Chapter 58: Nightmare Tier Mission

Savior mission information 2: After establishing the Safe Zone, resist the zombie tide attack, expected zombie tide scale -200000!

"Mission level: Dangerous! (Mission difficulty explanation: None, Normal, Difficult, Dangerous, Horror, Catastrophe, Death)"

"Mission time limit: Mission start time begins 30 days after the Safe Zone is established (failure standard: total annihilation!)"

"Mission rewards: (For missions above Dangerous level, each level increase adds 100% reward bonus!)"

"Note: You can choose to actively increase the mission difficulty to obtain higher rewards."

Reward 1:

City broadcast permission (reward obtained after choosing Dangerous level)

War zone broadcast permission (reward obtainable after choosing Horror level) use to gain a single global broadcast within 30 seconds, all survivor players unconditionally listen. Usage count 1/1

Reward 2:

Fine equipment (blue) Splitter Great Axe (reward obtained after choosing Dangerous level)

Epic tier equipment (orange) Cain's Blade (reward obtainable after choosing Horror level)

In the light curtain, a blue great axe and a blood-colored long sword slowly rotate.

Unlike the blue great axe which merely has a thin layer of frost covering it, the blood-colored long sword occasionally emits an ancient, awe-inspiring might.

Cain's Blade, a weapon used by divine beings in Western mythology, is truly epic-tier equipment.

Lin An lowered his head to think after reading the information.

Changing the mission to resisting the zombie tide is nothing; in fact he also guessed that the Savior System might issue such a mission.

Although the mission rewards have increased, the extra actively raising the difficulty makes him somewhat hesitant.

Both rewards are quite good; even for a Dangerous-level mission, the offered rewards are sufficiently tempting.

War zone broadcast? No, even a single city-wide broadcast could save hundreds of thousands of lives.

In my past life, three months later a massive zombie tide outbreak would occur without any warning; the corpse horde would, as if knowing the survivors' locations, then actively hunt humans.

There is no way to avoid it.

Therefore, survivors hiding in the city suffered heavy casualties.

The chat channel will not open until half a year later; currently, all means of communication have failed.

If one chooses to increase the difficulty, there is no doubt it can greatly avert this tragedy.

And the second reward, epic-tier equipment Cain's Blade, was once obtained by a third-level player of the western war zone.

Relying on this equipment, with the strength of a newly third-level, he single-handedly killed a third-level mutant, gaining fame overnight! He became the glory of the entire western war zone, commanding millions of players.

This shows how powerful this equipment is! Compared to the Soul-devouring Hand before it was sealed, its lethality is even greater.

The rewards after increasing the difficulty are so abundant, it's practically a qualitative change.

How...... to choose.

After a moment of thought, Lin An's gaze turned icy.

Seek wealth amidst danger!

The Doomsday Game is essentially a race against death; if he doesn't even have this bit of courage, he might as well just find a corner to scrape by for a few years.

Moreover, he also needs a handy weapon.

The unprocessed spine of a licker is no longer sufficient to support the challenges he will face ahead.

Increase difficulty level!

As soon as the words were spoken, the system panel instantly fluctuated.

Beep, current mission difficulty increased to Horror level.

The number of attacking zombies remains unchanged, but a large number of mutants below third level are added to the assault!

Phew, still good.

Lin An let out a light sigh; as long as there are no third-level mutants, it's fine.

Second level is still within his ability to contend.

I just don't know how many 'a large amount' refers to.

Outside the car window, dusk approaches.

Along the way, the passing signs indicate that only 9 kilometers remain to the residential area where An Jing Tian is located.

Lin An silently looked at the three vials of antitoxin serum in his hand, feeling excited.

Although there were some obstacles along the way, he finally completed the mission.

The return trip took much less time than expected; right now there are still a full 37 hours before the suppression of the zombie virus fails.

As long as the serum is injected into the two siblings, the zombie virus can be completely eradicated, and the greatest regret of my past life can also be made up for.

Just thinking that AnXia will surely burst into tears upon seeing his return, Lin An can't help but show a hint of a smile on his face.

He murmured silently.

AnXia, Jing Tian, I'm back....

He Yuan Residential Area, Building 3, Unit 301.

Boss, we've searched the whole building, this is all the food we have.

Several empty packets of instant noodles were thrown on the ground, the floor a mess.

Our food is also gone.

What should we do?

Laizi cautiously looked at Huang Gang; the boss's mood seemed very bad.

Damn the neighbors! A bunch of starving ghosts, they didn't leave a scrap.

Huang Gang stepped with one foot on the chest of a man who had been dead for a while, and spat out a mouthful of phlegm angrily.

"What should we do?"

"Call that delivery guy over!"

Inside the room, Huang Mao kicked the feeble, helpless man in the delivery uniform with his foot, driving him over to Huang Gang.

Huang Gang's face grim, he held a gun and pressed it directly against the delivery boy's forehead, asking:

"I remember when I saved you last time, you told me you were responsible for deliveries in this area, you're familiar with this place, right?"

The delivery person's face was full of fear, nodding nervously again and again.

But where is he being saved?

Obviously it's been a kidnapping all along, using him as bait and a map.

Huang Gang pondered for a moment, then asked:

"Around here, has anyone bought supplies beforehand, food and such?"

"You're in charge of deliveries, you should know something, right?"

The surrounding lackeys' eyes lit up, they all gathered to the side looking at him.

"The boss's mind is sharp! Yeah, I heard people nowadays like online shopping. Maybe someone bought a lot!"

Huang Gang's face calm, ignoring the lackeys' flattery, he stared fixedly at the silent delivery person.

Looks like this kid knows something.

"Click."

The pistol's safety is off.

"Three seconds, if you can't think of what to eat tonight, it's you."

The gun barrel is cold, a round is chambered.

"No! Don't!"

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Full of panic, he knew the man called boss before him could definitely do something like cannibalism!

A flicker of reluctance passed through the delivery person's eyes; he knew that once he revealed which place had a lot of supplies, this group would do what.

But survival is paramount.

"I remember! Eight or nine days ago, in that building ahead, someone bought a lot of canned food!"

"There was a whole truckload, so I remember it especially clearly!"

The delivery person's face turned pale, recalling that day when a girl opened the door alone.

Usually he also often delivered packages to that girl.

The girl was always polite, speaking softly, especially those pure and kind eyes left a deep impression on him.

Huang Gang grinned, showing his yellow teeth, patted his shoulder, the lackeys beside him full of excitement.

"Lead the way!"

The delivery person trembled at the sound, dragging his heavy legs to follow the crowd out the door.

Sorry, I just want to survive too.

"Boss Huang, that's probably the place he meant."

Under the delivery person's guidance, Laizi pointed excitedly at the third-floor window.

With Huang Gang being an Awakened One, and with not many zombies in the residential area, a group soon arrived at a building overgrown with withered vines.

The doorplate was old, and at the entrance lay several corpses of zombies blown apart in the head.

Huang Gang glanced at the corpses out of the corner of his eye, instinctively kicking them twice, deep in thought.

"Boss, still the same old trick? If someone just tricks them into opening the door?"

"No need, just smash the door."

After nearly two days without enough food, he's lost patience.

If the delivery person didn't lie to him, that household's residence likely has a lot of food.

He can't wait to have a full meal.

Of course, if there were women, it'd be even better.