Chapter 1174: Doomsday Carnival (1)
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"It's coming, Your Majesty~"
The system laughed softly (flowers) and sprouts (branches) but (chaos) love (tremble), and greeted it happily.
Fenghua: "......"
What's going on with this "coming, brother" exact same tone?
Her Majesty the Empress couldn't help but have a black line, handed the system a disgusted look, and ordered: "Speak human words." β
The system puffed up his little face cutely, changed his tone, pursed his lips, and then began to report: "Your Majesty, your original favorability is 1102 points, plus 100 points in the previous world, you now have a total of 1202 favorability points~"
Fenghua nodded, with an indifferent face: "Oh." β
"Your Majesty, do you want to ......?"
"Don't."
Before he finished speaking, he was decisively rejected by Fenghua.
The system's 'Bang Bang' essence is attached to the upper body again: "Bang Bang~"
Her Majesty killed a monster with one punch.
The system had no choice but to shrug down his little face and say, "Start entering the next world......"
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Dizzy.
There was the sound of messy and hurried footsteps in my ears, and not far away there was a faint sound that resembled the roar of a wild beast......
"Let's go, let's go up."
"Hurry up! These monsters are coming to catch up! β
ββ¦β¦β
Fenghua was dizzy and felt like she was being dragged up the stairs.
The footsteps of a dozen people slammed heavily on the steps, making a rattling sound, hurried and messy.
Finally, the green paint peeling iron door "slammed" shut!
"Whew-"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
or collapsed on the ground without any image, or leaned against the wall panting, recovering his physical strength that was about to be overdrawn.
Fenghua was let go of his hand and tossed to the side to sit against the wall.
She endured the dizzy discomfort, her dark curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes slowly and with difficultyβ
This place seems to be a rooftop.
The surrounding terrain was very empty, and more than a dozen young men and women ran onto the rooftop, looking like college students.
Each of them still had a lingering horror on their faces, and their hair and clothes were disheveled, and they looked extremely embarrassed.
In particular, a boy in a white shirt with a baseball bat in his hand had black blood splattered on his body.
Fenghua frowned.
What the hell is this world?
ββ¦β¦ Brother Song, what should we do now? At this time, a boy who had fallen to the ground, rested enough to get up, swallowed his saliva at the boy with the baseball bat, and asked.
In his peripheral vision, he could clearly glimpse the green painted iron door of the rooftop, which was smashed.
That voice, really...... It's heart-pounding.
"We don't have water or food, and even if we don't get bitten to death by those monsters, we'll starve to death and die of thirst." Song Ming tiptoed the blood-stained baseball bat in his hand, walked a few steps, came to the rooftop and looked into the distance, and continued: "So, we have to get out of here. β
There was a girl in a dress with high heels, the makeup on her face was slightly blurred, her delicate curls were messy, and her appearance of biting her lip became more and more charming: "But, this is the sixth floor, how should we leave?" And there are a lot of these monsters down there......"
Pus and rotten, ugly faces, flesh blurred in the heat of the day with a strong stench of zombies, wandering around in droves, they are like fish on a chopping board, can only - let the monster slaughter!