The night in the MC world doesn't look scary, on the contrary, you will find it a little cute. However, when Wayne looked through the naked eye at the green eyes that flickered in the night, an atmosphere of terror arose.

Suddenly, a hideous and mutilated face appeared in front of the glass that Wayne was looking at, and the instant shock made his whole person startled, this is a typical zombie face, mixed with the appearance of a zombie, mutilated by heavy decay, and there are still a little blood stains on the face, it is obvious that he has just attacked livestock.

After being frightened, doubts instantly hit my heart, and we all know that the zombies in the MC world are changed by villagers, so how did the zombies in this world come about? Where did the zombies come from without people?

There is so much irrationality in this world because this is reality and not games.

'Bang'

The crisp shattering of the glass made Wayne wake up like a dream, only to see that one of the zombie's hands had already reached in, and he picked up the stone sword and slashed at that hand, blood spurted out, and the severed hand fell.

"That's so logical, isn't it?!" That's right, Wayne finally knows that the world is weird, that is, everything is too logical, and the illogic of the MC world is eliminated. For example, zombies don't push doors in, they just block the outside.

A broken window is a trivial matter, and if the door is opened, the monsters outside will swarm in!

So, Wayne hurriedly moved the furnace to the door and blocked it, and made another one uneasily, this will be done, zombies have arrived in all directions, and they are roaring loudly around the window.

"Bastard, how do you put people to sleep like this!!" Finally understood why the elves reminded him of the difference in the night, these sounds were so manic that he wanted to open the door and go out and cut them off one by one!

However, Wayne's sanity told him that he couldn't go out, at least not until he had the ability to protect himself, and there were hundreds outside. Just by listening to the sounds, they knew that they had drained the water around this room.

There are too many of them, how many times more than the MC world? In fact, the most worrying thing is not the zombies, but the self-destructing monsters called the creepers, covered in green slime, as long as they get close to you, they will explode, and people and animals will die within a radius of three meters, and only the hardness above iron can ignore such an explosion. It's clear that Wayne isn't made of iron.

The Murphy Effect tells us that what you fear the most, will happen.

When Wayne looked at the fleeting creeper through the window, his whole face turned blue, especially when the sound of the fuse burning, and the next moment, a violent explosion in front of him turned zombies and wooden walls into pieces.

Secretly saying that it was bad, Wayne ran and walked over the blown up part of the ground, not having time to look at the green dots that had been left behind by the zombies being blown up to get some experience, and even the raw materials that had been blown up became unrecoverable.

It's so real, so real that it's going to kill you!

Looking at the group of corpses chasing behind him, Wayne regretted it for a moment, but unfortunately regret now is the most useless, at this time, he inexplicably remembered a passage in his mind, do you want to be like this for the rest of your life? Or do you want to be a hero for three minutes?

Wayne's answer was that he didn't want to be a hero, because heroes die too easily, and it doesn't matter if he scolds him for stealing his life, all he has to do is survive.

The lake ahead lit up the anxious Wayne's eyes, and he barely hesitated to jump in, because the zombies couldn't swim.

Stepping on the water and looking at the helpless zombies on the shore, Wayne couldn't help laughing and raised a middle finger at them, and the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe will always be accompanied by some venting.

At this time, Wayne had the leisure to care about whether the creeper's explosion restored those materials, and the answer was that it was directly blown up, which was undoubtedly bad news. Of course, the good news is not without it, that is, the zombie experience killed by the creeper blew up made him go from level 0 to level 2, with 2 more skill points.

At this moment, Wayne discovered a new continent, and now he doesn't have the ability to fight against so many zombies, so why not attract those creepers to help him solve them?

Thinking of this, Wayne suddenly had an idea in his heart.

He began to cautiously lean towards the shore where the creeper was, and when the sound of the fuse burning, he instantly dived to the bottom of the water, and then resurfaced, and in an instant the green experience came madly towards him.

Relying on this method, in the midst of the flesh and blood, Wayne raised his level to level 5.

Some people will say, this is a system BUG, right? And how could the system allow Wayne to keep exploiting loopholes? The experience of a solo kill is bound to be much higher, and the result of this method of farming experience is that the experience value will gradually decrease.

Soon, Wayne discovers that the zombies killed by the self-destructing monster no longer have experience balls flying out, which is undoubtedly the system forcing him to face the difficulties in front of him alone, either choose to soak in the water for the night, or fight his way out.

Wayne gritted his teeth, and 2 of the new 5 skills were on the bare hands, and the remaining 3 were on the swordsmanship.

Instantly, the system prompts an increase of 2 Strength, 1 Agility, and 1 Constitution.

It turns out that learning skills can improve attributes? This discovery gave Wayne some insight into the 'gameplay' of this 'game'.

In high spirits, he drew his stone sword, and Wayne walked towards the shore step by step, "Experiencers, see how grandpa came to take you in!" ”

Frontal battles are imminent, and in order to live, to become stronger and better to survive, killing is essential!

Silently reciting the words of the middle two, Wayne cut off the head of a zombie in front of him, and resisted the urge to vomit, he continued to look for his next target.

An hour later, Wayne was free from the corpses, gasping alone in a cave he had enclosed, his sweaty and confused face reflected by the torches he had placed.

Killing zombies just now made him rise to level 7, even if these zombies are no longer human, but the appearance that resembles a human and the appearance before death must also be human, and he is equivalent to killing people in disguise.

How long has it been? So much has happened in just one day.

The wooden house can't go back now, and the corpses outside the cave haven't left yet, but Wayne can't sleep, because he is afraid that he will be eaten by zombies in his sleep. The second is because the brain is too messy.

After joy, there is sorrow, the so-called life is too fast, it is simply exciting.