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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nThe streets of the city were filled with wandering zombies. At first glance, half of them were Tier 1 mutated zombies!

nThere were also Tier 2 mutated zombies everywhere.

n‘There were even a few red shadows darting about in the alley.

nTier 2 Lickers!

n‘Mo Jiawei’s face turned pale.

nHe somewhat regretted participating in this mission.

nIt was clearly labelled as an SSS-level mission. Why was there such a big difference?

n‘Mo Jiawei took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions.

nIt was too late to retreat now.

nHe glanced at Fang Heng.

nThis time, Mo Jiawei was even more confused.

nWhat the hell!

nWhy did God look so excited?

nFang Heng was indeed very excited. He also looked down from the helicopter.

nThis was great!

nThis city was simply a land of fortune!

nHow could you believe that there were so many Tier 1 mutated zombies?

n‘There were also a large number of Tier 2 mutated zombies among them!

nAmazing, amazing!

nFang Heng clenched his fists in excitement.

n‘Those were all survival points!

nThey were all evolution crystals!

nThis was a rare opportunity!

nJoining the Dark Knights was indeed the right choice!

n‘Mo Jiawei was increasingly unable to fathom this God.

n“Fang Heng, this mission is too terrifying.”

n“Yes, indeed.”

nFang Heng looked out of the window and replied, “Risk also means opportunity.”

n“Fang Heng, my talent ability is to assist in tracking the weakness of the target. It can obtain information about the target as well as their weaknesses.”

n“Other than that, it can also be set to track a target for a short period.”

n“also, I’m not good at combat.”

nFang Heng glanced at Mo Jiawei.

n“Not bad, it’s an S-level talent, right?”

nIn just a few sentences, Fang Heng immediately determined that Mo Jiawei’’s skills were very valuable!

nHis support-type ability was extremely strong!

n“Yeah.”

n‘Mo Jiawei nodded, “Fang Heng, are you a combat-type?”

n“Ican be considered half a combat-type. I’m a support-type like you. I’m especially good at collecting resources.”

nIn the game, some players chose to keep their talent skills confidential, but when it came to combat ability, most players were willing to share relevant information.

nAfter all, it was a PVE game. In most cases, the risk was lower and the benefits were greater.

n“Ah… I’m going to suffer…”

nMo Jiawei held his forehead, feeling even more distressed.

nHe had thought that Fang Heng was a God with combat-type talent.

nIn such a dangerous environment and with such a difficult mission, it had to be two support-type players…

nHow was this game supposed to be played!

n‘Mo Jiawei couldn’t play anymore.

nFang Heng knew what Mo Jiawei was worried about. He chuckled in his heart, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He pointed to a helicopter outside the window.

nFang Heng recognized this helicopter. It was the Team 9 helicopter that Barker was riding on, Serial No. 009.

n“Don’t be afraid. Look, I think our regiment commander is very powerful. He has the rank of Colonel and can fight very well. We just need to follow behind him. When the time comes, it will be as easy as playing catch-up…”

n“Boom!

nWhile Fang Heng was speaking, a sound of an explosion resounded throughout the cabin.

nThen, the helicopter shook violently!

n“What on earth?”

n“What happened?”

nThe members of the Dark Knights were also affected.

nEveryone immediately looked out of the window to observe the situation.

nNot far in front of Fang Heng’s helicopter.

nThe No. 009 plane that Fang Heng pointed at had completely lost control!

n‘The tail of the plane was on fire as it spun rapidly and fell into the city below.

n‘The damage to the tail was not caused by mechanical failure!

n“Brother!!!”

nLucia, who was in the co-pilot’s seat, shouted at the crashed plane and watched it fall into the city below.

n“This…”

nFang Heng opened his mouth and quickly poked his head out to look below the helicopter.

nAt the intersection in the centre of the city, there was a human-shaped monster that was over two meters tall.

nHe was carrying a large rocket launcher on his shoulder.

nTyrant?!”

nFang Heng was shocked.

nTier 4 mutated creature-Tyrant!

n‘Mo Jiawei also followed Fang Heng’s gaze and looked down at the street.

nHis face instantly turned pale.

n“It’s not Tyrant.”

nMo Jiawei reached out a hand to cover his left eye.

nThe detailed information of Tyrant immediately appeared in his right eye.

n“Nemesis T-type.”

n“The product of implanting ne-a cells into Tyrant T103 (mass-produced type).”

n“When ne-a grows into an adult, it will take over Tyrant T103’s brain and destroy its prefrontal lobe to form a second brain.”

n“ne-a will transform Tyrant’s body internally and rearrange its neural circuits.”

n“The parasite has given Tyrant a stronger body, reaction and regeneration ability that far surpasses the T103. It has also given it the intelligence of an ordinary person.”

n“The nemesis can operate rocket launchers, revolving machine guns and other heavy weapons in battle.”

n“Apart from the powerful regeneration ability and the parasite’s enhanced tentacle attacks, the nemesis does not have any other special enhancements.”

n‘Mo Jiawei put down his hand that was covering his left eye and turned to look at Fang Heng with a bitter expression.

n“This is troublesome. It’s a Tier 4 mutated zombie!”

n“Wait a minute, what’s the ‘ne-a’ you mentioned just now?”

nFang Heng was confused.

nHe didn’t have any information related to the ‘‘ne-a’ in his memory.

nFrom Mo Jiawei’s description, it looked like a parasite?

n‘Was it a parasite similar to a vine zombie?

nIt sounded like a very powerful thing.

nCould he modify his zombie clone as well?

n“I don’t know, it’s information provided by the skill…”

n“Boom!!!”

n‘Mo Jiawei had just finished speaking when his feet shook violently again!

nNot far away from their helicopter, a second helicopter exploded in the air!

nThe blast from the explosion at close range caused the helicopter to shake!

nMo Jiawei’s face was pale.

nHe was so nervous that he was trembling.

n“Don’t panic.”

nFang Heng was not panicking. He felt that according to the game’s settings, it should not be necessary for the mission to give him the death penalty right from the start.

nHe remained calm and patted Mo Jiawei’s shoulder to comfort his teammate. He even joked.

n“At least we’re lucky. Think about it, if we took those two helicopters, won’t we be screwed?”

n‘Mo Jiawei didn’t say anything. He looked down, his eyes full of fear.

nHe pointed down with a trembling finger.

n“Fang Heng, I beg you, don’t try to console me.”

nFang Heng’s heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked down.

n‘Tyrant was carrying a rocket launcher on his shoulder, and he aimed it at the helicopter Fang Heng was riding on.

n“F*ck!”

nFang Heng wanted to give himself two slaps.

nHe felt like he had talked too much today.

nHow could it be so vicious?

n“Quick! Rise! Rise!”

nSeeing Tyrant’s strange movements, the NPCs in the helicopter shouted one after another, directing the helicopter to dodge upwards, hoping to escape Tyrant’s rocket launcher’s range.

nNo matter what, it could still affect his accuracy!

n“Shoosh!”

nA rocket flew out from the rocket launcher on Tyrant’s shoulder.

n“Boom!!!”

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