All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards

Chapter 63 Various zombies spend their time peacefully
The joy of successful cultivation immediately filled Wang Zhifan's heart, but in addition to being happy at this moment, he also felt a little tired. After all, he had just practiced in a dream for ten consecutive hours, which consumed a lot of mental energy.

"It's time for me to really rest. I practiced in my dream for a long time the night before entering this dungeon, and now I'm really a little tired."

As soon as he had a thought, he controlled the dream self in front of him that looked exactly like him to disappear in an instant. This is a specialized ability of the dream self. They can directly return to Wang Zhifan's dream within a certain range around the dream master. If Wang Zhifan needs it, he can release them again at any time.

This is talking about them, not it, because the number of dream egos produced by the Great Dream Sword Sutra is not unique, and there is not even a real upper limit on the number. How many dream egos there can be depends entirely on the ability of the cultivator. and demand. If a cultivator is very powerful and thinks he can control it, he can create 1 dream selves at once.

I took back the first dream I had practiced, and Wang Zhifan then sat on the sofa and started to replenish energy.

He took out canned salted fish, canned beef, canned fruit, potato chips and other ingredients from his personal space. He also took out bottles of purified water, cola, fruit wine and other drinks, and started eating and drinking very leisurely.

If the current indoor environment hadn't become darker as the sun set outside, and there was a rotten smell surrounding a large number of zombies, he might actually be enjoying it now.

But in such a highly dangerous catastrophic dungeon, ordinary players would be grateful if they could pass the level alive. No one would find fault with the surrounding environment. Wang Zhifan is so blessed that he can sit in the boss's room and drink by himself. There is nothing to complain about.

After a while, as Wang Zhifan filled his stomach, he saw the moon rising in the sky outside the glass curtain wall of the room. The moonlight was quite bright, replacing the sun during the day and lighting up the city of zombies.

He then got up from the sofa and walked to the glass curtain wall. He looked at the streets outside through the windows and found that the nearby streets, which had fewer zombies during the day due to the cleaning up of some players, became lively again at night. , and it is quite lively. It can be said that the number of zombies wandering on the streets has doubled compared to when they were not cleaned up during the day!
"This really looks like a swarm of zombies... It seems that this dungeon is more dangerous at night than during the day. I wonder if all the eleven players have found a hiding place."

At this moment, Wang Zhifan was observing the zombies swarming in the streets of the city under the moonlight outside the window, while thinking in his heart.

His eyesight was very good, and he could clearly see the appearance of large groups of zombies nearby by relying on the bright moonlight. Then he discovered that at this night, some types of zombies that he had never seen during the day had appeared.

For example, right below the boss's room on the third floor of the commercial building where he is now, among the large number of zombies wandering on the street, there is a bloated zombie with a large stereo on its shoulders. It is slowly moving forward. Carrying a huge speaker on its fat body, it kept tinkering with the buttons of the speaker with its fingers, as if it wanted to use this speaker to play some beautiful music, but unfortunately, its efforts were obviously in vain. For use, a single speaker can only be a waste product without the power supply and other supporting equipment.Near the huge stereo zombie, Wang Zhifan also found a short zombie holding two kitchen knives, a tall zombie carrying a large chainsaw, and a zombie that was constantly throwing some kind of solid sphere that looked like a shot put in his hand. Fat zombie, he even saw a zombie in military uniform who seemed to be holding a gun in his hand, but he didn't know if the weapon in that guy's hand could really fire.

"How can zombies have so many tricks? If there are really zombies that can shoot, the players will be out of luck."

In Wang Zhifan's personal opinion, zombies are basically humanoid corpse beasts. Except for some special individual abilities that may be special, most of them rely on the most primitive physical attacks with bare hands or bites with their mouths, usually in terms of quantity rather than The quality has gained an advantage, but judging from the street scene he is observing now, the zombies in this catastrophe copy are definitely not that simple. Many of them have already broken away from the category of ordinary zombies just by looking at their appearance.

"Except for the large swaths of zombies wandering around outside, there is no light other than the moonlight, and there is not even a single player. Obviously everyone knows that it is best to hide and avoid the sharp edges at this time... I also It’s time for a good rest.”

Wang Zhifan thought so, then turned around and flattened the sofa against the wall to make it look like a simple bed. Then he took out two sets of quilts and a large pillow he got from the supermarket from his personal space. One layer of quilt was used to cover him, and he lay down on the bed very comfortably and started to rest.

Considering that the current environment is not absolutely safe and he needs to be on guard against leader-level monsters that may appear at any time, Wang Zhifan once again fell asleep through the meditation method of reciting the Dream Sword Sutra silently in his heart, because in this state he could observe the outside world with his eyes closed. However, he was already a little tired mentally and did not intend to practice, so he released the preliminary dream self in the dream and let it block the door of this room.

Mengwo is an existence similar to a spiritual clone trained by a practitioner of the Dream Sword Sutra. At the low and intermediate stages, it is completely unable to act independently. It is just an empty shell and requires all control by the dream master, the practitioner himself. , but there are three advantages to releasing the dream self, that is, as an extension of the dream owner's body, the dream self can expand the dream owner's perception range, can attract part of the enemy's attention on behalf of the dream owner, and can penetrate physical obstacles at will. A certain amount of attack capability allows Wang Zhifan to better deal with threats that may suddenly come from the outside world.

After making these preparations, Wang Zhifan then fell asleep in the special dream created by the Dream Sword Sutra meditation method. He did not build any dream scene for himself, but just let the dream be classified as the purest blank, and did not start. After practicing the second dream self, he completely relaxed his spirit, as if he was having that kind of dreamless sleep, which could soothe his spirit very efficiently.

After such a night, Wang Zhifan spent the first day of the dungeon, which was quite peaceful for him, and came to the second day of the catastrophe dungeon.

(End of this chapter)