Chapter 5

Seeing the three people's miserable state, everyone else became even more confused and panicked. This game, which felt so real, where one could bleed and feel pain, didn't even allow players to quit if they didn't want to play anymore! What if they were bitten too? Wouldn't they end up in the same pain as these three?

Moreover, if this continued, people would really die!

"The square is dangerous. Let's quickly find a safe place to hide and discuss our next plan!" Liu Qian said to the others, then glanced at the man with the green skin.

There were already three injured people on the scene, all screaming in agony. The square had no cover, except for the tall billboard supported by a single iron pole, leaving no buildings or obstacles for the players to hide behind. The injured people's screams would only attract more zombies, making it meaningless to stay here.

"It's too late," the man with the green skin replied, looking in a certain direction.

Liu Qian's suggestion was indeed a bit late. As soon as he finished speaking, a huge monster, possibly a mutated zombie, appeared from the corner of a building on the edge of the square. It was three to four meters tall, with no skin, and its bulging muscles were exposed. It had clearly been attracted by the three people's screams.

Seeing the players in the square, the mutated zombie roared and charged over. Its massive body caused the ground to tremble as it ran.

"Damn! Do we have to play like this? A boss fight right after entering? At least give us a newbie village to adapt first!" Liu Qian's scalp tingled as he watched the huge mutated zombie charge over.

In the next moment, before the others could react, the man with the green skin and Liu Qian had already fled in a panic. These ten players were not really a team, and the most important thing in the game was to ensure their own survival.

Finally, he could run again. Although he was tense, Liu Qian, who was disabled, felt a strange excitement. It had been over a year since he had run freely like this.

When Liu Qian started running, he, who was used to walking with prosthetics in the real world, couldn't maintain his balance and stumbled, almost falling to the ground. The man with the green skin quickly pulled ahead by a few meters, but Liu Qian soon found the feeling of being a normal person and increased his speed, gradually catching up to the man with the green skin.

After the man with the green skin and Liu Qian fled, the others also reacted and immediately followed them in a panic. Even the three injured players stopped screaming and followed the others in a mad dash.

"Don't follow me! Run in different directions! Otherwise, none of us will survive!" The man with the green skin, experienced in such situations, shouted at the others. In an open area, encountering such a super boss, running together would definitely result in a total wipe. Running separately gave each person a chance to survive, and whoever was targeted by the boss would just have to accept their bad luck.

The others, as if waking from a dream, hesitated for a moment before each chose a different direction to flee from the square. Liu Qian also chose a different direction to run, and the player with glasses closely followed him, possibly thinking that Liu Qian's quick thinking would increase his chances of survival.

The bald man, who was more seriously injured and lagging behind, was particularly unlucky. No matter which direction he adjusted, the mutated zombie continued to chase him relentlessly. This made him extremely frightened, and he quickly stopped, turned around, and threw a Molotov cocktail at the mutated zombie.

The Molotov cocktail exploded in front of the mutated zombie, creating a sea of fire. The mutated zombie, doused in gasoline, turned into a fireball, but this seemed to have no effect on it. Instead, it became even more enraged, charging forward and raising its two pairs of meaty fists, smashing the bald man to the ground before he could escape.

The zombies in the surrounding streets, hearing the commotion, immediately surged towards the square from all directions, almost blocking all escape routes.

Liu Qian collided with a group of about a dozen zombies gathering from a distance. Unable to escape, he had to retreat the same way, feeling an urge to curse. Just entering the game, there was a boss fight and a zombie horde. Did the game developers want to wipe out all the players as soon as they entered the game? Not even giving them time to adapt? Were the game developers brain-dead?

"Stop running around! There are zombies everywhere! We can't escape! Those with grenades and Molotov cocktails, take advantage of it while it's killing someone and blow it up! Burn it! Otherwise, none of us will survive!" The man with the green skin, who had also been forced to retreat from the square, shouted at the other players who had returned.

After all, they were all frequent gamers. Realizing there was no way to escape, some of the players who hadn't been scared out of their wits immediately gathered around the man with the green skin, throwing grenades and Molotov cocktails at the mutated zombie.

"Damn! You can't do this!" The bald man, who was being beaten by the mutated zombie, shouted in anger. What kind of people were these? He was still lying there, and no one came to save him, but they threw grenades and Molotov cocktails at him!

The bald man only managed to shout once before the combined attack of grenades and Molotov cocktails turned him into a pile of charred, mangled flesh.

Now, there was a raging mutated zombie in the center of the square, and a large number of zombies were gathering from all directions. The players only had machetes and iron bars...

There was no hope of survival!

Liu Qian, who had returned to the square, did not go back to the man with the green skin. After observing the surroundings, he quickly rushed to the base of the tall billboard and climbed up the supporting iron pole using his hands and feet.

The player with glasses, who had been closely following Liu Qian, looked at the iron pole and was dumbfounded... What kind of person was this? He could even climb up such an iron pole?

The zombies outside the square quickly surrounded them. The player with glasses gritted his teeth and tried to climb the iron pole like Liu Qian, but it wasn't as easy as it looked. The iron pole was thick and slippery, and after a lot of effort, he only managed to climb less than a meter off the ground. At that moment, two zombies had already reached the iron pole and pulled him down, opening their bloody mouths to bite his neck.