The more you don’t have, the more you want. Humans are such strange creatures.

Hunting down living corpses and alien beasts to protect the base city is the responsibility of the evolved people, and it is also a matter of pride. Ordinary people built such a living corpse shooting range inside the base city, and the evolved people rolled their eyes and cursed so many times.

In their view, these ordinary people who have enough to eat and have a lot of money to support their heads are simply enjoying themselves, which is inexplicable.

If you want to fight against living corpses, grandpas, why don't you take you to the wilderness? You can get as much as you want, and I guarantee you'll have a blast.

This group of rich kids will definitely not go into the wilderness. Even in the living corpse shooting range, there are very few cases where protective measures are not provided for the living corpses, almost none.

The lack of daily necessities and entertainment activities in the base city left these energetic souls with nowhere to vent.

Looking for excitement and wanton indulgence are the eternal themes, and the zombie shooting range has become the best choice. Who doesn't want to show courage and be a hero in front of a lot of beautiful sisters waiting to be married?

"Brother Chou, why am I looking at that living corpse?"

The big man Xia Zhonghui scratched his head, and it started to snow on his scalp.

Pointing at the living corpse in isolation room No. 1, he said confusedly, "It seems to be different from just now!"

Lin Chou sat on the ground and stared at the shooting range in a daze. Hearing this, he looked towards isolation room No. 1.

This living corpse was shriveled, wrinkled like pine bark, without a trace of hair. The lower body was wearing large white linen pants from the Research Institute. The upper body was dim blue-black for some unknown reason. Its eyes were staring at the big man.

The white pupils reveal a frightening bloodshot vein.

"Pyramid tumor!!" Lin Chou glanced at it for a few times, then his expression changed.

The pine cone-shaped spiral bulge bulged out from the shoulder socket on the back of this living corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it had grown to the size of a fist. It kept squirming with the breathing of the living corpse and looked very disgusting.

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Pyramid tumors are an obvious feature of the secondary mutation of a living corpse. The sudden appearance of such things on the back of a living corpse means that this living corpse will mutate into a more terrifying existence within a few hours.

No matter what kind of mutation it is, to ordinary people showing off their strength at the shooting range, it is tantamount to the beckoning sign of death.

"Buzz!"

A dull buzzing sound sounded, and the outer switch automatically opened. The already extremely irritable zombies rushed out of the switch, entered the shooting range, and scattered in all directions.

The mutating living corpse glanced at the big man with its blood-red eyes, then jumped towards the shooting range and disappeared from the sight of the two in just three seconds, more than ten times faster than the same kind.

"Groundwalker!"

The Groundwalker is an agile secondary mutated zombie, known for its elusive speed and infrared vision. It is one of the most terrifying killers in the wilderness.

"How could that happen?" Lin Chou was stunned.

With a moving speed that is almost invisible to the naked eye, the zombie shooting range usually uses ordinary zero-level zombies, but this is a second-level ground walker!!

The big man stared blankly at the fifty switches that were wide open, "Brother Chou, it's over! It's over! I will never be able to eat at the shooting range again! They will fire me!"

I'm afraid there won't be such a good thing as expulsion.

Even if the people inside were just scratched a little, Lin Chou and Xia Dasha would definitely be torn into pieces.

The big man muttered to himself with a frown on his face, and Lin Chou was already scolding her at this time.

It’s over!

Do you want to run away?

In addition to living corpses, the wilderness and wasteland outside the base city also have various mutated plants and mutated beasts. Even an evolved man with amazing strength is not willing to stay for one more minute at night outside the base city. Ordinary people like him leave

There is no difference between base city and suicide.

If they don't run away, I'm afraid the relatives of these second-generation children will not give up easily. If they want to kill themselves, it will be no more difficult than crushing a reptile.

As for hiding, haha, the base city is so big, it has become an independent kingdom...

Lin Chou didn't think that this group of people could survive the claws of the Groundwalker.

After the shooting range was opened, it entered the isolation process. Even the isolation room where the two of them were located was inaccessible. The shooting range was surrounded by smooth walls more than 11 meters high, with a three-meter tribulus power grid above them. Unless a lift was built,

, otherwise there is absolutely no possibility of entering. This height has exceeded the ability limit of most awakened people and mutants, and rescue has become a luxury. What's more, in a training hall, how can there be high-level awakened people and mutants?

Except for the isolation room…

...

At the very back of the terrace, in a large and comfortable VIP box, two maids stood quietly behind a sofa covered with snow-white fur. An Eight Immortals table with a dull glaze, which looked a little older at first glance, had a faint scent of tea floating on it.

The young man sitting on the sofa, with his majestic eyebrows and extraordinary temperament, sipped tea and said calmly, "Pu'er tea bricks from 1,100 years ago... magical things. I really yearn for the life before the catastrophe!"

Next to him, the old man in a green robe standing quietly smiled when he heard the words, "Young Master, what's wrong with the catastrophe? Before that, human beings lived a mediocre life and were weak, and they were afraid of encountering the worst mutated guinea fowl.

Can it cost you your life?"

The young man shook his head gently, "Master Song, you don't understand... Huh??"

The old man known as Master Song didn't even dare to say anything. Seeing the strange expression on the young man's face, he followed his line of sight into the shooting range and frowned, "A mutating crawler? The eldest lady is in danger! Do you want it?"

..."

The young man lowered his head, carefully observed the patterns on the Eight Immortals Table, and said for a long time, "Wait a minute, my sister, you are so playful!"

Master Song was stunned when he heard this, and then the expression on his face lightened, "Yes!"

The young man raised his head, looking as if through the high wall of the living corpse shooting range, looking at a place deep in the Mingguang Base City. "My father, does it matter to you whether you are a mutant or an awakened person?"

...

The Mingguang Tactical Training Hall is named after the word Mingguang, which proves that this venue has an unusual background and an excellent location, located in the most prosperous neighborhood of Shangcheng District.

Shangcheng District is crowded with luxury, feasting, and extremely strict management. Monthly point cards for ordinary people, and permanent cards for awakened people and mutants are not so much passes or proof of strength, but colored warning signs. In Shangcheng District,

, the use of force is strictly prohibited.

How can the arrogant awakened people and mutants accept this kind of differential treatment and colored vision?

The place where a large number of awakened mutants really gather is outside the Lower City, a place called the outer city. That is the paradise for evolved people such as awakened mutants.

In fact, there are many Dagui people in Shangcheng District, but few evolved people live here. Even if they do, they all perform their duties and are very busy.

The shooting range received a warning from Lin Chou, and there was nothing they could do except to send them around in a panic. It was extremely embarrassing. The snipers ambush outside the shooting range were used to deal with ordinary living corpses. The twice-mutated agile groundwalkers avoided the snipers.

Guns and bullets are as simple as eating and drinking, and are completely useless.

In the dimly lit office, a fat man with two gold teeth sat on a gorgeous tiger-print leather chair and smoked his cigar anxiously. The fragrant smoke did not allow him to sort out the mess in his mind.

"Qingyu and Zhong Nan can't do it either?"

In front of the office door, a woman with a hot figure and tight-fitting leather clothes and leather trousers outlined her voluptuous curves nodded. Her voice was hoarse and charming, "Zhong Nan is a power mutant. Even if he enters the shooting range, he can't protect himself, but he can't save others.

His neurological reaction speed is simply unable to prevent the Groundwalker from sneak attacks on ordinary people."

The fat man with gold teeth put out his cigar on the table, and the hot cigarette butt burned a trail of pungent black smoke on the table. "Damn it, just die if you die. A few shabby things, a living corpse shooting range, no blood at all."

How can scenes and accidents be more enthusiastically sought after?"

The woman sneered, "You're very courageous! I'm leaving first...my brother Chou is such a smart little guy!"

The fat man smiled wretchedly, "Miss Qingyu, how about...you try it?"

"hehe."

The fat man rolled his eyes and couldn't help but cursed, "Nang Xipi, if it weren't for the negligence of those two silly boys, how could that mutated reptile get into the shooting range?"

There was a vague fluctuation in the air, as if a hot invisible flame was rising, and the fat man's eyebrows suddenly lost a piece.

"Uh, it's nothing, just go and get busy first!"

Under the dim light, the woman's emerald eyes rolled playfully, captivated, and then she walked out and said, "Humph!"

The fat man let out a low sigh of relief. This woman was getting more and more murderous.

"No, it's not good! Lin Chou, Lin Chou and Xia Fool rushed into the shooting range through the electric door of the isolation room!!!"

The fat man suddenly stood up, "What?!"

An employee rushed into the office out of breath. Qingyu, a woman with cat-like pupils, lifted the male employee's neck with one hand and said, "What did you say?"

A chilling heat filled the entire space.

The male employee's lips were trembling and his face turned red. "I...I..."

"The two-way switch in the quarantine area... After the zombies are out, the outward switch can be opened manually..."

The fat boss with gold teeth screamed, wailing like a dead father and mother, "These two idiots, I... are a piece of shit!"

Ignorance and inaction are two very different concepts. In short, the fat boss was tricked by two little bastards this time.

His stupidity is all in vain.

…

Idiot Xia muttered something, manually opened the reverse iron door of the living corpse isolation room, and rushed in, holding a five-meter-long corpse pole in his hand.

Lin Chou's eyes were cracked, "You idiot Xia, damn! Why the hell do you come out here!! Do you want your life?!"

"I want to save people, something big happens! If someone dies, they will fire me! The food at the shooting range is good! It's better than at home! I don't want to leave!!"

Lin Chou was almost mad at this stubborn fool. Can you save people if you go in?

Are you going to feed the living corpse with your two hundred kilograms of shank meat?
Chapter completed!