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Apocalypse: System of lotteries

The Doomsday Game Descends In 12 hours, the world will enter a long night. The long night is nothing more than an inconvenience. Other than electricity, wireless communication, and modern technology, such as thermal weapons, which cannot be used, no other ecological environment will be negatively affected. You should work on improving yourself as soon as possible before the long night begins. It is imperative that you pay attention to those around you. It is possible that he or she will consume your brain in the next few seconds. By chance, Ming bound the Lottery System

FETI · Urban
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528 Chs

"What allure does the sewer hold for you?"

Mike, dragging a massive sword, charged into the horde of zombies with laughter. Every skill point he had was invested in strength. With one swing, multiple zombie heads rolled.

Suddenly, he spotted a bus. Ripping open its door, he darted inside. He positioned himself at the entrance, raising his shield, felling each advancing zombie with swift blows. He reminisced about the time he had ascended from rank 0 to 5 with just a bus. That was also the time he bonded with Big Brother.

Mike booted an attacking zombie out of the entrance and thrust his sword through another's head, bellowing, "Come on!"

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Hawkins, wielding a thin sword, and Alan, brandishing a long spear, were ruthlessly dispatching zombies with shattered eyeballs, stumbling about. Amidst the chaos, a large white rooster fluttered around, leaping and pecking at the zombies, hitting its mark every time.