Global Descent: 100×Reward

"Hmph, it's terrifying to have no knowledge. I'm a zombie in hell who was fortunate enough to enter the Zombie Temple and obtain the Zombie God's pardon contract."

Yang Fusheng said proudly.

Zombie Temple? A pardon contract?

Forestry's eyes flickered slightly.

So, the hell system is dominated by zombies?

There is also a pardon.

It is a contract scroll for disbanding zombies, and it should be something similar to a shared contract.

But this guy is still a zombie at present, obviously there are other external conditions that have not been met.

"Who is Zombie God and where is his temple? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Thinking of this, the forestry asked again.

"Zombie is"

Click!

The words haven't come out yet.

The next moment, a blood-colored lightning flashed down from the sky, instantly penetrating the bunker hall, and Yang Fusheng's whole body was split open.

The whole person turned into a touch of coke color, and the MP4 in his hand was smoking blue and was directly scrapped.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Yang Fusheng screamed and wailed, "My art, God damn it, I didn't say anything!!!"

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Lin Lin's face was speechless, he was about to be struck to death by lightning, and he was still in distressed MP4, why didn't he bombard you to death.

He shook his head, mind possessed by Lin Er.

"How much blood have you collected?"

"Two hundred and fifty boxes!" Lin Er said truthfully.

Two hundred and five. This number is really auspicious.

Forestry complained, but after careful calculation, a box of 20 liters, 5000 liters.

It was five times more than Yang Tianyou needed.

"So fast?"

Forestry was surprised, "Didn't you tell them that each person is limited to 100ml a day?"

Nowadays, most of them still go to the No. 2 bunker and guard the direction of the south, east, and northwest. There is no reason to be so fast.

"I said it, but some of them cut their wrists directly, cut into arteries, and the blood flowed non-stop. When the priest performed divine healing and life light rain, most of them donated blood that exceeded the standard by 2-5 times."

Lin Er smiled bitterly, for fear that the forestry department would misunderstand him as unprofessional, so he quickly said: "But don't worry, lord, no matter how much they donate, I only gave 100 milliliters of money, and I definitely didn't waste a cent of the territory's funds."

"Next time, find a professional bloodletting, and change the time, once every three days, otherwise the nutrition will not keep up, and the soldiers will not be exhausted."

Lin Lin shook his head, he really didn't expect the people of the other world to be so honest and not learn from the human lords.

There are more than 200 die-hard loyalists, but only one-fifth of them can donate blood.

Obviously, most people dislike this reward.

That's right, in the territory, even if a human lord becomes a farmer, the efficiency is several times that of an ordinary farmer.

Earning merit points is much faster than people from other worlds, and it is reasonable to be disdainful.

At this moment, Yang Fusheng's screams continued to be heard in his ears, and Lin Lin said: "Let someone send me a box of blood, I'm useful, hurry up!"

"Well, okay." Lin Er nodded.

After the connection was cut off, the two low-level soldiers immediately rushed to the bunker with a bucket of water filled with blood.

In a moment, the forestry side received the goods.

He kicked Yang Fusheng, squinted and said, "Don't hum, this is 20 liters of blood. Drinking it should be enough to restore you to normal."

"Fragrant, so fragrant!"

Yang Fusheng sniffed, looking at the large box of blood, his eyes widened and his breathing was short.

But soon, as if thinking of something, he shook his head frantically, "Take it away, take it away, I can't take it anymore!"

"Crazy, if you don't drink it, you will die!" Forestry was speechless.

It doesn't matter if you die, how can I take the words of other zombie kings from Yang Tianyou?

Saying that, regardless of Yang Fusheng's reflection, he threw it directly into the blood box.

"Ah, Forestry, you killed me!" Yang Fusheng exclaimed.

"Gududu——"

Small canine teeth emerge, green eyes now.

Yang Fusheng couldn't take it any longer, he gulped violently, and the coke wound on his body instantly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This resilience is really perverted!"

Forestry looks envious.

He doesn't have this ability right now. Once injured, either he has to rely on the priest, or he has to frantically drink the healing medicine.

If you have a chance, you must get an undefeated golden body or something.

See if you can practice at the best level, if you can have the ability to regenerate flesh and blood like the zombie king.

On the other side, the blood in the water tank dropped rapidly, and in the end, it turned into two blood-colored fluids, and quickly drilled into two small canine teeth.

"Hiccup~~~"

When the blood bottomed out, Yang Fusheng hiccupped, his skin sloughed off the coking dead skin, and a layer of pale skin grew again, returning to normal.

Moreover, the breath actually increased slightly.

"Yo, that's not bad, all of this can increase your strength." Lin Lin clicked his mouth.

"It's so fragrant!" Yang Fusheng burped again.

Immediately after that, he widened his eyes and said angrily: "Fuck, I drank blood?? Forestry, your uncle! I was killed by you!!!"

"What are you pretending to be? Zombies don't drink blood, so why don't they eat plants and vegetables?"

Lin Lin squinted at him, "I'm kind enough to save you, forget it if you don't appreciate it, and scold me, and next time, I'll kill you."

"What do you know!"

Yang Fu was so angry that he was about to cry. He clenched his fists and said angrily, "I, I can't drink it!"

"What do you mean?" Seeing that this guy seemed really angry, Lin Lin frowned.

"I got a pardon contract, but the content of the contract is that human beings will come. I need to endure for a year without drinking human blood, but this is only the fourth day of TM, and I have broken my precepts. My God, the miracle of Laozi is gone!!!" Yang Fu was so angry that he was lying in the blood box tossing and tossing desperately.

"If it's gone, it's gone. If you want another pardon contract in the future, it won't be over." Forestry said indifferently.

"You know shit, it's a miracle, do you know a miracle? Last season, I was the only one who drew hundreds of billions of zombies. How low is the probability of this, do you know? Just leave it there and talk nonsense! "

"Lin surnamed, you ruined my chance to become a human, my young master will fight with you!"

Yang Fusheng's face was hideous, he smashed the blood box with one punch, and rushed towards the forestry frantically.

ding ding ding ---

There was a fierce fight in the bunker hall.

I have to say that this little green-eyed zombie is very strong, and it is considered the top leader among the fourth-order zombies.

When it explodes, the attack power and speed can reach the fifth-order powerhouse of the ordinary level.

There is also that strange and unpredictable mental attack, which is hard to guard against.

It's a pity that he encountered Tianke's forestry.

After comprehending the invincible heart, he can be immune to mental attacks below rank 1-5, directly killing Yang Fusheng's strongest means.

Ten seconds later, the forestry backhand suppressed the little zombie.

The strength gap between Tier 4 and Tier 5 is completely a moat on the forestry side.

Beating him by leaps and bounds, the success rate is almost zero.

"So, it's a matter of luck to get a contract!" Lin Lin stepped on Yang Fusheng, his eyes gleaming.

When it comes to luck, he's good.

According to the current momentum, luck can continue to explode and grow, and luck is the same.

If there is a chance in the future, I will go to hell to play, and I will draw him a pardon contract and reward him a hundred times as much.

In this case, at least 100 zombie kings can be reversed.

In the future, this will be the bargaining chip. As long as you don't want to become the zombie king, you can buy them all.

The more he thinks about it, the more he gets in the way, Lin Lin laughed happily.

On the opposite side, Yang Fusheng glanced at the forestry industry, not knowing what he was thinking.

He sneered: "It depends on luck, but you, don't even think about it."

"Why?" Forestry was curious.

"Hehe, Zombie Temple, Zombie Temple, as the name suggests, this is the temple of our zombies."

"Even if it's a zombie, not any zombie can go."

"What's more, you, a human lord who is not a zombie, don't mention going to the Zombie Temple. I'm afraid that if you just enter hell, you will be smashed into pieces by countless red-eyed zombie kings."

Speaking of which, Yang Fusheng stared at the forestry industry with a vindictive look, "Unless."

The first one is delivered, don't worry, dig the pit, and immediately enter the treasure cave and the ruins plot.