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(Reply: In the interstellar era, industrial hydrogen bombs used to blow up asteroids are generally only usable for more than 200 years because the transportation time is affected by the distance. After all, if you travel far, you have to be frozen in a refrigerator, and it will take dozens or hundreds of years. The service life of a nuclear bomb is too short and it is easy to have problems.)
(Re: Why not use a matter disruptor or a Star Destroyer?)
(Reply: Do you use thermobaric bombs directly instead of detonators and TNT for construction at your site?)
(Reply: Then how do you know for sure that a 120 billion ton hydrogen bomb is used to destroy an asteroid?)
(Reply: Because unless we reach the interstellar age, it is simply impossible for humans to extract such a large amount of thermonuclear materials.)
In short, there will always be nitpickers in any world...
"What's going on?"
Kalista looked at the system she had borrowed for free from an online article with a confused look on her face. The percentage bar that showed the players' exploration progress...
"I remember that the difficulty I set wasn't very high, so why hasn't anyone passed the novice tutorial and started building a base yet?"
Miss Succubus, who had no idea about the strength of ordinary players, seemed to have no idea how perverted the setting of her rampaging zombie tide was.
After all, for the system, the zombies that can destroy the player's base and even chase the player all over the world should be like running 4 meters in seconds, with a speed of up to miles per hour, like a husky running away. Not only that, some mutant zombies are as strong as bulls, jumping more than ten meters on the spot, and will explode when rushing into the player group. If the corpse is not cleaned up after death, they will be resurrected in minutes.
At least, in the impression of the host, zombie-themed games are basically like this. As for how many different game settings it comes from...what does it have to do with a system without emotions?
The host has already said that the zombies need to be strong, strong enough to pin the player to the ground and beat him. Then why not just combine the advantages of all the zombies in the opponent's memory?
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Even so, there are many people on the forum who like this tune.
"To be honest, as a Souls player, I really love this game."
"Last night, when I was challenging the zombies for the 75th time, I noticed several meteors streaking across the sky. I used a reconnaissance satellite to check and found that they were zombies too!"
"About the time I found the zombie X-Men in New York."
"The ultimate proof! This is a zombie universe with a mixed worldview!"
So how on earth did you guys get from Atlanta to New York and get a reconnaissance satellite?
"Thank you for the invitation. It has been confirmed that you can carry items in real life with you and use them after entering the game."
"I received a personal teleportation terminal, multi-dimensional compatible, with its own price."
Good guy...
In the interstellar age, humans may become the biggest winner.
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(PS: Think for a moment, then randomly capture a reader and take it home to eat...)
Chapter 196: Heaven Comes
The planet was destroyed, the scholars were in despair, the only son survived, and was adopted by a kind person...
"Kyle, has he stayed in the sun since he came back?"
"I don't know, but he doesn't look well. He looks confused and dazed. I don't know what he has been through in the multiverse over the years."
"I think at least someone should comfort him."
"Of course I know, but...how should I do it?"
"How about we start by ringing the doorbell of the Fortress of Solitude?"
......
At the same time, in the world of Resident Evil that has been transformed into a game by the system.
"Is everyone here?"
The man wearing a mechanical exoskeleton and a tactical helmet asked after he saw that there were finally no new teleportation sequences appearing around him.
"Hmm... there are 17 of us in total, so we should be all here."
The nobleman, dressed in a white noble robe and holding a shining sword in his hand, was still a little hesitant after looking around.
"Forget it, let's do this for now."
Hearing this, the man wrapped in a mechanical exoskeleton sighed.
They are loyal players of this apocalyptic survival game. After their first experience, they have become addicted to this extremely thrilling adventure. Whether it is ordinary people in peacetime, nobles in the magic continent, or interstellar citizens traveling between the universe, most people may never experience this pure adventure in their entire lives. People in peacetime may be mediocre and live on that small piece of land. The nobles in the magic continent never need to earn glory and money by fighting for life and death like ordinary adventurers. Not to mention among the stars, the depth of the universe background only brings an extremely perverse, black fear that seems like death...
But excitement is only excitement after all. After a normal person faces a zombie tide and is slaughtered several times, he will definitely want to find a teammate. Finally, a Star Age player who has developed space teleportation equipment took the lead and established a special black group on the forum.
As for playing with friends, once you have done it once, you will do it countless times. After all, the most popular games in today's era are still those with social functions. Although, in this extremely difficult game, there is no official social function, and since everyone comes from different universes, offline communication is not easy to achieve. But since someone discovered the strange setting that they seem to be able to bring various props from reality, the problem of not being able to find teammates and fighting against the zombies alone has been perfectly solved...
Anyway, this transmission terminal thing is very expensive for some people, but for some people, it is extremely cheap.
For example, this noble young man from the magic continent holding a shining sword is one of those who has a mine at home. He took out a bunch of magic materials and gave one to everyone in the group who couldn't afford a teleportation terminal. Even if the other party's skills are really bad, with such financial resources, he can be the group's favorite.
"The current time is 10:57 p.m., and that strange meteor will streak across the night sky of Central City at 11: p.m. Some people say it is some kind of satellite, and some say it is a zombie wandering in the universe. So this time, our goal is to find out what that thing is."
Discovering all the unknown things is also one of the ways to play the game. Just like competitive players who are driven by utilitarianism and FPS players who are driven by the desire to kill as many people as possible. In a completely unfamiliar new world, curiosity... will naturally evolve into a certain driving force.
"Check that the backpacks are full, check the weapons and ammunition, and we'll set off at 11 o'clock."
The man who had resolutely become the team leader spoke as he adjusted his mechanical exoskeleton.
People from a dozen different worlds have the same goal at this moment.
Some of them are hotel managers, some are college students, some are magical nobles, and some are mercenaries.
People of different identities, occupations, genders, races and ages gathered together.
Just for...
Decipher the existence of an urban legend in that forum————a strange meteor called the Wanderer.
"I'd bet on a habitable planet, that thing must be some kind of artificial satellite."
A man with a big belly in a driving armor looked excited. He was a governor of the Federation Star Region. This was the first time he went out on an adventure with his friends without his fleet.
"Given the technology of this world, I'm afraid it's impossible to make a satellite that fast."
The person who answered was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a white researcher's uniform.
"Maybe it's biotechnology? The virus that broke out here already has some flavor of a doomsday weapon."
Young men who looked like college students also came over, and the group started chatting.
"Uh... I understand every word you said, but when you put them together I have no idea what you are saying!"
The confused magic noble felt that he was somewhat out of tune with this group of people.
"Anyone want some Maltesers?"
The girl holding up the marshmallows in her hand is trying hard to make her presence felt.
"Wait, that meteor seems to have arrived early!"
The mercenary holding the optical telescope suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky where a white dot was flashing.
A strange meteor streaked across the inky black sky, and the seven-color spectrum enveloped the strange figure, revealing a white glow...
"That is!"
In an instant, everyone's enthusiasm was ignited.
Some of them took photos, some took videos.
Even the pot-bellied governor of the star region drove his drive armor and prepared to fly up to take a look.
As the light continued to grow larger, they seemed to see a red cloak in a trance.
"Is that a plane?"
Someone spoke.
"Is that a bird?"
The girl looked a little confused.
"No! That's!!!"
The college student suddenly became excited and waved his arms at the shooting star.
A resolute face came with the hurricane, a red cape, a blue uniform, underwear worn outside, and a huge S-shaped logo on the chest...
The man with gray hair on his temples slowly descended from the sky like a god. Even his wrinkled face could not conceal his aura that was like the sun.
"Children, can you tell me...what exactly happened on this planet?"
At this moment, the kingdom of heaven has come.
(PS: Start messing around!)
(PS2: Then he stretched out a hand, put it in the bowl and started waiting for the tickets...)
Chapter 197 Eiffel Palace
"This is... really bad."
She casually wiped away the zombies that accidentally bumped into her, and the woman in black nano-cluster stood in the tide of zombies. But like Moses parting the sea, all the zombies subconsciously avoided this sudden appearance.
The constant sound of gunfire between buildings and the frantic running of zombies all indicate that this city is not at peace.
"Mixed worldview? It seems that this is indeed a new universe that I have never been to. Then, can you tell me?"
As she spoke, she turned to look at the phone screen.
"You, what are you looking at?"
......
It seems that no one has completed the tutorial, which makes our Kalista a little autistic. He began to doubt whether he really has the ability to make a hit game.
"It shouldn't be like this. This is obviously the simplest open world game. I didn't set any difficult main quests or complicated side quests. Why is this happening? Could it be that I'm not suitable for making a doomsday survival game? But a soul-based game?"
Calista, who had no idea that she was backstabbed by the system, was still doubting her life.
"Actually... I don't think there's any problem with the difficulty."
Isayama Yomi in the chat group scratched her face slightly in embarrassment. This was not the first time that the other party had complained about this kind of thing in the group, but since many people had no idea what video games were, she had to speak up to comfort them.