Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Chapter 70 Welcome to the Ogre Mutual Aid Association
At the gate on the east side of the community.

From time to time, skeletons with flashing soul fire dragged various corpses into the gate with one hand.

The black bloodstains criss-crossing and dragging out on the ground indicated that this place was not a good place.

Except for those second-hand plans that need to be buried.

Some of the corpses were gathered in the houses of the community, waiting for Qi Lin's call.

Qin Youyi jumped up and down and approached the two copper-bone warriors guarding the gate.

"Good afternoon, both of you!"

Qin Youyi waved his hands, with a smile on his face, he greeted the Bronze Bone Warrior familiarly: "I have something to do with my cousin!"

Bronze Bone Warrior didn't respond as usual.

Qin Youyi just laughed: "I'll go in if you two don't speak!"

Qin Youyi, who walked into the gate of the community, was surprised to find that the man in black behind him was still following him.

"Could it be that you also came to seek refuge with your cousin?"

Qin Youyi muttered in confusion, "Damn it! Is my cousin famous?"

Then he shouted at the man in black: "Dude, are you here to find your cousin too?"

Qi Lin controlled the black warrior and nodded without speaking.

Qin Youyi pondered in his heart: "This buddy is good at skills, and it's not bad to be recruited into the cousin's team."

So he said proudly: "Well, don't wander around here, cousin is a little insecure."

It might also be because he was afraid that the man in black would be upset, Qin Youyi thought for a while and added: "Wait a while, I'll go and talk to my cousin, so that the two elder brothers who are guarding the door will let you in."

Before Qin Youyi finished speaking, he saw the black warrior striding into the community, but the copper bone warrior did not stop him.

Qin Youyi was stunned for a moment, he had never seen Qi Lin rushing in a certain direction in a hurry to find his relatives.

According to what he found in the past few days, Qi Lin has been steadily advancing towards the city.

This buddy shouldn't be a relative of Qi Lin, right?

Qin Youyi asked the two gatekeepers with a confused face, "What's the matter with you two? Why did you put this in when we met for the first time?"

"You two won't cpu crash, will you?"

Qi Lin: .
The black warrior Heifeng's hoarse voice sounded: "I am my cousin's long-lost cousin."

Qin Youyi blinked, but said nothing.

After Qi Lin asked Hei Feng to say something casually, he gave the last order to Hei Feng and then lost consciousness: "From now on, your identity outside is my cousin, I am your cousin, you go to assist Qin Youyi Find the mutant and kill him, kill him, and bring back the potion and equipment."

"Follow my emperor's will!"

In the safe house on the other side of the complex.

Various fitness supplements are laid out on the table.

Qi Lin's consciousness returned to his body, and his bloodshot eyes opened.

I turned my head and glanced at the time: 10.23 am.
"It's been almost 10 minutes since the creatine and nitrogen pump were finished."

"It's time to start."

Qi Lin got up and walked to the corner, raised a 20KG dumbbell and started curling.

In recent days, he found that his real-time physical fitness data has been declining.

Qi Lin thought it was caused by not having a good rest, and everything was difficult at the beginning, and he had been making various plans before, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But the occasional cough in the past two days reminded him: your physique has begun to decline.

This made Qi Lin feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

He thought of the records in the inheritance information: usually those who practice this industry are weak in body, pale in complexion, distorted in mind, not close and suspicious of others.

Qi Lin had always felt that in this record, only the weak body needed attention.

After all, most necromancers should focus on summoning the undead.

Those magic curses and so on, just hand them over to the undead unit.

Fighting on the front lines in person doesn't fit the necromancer's style.

Hiding behind the Scourge and rubbing it secretly is the right way.

But now it seemed that there was something else he didn't know.

Although he didn't know exactly what was going on, it didn't affect Qi Lin's immediate recovery.

The spiritual special training these days has increased the mental power by 0.3.

Qi Lin, who had tasted the sweetness, felt that the hard work was not in vain, and at the same time, after discovering physical problems.

Immediately started special physical training.

The ghost boss who has read a lot of nutrition and fitness knowledge also found a lot of fitness supplements for him.

For example, creatine and nitrogen pumps in class A.

There are also various supplements such as branched chain amino acids.

Since having the ghost, Qi Linzhen has only been in charge of the helm, and the ghosts have handled many things well, sharing a lot of affairs for him.

Qi Lin who did five sets of ten curls in a row was dripping with sweat.

"This athletic performance is too poor."

"I'll buy some real-time physical fitness improvement medicine after I find the merchant, otherwise the real-time physical fitness will drop too much."

Qi Lin looked worried.

If the real-time physical fitness drops sharply, then the physical upper limit will also be lowered.

This reduction is permanent.

Even though Qi Lin had made preparations before, transforming himself into a lich who could resurrect indefinitely with all kinds of phylactery.

But he didn't want to die in the middle before the Lich appeared.

After resting for a minute, Qi Lin gritted his teeth and continued to lift the dumbbell.

"After [-] sets, I will do push-ups and pull-ups"

Tick.

Tick.

Beads of sweat kept dripping on the floor.

As the water droplets on the floor gathered into a pool.

Qi Lin's face quickly became pale and bloodless.

The exposed veins on the temples are also pulsating from time to time.

The beating frequency of the heart also kept rising.

Muscle soreness swept over, and with the special mental training, Qi Lin felt that his body was bloated and useless for a while.

The thin and fleshless hands hold the dumbbells tightly and repeat them repeatedly.
"Lich. Demon."

Qi Lin gritted his teeth, and recited the words to cheer himself up word by word: "Come out. After. First, transform the body."

His mind is filled with the pain of life, what the flesh-and-blood transformed Qi Lin has never discovered.

His hostility is slowly increasing.

And unintentionally.

I chose the path that almost all necromancers would go.

Wanda Plaza.

There aren't many advanced variants here.

There are only a dozen mutants hiding in dark corners, ready to hunt the survivors who come to find supplies.

However, at this moment, these hunters have been hunted down by the striker ghost old ten, and all of them have been killed.

With their help, No. 2 was assigned to the tenth black warrior, and now he has reached the twelfth level.

After the ghost old ten arranged the digging and burial, he floated to the distance to check the nearby terrain and prepare for the upcoming hunting of the demon species.

"Huh? Survivor?"

Old Ten was wandering around when he suddenly saw a group of survivors advancing from south to east in the distance.

There seemed to be something wrong with the leader, so the old ten quickly approached to check.

Almost all the survivors in the city who survived until now have given up some criticism.

Yelling, wearing high heels, etc. have all been abandoned by them.

How to survive is their pursuit.

There are many abandoned vehicles colliding with each other on the road.

These survivors in bed sheets bent over and hid behind the vehicle and moved forward cautiously.

Whenever there is a slight disturbance, they will immediately get down and use the car as a cover to cover their bodies.

Coupled with the unpleasant smell camouflage on the body, this method of travel can also hide some mutants.

At this moment, the old ten hovered quietly over the head of a leading survivor who had a pale face but acted quite swiftly.

Because Qi Lin told the ghosts to pay extra attention to some people and things.

Old Ten, who had witnessed an ogre, quickly identified the leading survivor as an ogre based on his appearance and other information!

As the ogre moved forward cautiously, it couldn't help turning its head and whispering to the terrified survivors: "Hurry up and follow!"

"Persevere, we will be at the Mutual Aid Club soon."

"There is hot water over there, and the supplies are fairly plentiful. There is a meal of meat every day."

Under the ogre's mask, Bai Sha pulled a strange smile on his face: "There's no need to be frightened."

Several survivors wiped the sweat from their foreheads and tried to keep up with their numb legs.

They are the kind-hearted elder brother I met this morning.

Originally hiding in a public toilet, they ran out of supplies and had to venture out to find food.

As a result, I encountered a mutant who had been squatting for a long time in a supermarket.

If it wasn't for the appearance of this eldest brother, I am afraid that several people would have died on the spot.

"In this world, there are still good people!"

A survivor speaks out the hearts of all.

Even though they have been marching for a whole morning, they are exhausted physically and mentally.

But seeing a better life ahead, everyone still had happy smiles on their faces.

After the old ten listened to the meeting again, he reported the situation here to Qi Lin.

Soon, it got Qi Lin's response: Keep an eye on them, Lao Jiu is on his way.

Time passed, twelve forty past noon.

The survivors soon arrived at the Xincheng International Building on the east side of Wanda.

The building was surrounded by various cement bunkers, and the exposed steel bars and traces on the ground told Lao Shi that these were built in the past two days.

Behind the three-meter-high bunker, bricks were stacked like steps.

On top of them stood an ogre with a pale face and a heavy machine gun in his hand.

They all wore masks and black sunglasses, and they looked very majestic.

Behind the bunker, there are a large number of army logos on the army green iron box where the ammunition is stored.

There are even two individual rpgs next to it.

Such bunkers criss-cross the building like canine teeth.

Under the leadership of the ogre, several survivors finally came to the position of the Mutual Aid Club.

"That's where the Mutual Aid is."

The ogre heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the successful return.

As the second leader of the Mutual Aid Society here, although he has eaten more than 20 people, his level is only level four.

But its physique attribute has been raised to more than thirteen points.

This level of physical fitness can already avoid the pistol bullets of ordinary people.

But what puzzled the second leader was that he found that since the physical attribute reached ten o'clock.

He often tested his strength and didn't find much increase in his strength.

This made him very puzzled. According to the big boss Zhao Bin, it seems that what is the protection of the Chosen One's personal module?

The second boss whose mental attributes have been declining frequently recently is very restless, and he doesn't know what's wrong.

The few survivors were like grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking around at these things that could only be seen on TV before.

Everyone quickly passed through the bunkers and came to the inner hall of the building.

All the furnishings in the spacious hall have been cleared.

Three wheeled armored vehicles were parked in the center of the hall.

The large-caliber machine gun mounted on it gave everyone a great sense of security.

In the hall, the ogre looked around.

He was very satisfied with the stunned expressions of these survivors.

clap clap!

The ogre clapped its palms and said to the crowd, "Everyone will be safe when we get here."

"Take a break and have something to eat. Someone will record your professional expertise later, and assign jobs to you later."

The ogre's words were reassuring to some wary survivors.

A survivor nudged his companion with an elbow and laughed in a low voice: "Look, people still record professional expertise, and assign jobs after dinner. You still say that being courteous for nothing is either rape or stealing."

"I see you are forced out of persecution paranoia by this shitty world!"

"Look at the big pot of meat brought by the fat man, darling, we haven't eaten hot food for many days, it's still hot meat!!!"

The companion looked at the person coming from the depths of the hall, carrying a large pot of meat and sneered: "Hey, it's a worldly trouble. It's not a big mistake to be careful!"

There was a muffled sound.

The big and round chef put the big basin full of hot meat on the ground.

He smiled kindly at the survivors: "Everyone has worked hard along the way, we have to help each other in this world, eat quickly, and assign jobs according to your specialties after eating."

"Oh, by the way, have any of you worked in the construction industry? Our bunker outside still needs to be reinforced and improved."

The chef's passionate words made the survivors unrestrained, and they grabbed the meat pieces in the pot and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Wow. It's delicious!" A survivor wearing glasses had a bulging mouth, and hot oil leaked from the corner of his mouth: "I used to be an architect, I can help"

Before the man with glasses finished speaking, he spit out the meat in his mouth with a puff.

He looked at the message just prompted on the panel in surprise: [Eat humans, get the ogre profession, the experience value is permanently fixed and cannot be obtained, and the skill imprints have all been forgotten. 】

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

The survivors squatted on the ground, scratching their throats frantically.

They have discovered that the experience value after their level has been fixed.

And a survivor yelled in horror: "Where is my F-level skill???"

For a while, there was a mess of porridge in the hall.

The chef and the second boss just watched quietly, and the mask covering the pale face was taken off at some point.

The two hugged their arms, with crazy smiles on the corners of their mouths.

"Welcome to the Ogre Mutual Aid Society."

"If you can't prove the value of your existence, then you can only help each other."

　I have been writing chapters yesterday

　　I wanted to sort out the list and put it on after I finished writing.

　　Never thought of the oolong incident.

　　Make it up today, thank you all for your tolerance for oatmeal.

　　2.17
　　Thanks: I finally have time to reward [-] starting coins!

　　This is the No. 19 consecutive day of rewards from the boss!

　　It's still [-] yuan!

　　Thank you for your continued support and encouragement!

　　The first protector-level book friend was born!good!

　　Thanks: A reward of [-] starting coins for a single-string guitar!

　　This is the first reward received,
　　Not much to say, next month will add an update for the single string!
　　Thanks: Yunyan Liunian's reward of [-] starting coins!
　　Thanks: Ten-year-old bookworm Longyi's
　　A reward of [-] starting coins!

　　Thanks: feel the pain of the world

　　A reward of [-] starting coins!
　　Thanks: HEIZHONGBAI's reward of [-] starting coins!

　　Thanks: Sanqian Yu Duchen's [-] starting point reward!

　　Thanks: Youyi's reward of [-] starting coins!

　　Thanks: a reward of 75 starting coins for [-]% alcohol!

　　Thanks: book friend 20190708232409063
　　A reward of [-] starting coins!

　　Thanks: A reward of [-] starting coins for nothing!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)