Among the crowd, the Ratman brother was lamenting the coldness of the world, when suddenly a generous and warm hand was placed on his shoulder.
Looking up, it was a person, who was not afraid of what he looked like.
"Brother! Spread the fire?" Night Commander stared at his big round nose with piercing eyes, as if he had discovered a treasure.
[ Stronger Than Others ] I was stunned for a moment.
"Pass, pass fire?"
"Pass the torch! It's that novice mission!" Commander Quanshui smiled brightly, showing his white teeth, "Don't worry about it, just follow me at ease, I'll take you to level up!"
With upgrade?
And this good thing?!
[ Stronger Than Others ] Nodding excitedly.
"Okay bro, I will be with you from now on!"
The corners of Night Commander's mouth were about to burst with joy.
This newcomer is too easy to coax!
However, at this moment, a shit stirring stick suddenly came across.
"Brother! Don't follow him, follow me! I promise to take you to sky!"
Holding the mouse's shoulders with both hands, Brother Mosquito, who pushed Night Commander away, had excitement written all over his face, as if he had drawn out five golden legends in a row.
Seeing someone ruining his good deeds, Night Commander certainly couldn't bear it, so he snatched the fat mouse back.
"Brother, don't listen to him! The most unreliable thing in this entire game is this guy!"
Hearing someone say that he is unreliable, Mosquito became anxious instantly.
"Hey! Who do you say is unreliable! Touch the pieces of steel on your exoskeleton, won't your conscience hurt?"
It would have been better not to mention it.
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Night Commander couldn't help but spit.
"How dare you say that! I went to No. 81 Steel Factory to ask! They only need 150 silver to make it!"
Mosquito's expression was instantly awkward, and he looked away and scratched his cheek.
"Ahem, this includes the design cost of 50 silver coins...I have to make some money."
"What the hell are you talking about!!"
Sandwiched between the two of them, [ Stronger Than Others ] blinked his mung bean-sized eyes, with a bewildered expression on his bewildered face.
In the last second, he was still feeling emotional. He get an orphan race. Before the good friends went online, he was afraid that he would have to open up wasteland by himself. In the end, he didn't expect that he was unexpectedly quite popular?
This happiness came too suddenly.
...
"Receive the new strength department, start the tree-cutting team, and you will change from 0 to 1 in two days!"
"Depart from the entrance and exit tunnel on the B3 floor! Is there any player who wants to get on the bus!"
"Do you need an intelligence department? If you don't understand, just ask, where can I buy drones and implanted prostheses?"
After the daily lectures are over.
Lucius left the time for the players, then turned around and went back to the B1 floor of the refuge, and sat in front of the computer in the manager's office for a while.
Lucius, sitting here, can easily grasp the movements of these new players through the old players who received the task of passing on the torch and the entry and exit records of the shelter.
Some of the players who planned to take the combat career route received the hunter profession and followed the old players to the underground tunnel.
Another part was taken to the surface.
With the liberation of 76th Street, there is a large urban area in the east of the refuge waiting to be reclaimed, and his little players have discovered many high-quality resource points.
With the increase in the number of players, in order to improve management efficiency, Lucius is trying to increase the workload of NPCs, reduce the frequency of sending tasks in person, and focus more on human resource allocation and general direction.
There are 112 people in the Tundra Street subway station, 121 people in the tunnel at the exit of B3 floor, and a total of 233 players exploring the "Underground world".
There are a total of 255 people in Starwood Farm, Tuna District Forest Farm, and the abandoned urban area in the north. Except for some players who perform special tasks, the rest are basically near the outpost.
Through the program that Popo helped to make, Lucius took a rough look at the distribution of player types on the map.
The outpost base is dominated by life professional players, accounting for 60%, mainly concentrated in the new industrial area and the old industrial area south of the sanatorium.
Frontline areas such as Starwood Farm are dominated by professional combat players, with a proportion of up to 70%, of which soldiers account for 20%, hunters account for 20%, and scavengers account for 30%.
In addition, there are core/non-core NPC configurations, resource status, and remaining storage in each region, which are also reflected in the table.
It's a pity that the villain in the map cannot be dragged. Otherwise, it will really become an RTS game.
"Master."
Hearing Popo's voice, Lucius said casually.
"What's wrong?"
Popo who was squatting in the corner said quietly.
"Popo always feels that you are getting lazy."
"How do you know?" Lucius chuckled, leaned on the computer chair, and said leisurely, "This wave is called grasping the big and letting go of the small, reducing micro-operations."
Popo who heard this sentence didn't say anything.
What the Master said became more and more difficult to understand. In order to avoid ambiguity, it has to go online first.
...
The outpost is north-to-east, with a straight-line distance of about 16 kilometers, the site of the Aviatium Aerospace Ecology Laboratory is surrounded by forests.
In a messy hall, hundreds of corpses of gnawers were lying here and there.
After kicking the creeper lying on the ground, Gale pulled out the javelin from its body, wiped off the black blood on it, and inserted it back into the javelin bag.
"By the way, the newbies should be online by now."
Tomorrow glanced at the time on the VM.
"It's almost time. It should be online. I wonder if there is any SSR animal like player among the new recruits."
Walker said with a hippie smile.
"How do you know it must be normal animal like creature? What if it's a non-animal like Brother Garbage?"
Badass Bunny said with a smile.
"Hahaha, bullying brother Garbage again! He's actually not bad, at least he has been a bully in two versions."
About half an hour ago, the cowboy team who took a truck at the north gate of Wetland Park arrived here.
According to the data analysis results provided by Tom, the head of the scientific expedition team, the No. 3 Ecological Park located under the No. 3 Experimental Building is still working, and the reactor and fuel rods they are looking for are in the Ecological Park.
As the strongest fighting force in the entire server, the hexagonal all-round cattle and horse team is naturally more than enough to deal with a group of novice experience packs.
Even the previous versions of the "little boss" crawlers couldn't stop the "anti-armor javelin" thrown by Bunny and Gale at the same time. That thing is like a cannonball.
Paired with a steel spearhead, two hits on the upper body can directly cause the creeper to lose half of its combat effectiveness.
If it hits the head, it will be killed on the spot! It's better than bullets!
From the current point of view, among the slime mold heterogeneous species, the "Tyrant" in the background setting can pose a substantial threat to them.
It is said that the hardened skin of that thing is so fierce that it can resist even rifle fire, so it may be a bit difficult to break through the defense.
However, this is an outskirts away from the urban area, and the activity density of the slime mutants is very low, and it is almost impossible to encounter this kind of alien species that can only be encountered in areas where the slime mutants are highly active.
Tomorrow, with a mechanical compound bow on his back, walked to the front desk where he was inquiring, rummaged through the drawer for a while, and found a book with a floor plan printed on it.
"The entrance to the ecological park on the basement floor should be in the middle of the corridor on our right, where there is a working elevator... the same as the information provided by Dr. Tom."
"It seems that the data we found in the security room came in handy," Bunny hung the crowbar on the exoskeleton, took off the 'Sickle' assault rifle from his back, grinned and said, "Let's go , let's go and have a look."
From the map, the ecological park is located on the basement floor of the laboratory, and only one elevator and one fire exit can enter.
The area here is nearly 15 acres, about the size of a football field.
Even after 200 years, the UV lights on the ceiling are still on.
However, due to no one taking care of it, the ecological environment here is obviously out of control, and the number of broad-leaved plants has an absolute upper hand, turning the whole into a tropical rainforest.
The group did not choose the elevator, but took the more reliable fire exit, and entered here through two gates.
Hot and humid air blows in.
Looking at the palm leaves swaying in front of his nose, and the astonishing scene ahead, Walker couldn't help whispering.
"Is the environment here imitating which tropical island? I actually feel a little hot."
"After all, the temperature here is as high as 30 degrees..." Bunny, who was wearing heavy armor, took the initiative to walk in front, and looked around, "There are no survivors staring at this place?"
At this moment, Walker suddenly frowned slightly, and looked behind him.
"Wait, how do I feel...someone is approaching us."
Bunny was slightly taken aback.
"Really?"
Although the question was like this, Walker is the highest perception in the whole server after all. After hearing this sentence, the three of them immediately became alert.
Gale asked cautiously.
"The back or the front."
Walker frowned, trying to concentrate.
"It should have come from behind, but I'm not sure if they followed us in or found it themselves."
"Whether they followed us in or not, seeing the situation in the hall, they must have realized that we are here."
Tomorrow took off the mechanical compound bow from his back and gave his teammates a look.
"Ready to fight."
...
At the same time, the hall where the cowboy team stayed before.
About twenty wastelanders arrived here.
Their equipment was very simple, the clothes made of animal skins could barely cover their bodies, and there were some weird accessories hanging on their bodies.
Some of them held iron-pipe rifles, some carried shotguns on their shoulders, and some carried homemade automatic weapons, or there were no guns at all, only a baseball bat tied with wire and coils. Sharpened machete.
"There are bullet casings on the ground."
The man with the tattoo on his face squatted down, picked up a bullet casing from the ground, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced around after getting up.
"This Blood is fresh..."
"Someone has been here!"
Judging from the respectful attitude of others, he is the leader here.
The curly-haired man standing next to him whispered.
"It seems that someone else is following here."
The vulture-like gaze was fixed on the corridor ahead, and the man with the tattoo on his face ordered without any nonsense.
"They should still be here."
"Find them out."
"Yes!" The curly-haired man respectfully accepted his orders, and led his brothers towards the corridor.
...
In the ecological garden.
The elevator descended slowly and stopped on the ground.
Looking at the five men dressed as predators, they came out of the elevator with vigilant expressions. Judging from their postures holding weapons, they were ready to fight.
I can't understand the chattering.
Walker, who was lying behind the lush vegetation, had already set up his sniper rifle, gestured quietly towards Bunny, and said into mouth.
'I don't think they are good things... What should we do? Fight or not? '
Bunny was silent for a while, still weighing in his mind.
However, Tomorrow next to him had already made a judgment, pulled out an explosive arrow from behind, put it on the bowstring of the mechanical compound bow, and lowered his voice to the limit.
"Two possibilities, if it's not for the reactor, it's for us."
Gale, who was not far away from him, seemed to want to go with him, and he had already grasped a throwing knife in his right hand, ready to strike at any time.
Bunny was silent in his heart, looked at Walker beside him, and pointed with his left hand at the high-threat target holding an automatic rifle.
'That's up to you. '
'Okay. '
Walker, who was lying on the ground, understood, his eyes were on the scope, his index finger was on the trigger, he took a deep breath, and was about to fire.
However, at this moment, the mutation happened suddenly!
The chattering chatter of the predators seemed to have disturbed the creatures in the jungle, only the sound of running rapidly was heard, and they ran towards the elevator from the side of the dense forest.
"Who!"
"Who's there!"
The five predators standing next to the elevator immediately aimed the weapons in their hands, but they didn't expect that they were not human at all!
Five pairs of pupils were imprinted with fear.
Before they pulled the trigger, a black shadow about four meters long rushed out of the forest, and approached them within a few breaths.
The razor-sharp claws pierced the chest and tore the hapless man holding the shotgun in half before the prey even screamed.
"Ahhh!"
"Damn! Fire! Fire!"
The emotion of fear boiled instantly.
The predator with an automatic rifle, regardless of his bitten companion, fired wildly at the monster's back, almost breaking the trigger with his index finger.
"Roar--!"
The back was swept firmly, and the monster let out an angry roar, and swiped out its sharp claws again, like cutting tofu, it actually cut the man right down the middle!
The muzzle flame flickered.
There are loud gunshots in the forest!
Looking at the four-meter-high giant, its thick long tail and shocking claws—and the prey that was torn into pieces by it, the faces of the four members of the cow and horse team changed wildly.
DeathClaw!
One of the most ferocious beasts in the wasteland in the official website database!
At this moment, Tomorrow finally figured out why no survivors were following here...
Walker swallowed, his eyes filled with disbelief.
His perception was completely unaware of this monster!
"...Do you still want to fight?" He looked at Bunny nervously, his palms were covered with sweat.
Bunny gritted his teeth and made a decision.
"Retreat first."
While Deathclaw didn't see them, and they were still feasting on the ground, they could slip through the safe passage not far behind.
However, at this moment, the gate of the safe passage suddenly opened, and a series of dense footsteps came from behind them.
Deathclaw's ears moved slightly, and upon hearing the movement, it raised its head from its prey's carcass, its amber pupils contracted slightly, and a cruel hiss sounded from its sharp teeth.
It's exciting!
There is actually a prey delivered to the door!
The faces of Bunny and Tomorrow changed wildly, their positions were quite awkward, they happened to be sandwiched between this beast and the predators...
Gale couldn't help but cursed.
"F*ck!"
Targeted by the dog planner again!
Bunny made a decisive decision and roared loudly.
"Run!"
Among the crowd, the Ratman brother was lamenting the coldness of the world, when suddenly a generous and warm hand was placed on his shoulder.
Looking up, it was a person, who was not afraid of what he looked like.
"Brother! Spread the fire?" Night Commander stared at his big round nose with piercing eyes, as if he had discovered a treasure.
[ Stronger Than Others ] I was stunned for a moment.
"Pass, pass fire?"
"Pass the torch! It's that novice mission!" Commander Quanshui smiled brightly, showing his white teeth, "Don't worry about it, just follow me at ease, I'll take you to level up!"
With upgrade?
And this good thing?!
[ Stronger Than Others ] Nodding excitedly.
"Okay bro, I will be with you from now on!"
The corners of Night Commander's mouth were about to burst with joy.
This newcomer is too easy to coax!
However, at this moment, a shit stirring stick suddenly came across.
"Brother! Don't follow him, follow me! I promise to take you to sky!"
Holding the mouse's shoulders with both hands, Brother Mosquito, who pushed Night Commander away, had excitement written all over his face, as if he had drawn out five golden legends in a row.
Seeing someone ruining his good deeds, Night Commander certainly couldn't bear it, so he snatched the fat mouse back.
"Brother, don't listen to him! The most unreliable thing in this entire game is this guy!"
Hearing someone say that he is unreliable, Mosquito became anxious instantly.
"Hey! Who do you say is unreliable! Touch the pieces of steel on your exoskeleton, won't your conscience hurt?"
It would have been better not to mention it.
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Night Commander couldn't help but spit.
"How dare you say that! I went to No. 81 Steel Factory to ask! They only need 150 silver to make it!"
Mosquito's expression was instantly awkward, and he looked away and scratched his cheek.
"Ahem, this includes the design cost of 50 silver coins...I have to make some money."
"What the hell are you talking about!!"
Sandwiched between the two of them, [ Stronger Than Others ] blinked his mung bean-sized eyes, with a bewildered expression on his bewildered face.
In the last second, he was still feeling emotional. He get an orphan race. Before the good friends went online, he was afraid that he would have to open up wasteland by himself. In the end, he didn't expect that he was unexpectedly quite popular?
This happiness came too suddenly.
...
"Receive the new strength department, start the tree-cutting team, and you will change from 0 to 1 in two days!"
"Depart from the entrance and exit tunnel on the B3 floor! Is there any player who wants to get on the bus!"
"Do you need an intelligence department? If you don't understand, just ask, where can I buy drones and implanted prostheses?"
After the daily lectures are over.
Lucius left the time for the players, then turned around and went back to the B1 floor of the refuge, and sat in front of the computer in the manager's office for a while.
Lucius, sitting here, can easily grasp the movements of these new players through the old players who received the task of passing on the torch and the entry and exit records of the shelter.
Some of the players who planned to take the combat career route received the hunter profession and followed the old players to the underground tunnel.
Another part was taken to the surface.
With the liberation of 76th Street, there is a large urban area in the east of the refuge waiting to be reclaimed, and his little players have discovered many high-quality resource points.
With the increase in the number of players, in order to improve management efficiency, Lucius is trying to increase the workload of NPCs, reduce the frequency of sending tasks in person, and focus more on human resource allocation and general direction.
There are 112 people in the Tundra Street subway station, 121 people in the tunnel at the exit of B3 floor, and a total of 233 players exploring the "Underground world".
There are a total of 255 people in Starwood Farm, Tuna District Forest Farm, and the abandoned urban area in the north. Except for some players who perform special tasks, the rest are basically near the outpost.
Through the program that Popo helped to make, Lucius took a rough look at the distribution of player types on the map.
The outpost base is dominated by life professional players, accounting for 60%, mainly concentrated in the new industrial area and the old industrial area south of the sanatorium.
Frontline areas such as Starwood Farm are dominated by professional combat players, with a proportion of up to 70%, of which soldiers account for 20%, hunters account for 20%, and scavengers account for 30%.
In addition, there are core/non-core NPC configurations, resource status, and remaining storage in each region, which are also reflected in the table.
It's a pity that the villain in the map cannot be dragged. Otherwise, it will really become an RTS game.
"Master."
Hearing Popo's voice, Lucius said casually.
"What's wrong?"
Popo who was squatting in the corner said quietly.
"Popo always feels that you are getting lazy."
"How do you know?" Lucius chuckled, leaned on the computer chair, and said leisurely, "This wave is called grasping the big and letting go of the small, reducing micro-operations."
Popo who heard this sentence didn't say anything.
What the Master said became more and more difficult to understand. In order to avoid ambiguity, it has to go online first.
...
The outpost is north-to-east, with a straight-line distance of about 16 kilometers, the site of the Aviatium Aerospace Ecology Laboratory is surrounded by forests.
In a messy hall, hundreds of corpses of gnawers were lying here and there.
After kicking the creeper lying on the ground, Gale pulled out the javelin from its body, wiped off the black blood on it, and inserted it back into the javelin bag.
"By the way, the newbies should be online by now."
Tomorrow glanced at the time on the VM.
"It's almost time. It should be online. I wonder if there is any SSR animal like player among the new recruits."
Walker said with a hippie smile.
"How do you know it must be normal animal like creature? What if it's a non-animal like Brother Garbage?"
Badass Bunny said with a smile.
"Hahaha, bullying brother Garbage again! He's actually not bad, at least he has been a bully in two versions."
About half an hour ago, the cowboy team who took a truck at the north gate of Wetland Park arrived here.
According to the data analysis results provided by Tom, the head of the scientific expedition team, the No. 3 Ecological Park located under the No. 3 Experimental Building is still working, and the reactor and fuel rods they are looking for are in the Ecological Park.
As the strongest fighting force in the entire server, the hexagonal all-round cattle and horse team is naturally more than enough to deal with a group of novice experience packs.
Even the previous versions of the "little boss" crawlers couldn't stop the "anti-armor javelin" thrown by Bunny and Gale at the same time. That thing is like a cannonball.
Paired with a steel spearhead, two hits on the upper body can directly cause the creeper to lose half of its combat effectiveness.
If it hits the head, it will be killed on the spot! It's better than bullets!
From the current point of view, among the slime mold heterogeneous species, the "Tyrant" in the background setting can pose a substantial threat to them.
It is said that the hardened skin of that thing is so fierce that it can resist even rifle fire, so it may be a bit difficult to break through the defense.
However, this is an outskirts away from the urban area, and the activity density of the slime mutants is very low, and it is almost impossible to encounter this kind of alien species that can only be encountered in areas where the slime mutants are highly active.
Tomorrow, with a mechanical compound bow on his back, walked to the front desk where he was inquiring, rummaged through the drawer for a while, and found a book with a floor plan printed on it.
"The entrance to the ecological park on the basement floor should be in the middle of the corridor on our right, where there is a working elevator... the same as the information provided by Dr. Tom."
"It seems that the data we found in the security room came in handy," Bunny hung the crowbar on the exoskeleton, took off the 'Sickle' assault rifle from his back, grinned and said, "Let's go , let's go and have a look."
From the map, the ecological park is located on the basement floor of the laboratory, and only one elevator and one fire exit can enter.
The area here is nearly 15 acres, about the size of a football field.
Even after 200 years, the UV lights on the ceiling are still on.
However, due to no one taking care of it, the ecological environment here is obviously out of control, and the number of broad-leaved plants has an absolute upper hand, turning the whole into a tropical rainforest.
The group did not choose the elevator, but took the more reliable fire exit, and entered here through two gates.
Hot and humid air blows in.
Looking at the palm leaves swaying in front of his nose, and the astonishing scene ahead, Walker couldn't help whispering.
"Is the environment here imitating which tropical island? I actually feel a little hot."
"After all, the temperature here is as high as 30 degrees..." Bunny, who was wearing heavy armor, took the initiative to walk in front, and looked around, "There are no survivors staring at this place?"
At this moment, Walker suddenly frowned slightly, and looked behind him.
"Wait, how do I feel...someone is approaching us."
Bunny was slightly taken aback.
"Really?"
Although the question was like this, Walker is the highest perception in the whole server after all. After hearing this sentence, the three of them immediately became alert.
Gale asked cautiously.
"The back or the front."
Walker frowned, trying to concentrate.
"It should have come from behind, but I'm not sure if they followed us in or found it themselves."
"Whether they followed us in or not, seeing the situation in the hall, they must have realized that we are here."
Tomorrow took off the mechanical compound bow from his back and gave his teammates a look.
"Ready to fight."
...
At the same time, the hall where the cowboy team stayed before.
About twenty wastelanders arrived here.
Their equipment was very simple, the clothes made of animal skins could barely cover their bodies, and there were some weird accessories hanging on their bodies.
Some of them held iron-pipe rifles, some carried shotguns on their shoulders, and some carried homemade automatic weapons, or there were no guns at all, only a baseball bat tied with wire and coils. Sharpened machete.
"There are bullet casings on the ground."
The man with the tattoo on his face squatted down, picked up a bullet casing from the ground, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced around after getting up.
"This Blood is fresh..."
"Someone has been here!"
Judging from the respectful attitude of others, he is the leader here.
The curly-haired man standing next to him whispered.
"It seems that someone else is following here."
The vulture-like gaze was fixed on the corridor ahead, and the man with the tattoo on his face ordered without any nonsense.
"They should still be here."
"Find them out."
"Yes!" The curly-haired man respectfully accepted his orders, and led his brothers towards the corridor.
...
In the ecological garden.
The elevator descended slowly and stopped on the ground.
Looking at the five men dressed as predators, they came out of the elevator with vigilant expressions. Judging from their postures holding weapons, they were ready to fight.
I can't understand the chattering.
Walker, who was lying behind the lush vegetation, had already set up his sniper rifle, gestured quietly towards Bunny, and said into mouth.
'I don't think they are good things... What should we do? Fight or not? '
Bunny was silent for a while, still weighing in his mind.
However, Tomorrow next to him had already made a judgment, pulled out an explosive arrow from behind, put it on the bowstring of the mechanical compound bow, and lowered his voice to the limit.
"Two possibilities, if it's not for the reactor, it's for us."
Gale, who was not far away from him, seemed to want to go with him, and he had already grasped a throwing knife in his right hand, ready to strike at any time.
Bunny was silent in his heart, looked at Walker beside him, and pointed with his left hand at the high-threat target holding an automatic rifle.
'That's up to you. '
'Okay. '
Walker, who was lying on the ground, understood, his eyes were on the scope, his index finger was on the trigger, he took a deep breath, and was about to fire.
However, at this moment, the mutation happened suddenly!
The chattering chatter of the predators seemed to have disturbed the creatures in the jungle, only the sound of running rapidly was heard, and they ran towards the elevator from the side of the dense forest.
"Who!"
"Who's there!"
The five predators standing next to the elevator immediately aimed the weapons in their hands, but they didn't expect that they were not human at all!
Five pairs of pupils were imprinted with fear.
Before they pulled the trigger, a black shadow about four meters long rushed out of the forest, and approached them within a few breaths.
The razor-sharp claws pierced the chest and tore the hapless man holding the shotgun in half before the prey even screamed.
"Ahhh!"
"Damn! Fire! Fire!"
The emotion of fear boiled instantly.
The predator with an automatic rifle, regardless of his bitten companion, fired wildly at the monster's back, almost breaking the trigger with his index finger.
"Roar--!"
The back was swept firmly, and the monster let out an angry roar, and swiped out its sharp claws again, like cutting tofu, it actually cut the man right down the middle!
The muzzle flame flickered.
There are loud gunshots in the forest!
Looking at the four-meter-high giant, its thick long tail and shocking claws—and the prey that was torn into pieces by it, the faces of the four members of the cow and horse team changed wildly.
DeathClaw!
One of the most ferocious beasts in the wasteland in the official website database!
At this moment, Tomorrow finally figured out why no survivors were following here...
Walker swallowed, his eyes filled with disbelief.
His perception was completely unaware of this monster!
"...Do you still want to fight?" He looked at Bunny nervously, his palms were covered with sweat.
Bunny gritted his teeth and made a decision.
"Retreat first."
While Deathclaw didn't see them, and they were still feasting on the ground, they could slip through the safe passage not far behind.
However, at this moment, the gate of the safe passage suddenly opened, and a series of dense footsteps came from behind them.
Deathclaw's ears moved slightly, and upon hearing the movement, it raised its head from its prey's carcass, its amber pupils contracted slightly, and a cruel hiss sounded from its sharp teeth.
It's exciting!
There is actually a prey delivered to the door!
The faces of Bunny and Tomorrow changed wildly, their positions were quite awkward, they happened to be sandwiched between this beast and the predators...
Gale couldn't help but cursed.
"F*ck!"
Targeted by the dog planner again!
Bunny made a decisive decision and roared loudly.
"Run!"
