This skill is much more difficult than [Water Magic].

Feng Lan quickly realized that, of course, the power was much greater than water magic.

However, after practicing a few times, Feng Lan was able to master flames of different powers. At the same temperature, the smaller the flame, the less mental power, or intelligence, it requires.

The higher the temperature, the longer it accumulates in the palm of your hand, the more mental energy it consumes, and the greater the power.

After confirming the power, Feng Lan began to practice his accuracy. Not to say he could hit the target with ten rings, but at least he had to hit the person.

The flames that were emitted were not wasted. Feng Lan took out the [Ruby] he bought from the Pigeon King and fixed it on the target. The flames would continue to be absorbed when they hit the target, and the ruby ​​would also become much brighter.

After a day of practice, Feng Lan had basically developed muscle memory. He couldn't say he could hit anyone with his fireballs, but he could definitely hit them. After all, Feng Lan had practiced with bows and crossbows and spears! Once you master one skill, you can master all.

Now, Feng Lan has more confidence in the next copy.

She comfortably took out a bathtub from the supermarket and took a hot bath. Humph, there was no shower room in the cabin, so couldn't she take a bath herself?

After taking a comfortable hot bath, Feng Lan took another nap and set an alarm to avoid oversleeping.

Feng Lan woke up with one hour left in the countdown for the copy.

After changing into a windbreaker that could never go wrong and putting on a mask, Feng Lan entered the dungeon.

[Whether to enter the dungeon in advance]

【whether】

"Yes."

【Ding--】

Dear players, welcome to your third dungeon: Virus.

[The meteor brought about an apocalypse, and the dead came back to life in another form.]

Difficulty: E

[Current number of survivors: 100/100]

[Main Mission - Kill: Kill 500 zombies.]

……

A meteor streaked across the sky and landed on a barren mountain in China on a beautiful and peaceful night. When local government workers arrived at the scene, they only found a huge burning pit with nothing inside.

After checking that there was no problem nearby, the main group left, leaving only a group of professors who were studying meteorites.

The surrounding plants were the first to change silently when humans were not paying attention.

The world is changing quietly.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Lan appeared in the crowd. She stood on the street, and several scattered players appeared around her.

The streets were filled with the familiar Chinese style, with yellow-skinned people coming and going, and the noisy sounds flooding into Feng Lan's ears. This made Feng Lan, who had stayed in the quiet little house for four days, feel a moment of discomfort.

[2:59:59 left until the apocalypse breaks out]

All of a sudden, Feng Lan got into the state quickly. Wearing a mask, she felt a little out of place with the surroundings. She pressed her hat down and blended into the crowd.

The other players didn't make a fuss the first time they opened their eyes. Instead, they quickly glanced around and left. Everyone saw the countdown given by the copy. Now was not the time to communicate. The right thing to do was to get some supplies for themselves before the countdown ended.

After screening through two dungeons, there aren't many stupid people left. At least they won't reveal their player identities at the very beginning of the dungeon.

Feng Lan touched his body. Compared to the first copy where he was given an ID card, this time he got nothing. It seemed that the difficulty of the copy started from now on.

Feng Lan was not panicked. She quickly caught a passerby on the roadside, pulled down her mask, and revealed an innocent expression.