Online game: As a dad, it’s reasonable to hit 999 with one hit, right?

After a while, in the center of the city.

A huge open space was filled with people. This open space, which was as big as two international stadiums, was surrounded by ruins and rubble. People from all directions were driven towards this place by the red light curtain.

Following the players were countless zombies, who roared and chased them relentlessly, as if they were deliberately driving them to this open space.

As long as a player steps into the open space, the zombies chasing behind him will stop instantly and then stand quietly in place, as if waiting for some kind of order.

What's even more bizarre is that as time goes by, the [poison circle] is approaching, but it doesn't move any closer. Instead, it stays steadily behind the zombies.

Taking the open space as the diffusion point, looking from the inside out, there are players huddled together, a group of zombies surrounding the open space with eager eyes, and a red light curtain that is very close.

The scene was like an onion, with layers upon layers. No one moved, even the aperture stopped.

At this time, there were less than 300 people standing in the open space.

In just two hours, less than 30% of the player group of one thousand people remained.

Even the three hundred people standing here are basically remnants of defeated soldiers.

The health bars above the heads of most of the players are in a low health state. Although some nurses are protected in the middle by the crowd, their conditions are also not very good. Almost all the nurses' blue bars have been cleared.

All the potions in the backpack had long been used up.

People have reached the end of their strength. They look at the light curtains around them and the zombies standing in front of the red light, ready to attack.

They didn't know why the zombies and the "poison circle" had stopped, nor did they know the laws governing their operation. They only knew that they were now no different from turtles trapped in a jar. They would wait until the light curtain moved and the zombies pounced...

It's all over.

However, some sharp-eyed players noticed something.

An assassin looked around the zombies in the open space and muttered in a low voice.

"The number of zombies... doesn't seem to be as many as I imagined."

Yes, if we follow the rules of this dungeon, there will be two destroyer zombies for every player, so there will be at least 2000 zombies in this place now.

However, the number of zombies gathered around at this time seemed to be only about a thousand, which was half the number.

It seems... in order to survive, the players in the copy also showed their skills and dealt a heavy blow to these zombies.

It's a pity that among these one thousand players, the majority are so frightened that they just run away. If they could unite, the number of zombies might be even smaller than it is now.

and……

There was one thing that concerned him very much.

The assassin's gaze remained fixed on the left front of him.

Unlike other places, there were very few zombies in that direction, only a few scattered ones.

The zombies in other directions were densely packed, just like...

It was as if someone was walking along and killing all the zombies along the way.

Thinking back carefully, he seemed to have indeed seen a group of five people with full health coming from that direction. He couldn't help but pay attention to those five people, because everyone present was either disabled or injured, and none of their health bars were full.

But those five people were an exception. The leader was wearing a red mask, which looked like a bucket of red paint had been poured on it.

Following behind him were an orc, two male humans, and a very eye-catching looking female elf.

Coincidentally, among these five people, three were participants in the previous battle against the [Destroyer Zombies] in the square arena.

But at this time, they were all standing behind the masked man, and it seemed that he was the captain of the team...

Could it be that the reason why there aren't too many zombies in that place is... because this team killed all the zombies along the way?

"impossible……"

He shook his head and dismissed this unrealistic idea.

But...what should I do now?

Sure enough, after a few minutes, some people in the crowd started shouting.

"Stop it... Please, let me out..."

A fighter who was almost collapsed suddenly knelt on the ground. Under the growls of zombies in the distance, his whole body was shaking, and his bulging eyeballs were bloodshot.

The health bar above this person's head has reached the bottom. If he is lightly grabbed by a zombie, he will instantly fall into a state of near death. It is basically impossible for him to survive the unknown events that follow.

With him taking the lead, a strange atmosphere quickly spread among the remaining 300 people, and in an instant the crowd began to "wail everywhere."

"I'm dying, I'm dying..."

"We really can't fight. Our entire team just fought six zombies and was almost wiped out. If these zombies rush at us now..."

"You're going to die! There are a fucking thousand zombies here!!"

"A thousand of us... not even a single one of our bodies will be left behind..."

People started yelling, "My teammate... he was just torn in two by two zombies!"

Soon, this negative emotion spread to the hearts of two-thirds of the people here.

Lin Chen was standing among this group of crying players at this time. He raised his head and looked above his head.

The light curtains that towered into the clouds on all sides extended upward at an angle, and they finally converged at the top to form a four-sided diamond-shaped dome.

There are light curtains on all sides and even above the head that will kill anyone who touches them. People in the [poison circle] have nowhere to go.

When he came here, he had already called back Shield Mountain, Huang Dachui and others who were scattered outside. Although their efficiency was much slower than his, they also provided Lin Chen with some considerable attack power.

Just need to summon them again and they can continue to fight for themselves.

but……

At this time, Elena was staring at Lin Chen's back in a daze.

Even though Lin Chen turned his head and met her gaze, she did not react.

It was only when Feng Chen, who was standing beside her, poked the female elf's arm with his finger that Elena suddenly realized what was going on.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chen asked with interest.

In fact, apart from Lin Chen's inherent prejudice against the elves in his previous life, he was not opposed to talking to this female elf.

Elena hesitated for a moment, then pursed her lips and asked.

"Excuse me...are you a hidden profession?"

Lin Chen did not hide anything and immediately shook his head: "Unfortunately, I am not a hidden profession, as you can see..."

He then spread his hands and said: "I am a healer, and most people like to call me Daddy."

It would be better if he didn't admit it. This "honest" move made Elena fall silent.

"But..." she continued, "Your skills...why can Qiluo..."

She originally thought that Lin Chen would explain the principle to her, but Lin Chen's answer stunned her again.

"Sorry." Lin Chen lowered his hands. "This is my secret. Although I can demonstrate it in front of you, I don't intend to tell you the principle behind it."

Yes, Lin Chen was very honest, so honest that the other party could not continue to ask questions.

Elena lowered her head and said nothing.

Feng Chen came over at this time and spoke to Elena as if to comfort her.

"Beauty...are you worried about Qiluo?"

Elena still didn't say anything, but nodded with a complicated expression.

Yes, Qiluo and she were inseparable friends and sisters in the original world, and after entering the Land of the Hunting God, they became comrades who supported each other. There were not many people she could trust in her life, but Qiluo happened to be the most important one.

She once thought Qiluo was dead. She was besieged by two destroyer zombies and died under the zombies' claws.

Elena saw Qiluo lying in a pool of blood, near death. She then watched as five minutes passed before Elena collapsed to the ground, a corpse...

But now, Qiluo stood up again and became the one who followed the orders of a strange human man.

that……

Is the current Qiluo still the same Qiluo?

Although she is "alive" and seems to have her original memories, she is no longer a free person.

She seemed to have become the mysterious masked man in front of her...

Summoned creature?

Lin Chen seemed to have guessed what Elena was thinking. After hesitating for a while, he sighed.

"Although it may sound a bit offensive, the truth is just as you think. Qiluo is now... mine." Having said this, Lin Chen paused. He felt that this statement was a bit biased and added, "In short, she probably can't continue to be with you in the future."

"Yeah." Elena knew that what Lin Chen said was right, so she could only say "hmm" in a low voice.

The atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, and Lin Chen was not quite used to this feeling. He cleared his throat and coughed to ease the awkwardness.

Feng Chen beside him looked at Lin Chen, then at Elena.

"Uh...Brother?" Feng Chen couldn't help but say, "This atmosphere makes me feel like I'm reading a romance novel."

Lin Chen rolled his eyes at Feng Chen in annoyance from behind his mask, while Elena asked in confusion, "Novel?"

Feng Chen knew that Elena, as a foreigner, might not understand these things very well, so he immediately brought the topic back.

He said, "Beautiful girl, there's no need to be so sentimental. If you really can't bear to leave your bestie...you can try to apply to join our permanent team. We only have three people on our permanent team right now. Besides Brother Lin and me, there's also a very cute girl named Gardenia. I can introduce you to her when I'm free."

"Fixed team?" Elena was stunned.

"Yes. My brother Lin is the captain of the fixed team. You can ask him." Feng Chen winked at Elena.

This performance made four people, including Lin Chen, look strange.

The half-orcs Monka and Xiao Zhang were obviously a little excited. They subconsciously took a step closer, and the expressions on their faces almost said "Take me with you".

Elena was also a little embarrassed. She had never thought that she would be faced with the choice of joining a fixed team, and...

It's still a team of a different race.

Lin Chen gave Feng Chen a cold look.

"Xiao Feng, have you forgotten that I once said that I have the final say on the recruitment of members for the permanent team?"

Feng Chen only felt a chill on his back, but he smiled and said, "Brother, of course I haven't forgotten, so I didn't make the decision to let the beautiful woman join. I just let her make her own choice. You can refuse it if you want!"

Having said that, Feng Chen winked at Lin Chen again.

Lin Chen suddenly felt helpless. He sighed, probably knowing what this guy's purpose was.

This kid seems to be preparing to set up some messed up connections for himself.

Lin Chen was about to say something when Elena suddenly spoke.

"Excuse me." She seemed to be really prepared for something: "Can I join your regular team?"

After these words were spoken, the Orcs and Xiao Zhang stopped hesitating and shouted after him.

"Great God... Great God!"

"Can I...can I join in too?"

The three people looked at Lin Chen with three different expressions, making the latter feel a little uncomfortable.

Feng Chen was stunned when he saw this scene.

"Hey! I say, that's enough, you two. What are you doing here?" He said as he walked forward and pulled Monka and Xiao Zhang apart.

At this point, Elena was the only one left in front of Lin Chen.

Elena is very tall. Because she is an elf, she is at least 1.75 meters tall or even taller. The soles of the shoes worn by female professionals in the Land of the Hunting God have a design similar to high heels, making her look like she is basically at the same visual distance as Lin Chen.

Lin Chen pondered for a moment.

Then he opened his mouth, but just as he was about to speak, a strange prompt sound suddenly rang in his mind.

【Ding! 】

Not only him, but almost all the three hundred people present subconsciously froze in place.

People stood up straight and suddenly saw a line of words appear in their sight.

[Final mission: Open the door to the king's palace.]

[Mission requirements: Hold on for 30 minutes under the zombie attack.]

[Preparation time countdown: 60, 59, 58, 57...]

As a result, people's faces suddenly turned pale!

"Again?"

"What the hell! They just want us to die! What a bullshit mission... What a bullshit dungeon!"

"Give me a quick death!!"

People had already collapsed, and now there was no hope of survival at all.

As soon as the countdown ends, the thousand zombies in front... will all be dispatched.

30 minutes?

Haha, it won’t take that long. Even if the people here can resist, they can only hold out for 3 minutes under the charge of the zombies.

They are doomed.

Lin Chen's expression under the mask was completely different from that of the other people around him.

The expression on his face clearly showed excitement!

He stopped worrying about the fixed team and began to push through the crowd to walk to the center of the open space.

Because people had lost most of their fighting spirit, Lin Chen easily made his way through the crowd and reached the front.

However, what Lin Chen did not expect was that... there was already someone standing in the middle of the open space.

There are ten people in total.

The health bars of these ten people are relatively healthy. Looking closely, they are all stained with blood that does not belong to them. It seems that each of them has killed many zombies.

There are strong people everywhere, and this copy is no exception. In addition to Lin Chen, there are indeed some people who can come to the fore.

However, Lin Chen ignored these ten people. He continued walking and finally passed by them.

He came to the center of the field and took out a rusty iron sword from his backpack.

The ten strong men standing behind Lin Chen looked at the man with some confusion and immediately shouted.

"Hey! Are you looking for death?"

Lin Chen turned a deaf ear to it.

Just as the man was about to continue speaking, someone suddenly reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

Turning around, he found a warrior named "Fengchen Zhuojiu" smiling at him.

"Friends," the familiar warrior whispered, "let's not disturb the great master when he's showing off."