Global Game: I Have Portable Store-Chapter 403 - 397: The Door Is Gone

Su Changxing led Wu Qingsheng and the others to break through the undead tide once again. Coming and going, they had traveled a long distance, yet they could still see that withered tree.

"If it didn’t continuously exist, I would have thought this was just a mirage," Wu Qingsheng said, exhaling.

Monk shook his head and said, "A so-called mirage isn’t this real. Even the sky has changed colors; it looks like special effects in a movie."

Wu Qingsheng curiously said, "Ha, you monks watch movies too."

Monk quietly said, "We’re monks, not savages." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Su Changxing glanced back at the big tree, feeling powerless, sensing that the presence of that thing was growing stronger, the gap between them like a trench in the sea.

"At least it’s a High Tier existence."

This time he was certain, no matter what, they could only run.

Fortunately, the undead tide didn’t pursue them relentlessly; it moved toward the direction of the big tree.

Beside a Mysterious Shop, more than ten people stared dazedly at the other end of the street, as over a hundred people ran toward them.

Several question marks lit up above their heads, puzzled about what was happening.

"What happened?"

One person asked as they approached.

A Long shouted at them, "If you want to survive, run with us."

Unexpectedly, these ten or more people really followed behind them and ran forward.

Half an hour later, Su Changxing stopped and led the group to rest in a barbecue restaurant.

A man with a long beard on his chin found A Long and said, "Brother, I’m Shen Liang, from the East Suburb. I read on the forum that someone was telling us to flee from that big tree; was it you guys?"

A Long sat on the ground, panting heavily, and shouted, "Yeah, you didn’t believe it?"

The man shook his head repeatedly, saying:

"Of course we believed it, which is why we followed you. We were already fleeing... didn’t expect you to be in such a hurry."

A Long thought for a moment and said, "It’s better if you don’t follow us. The more people there are, the more noise there is, and it’s easy to attract the undead tide."

The man showed a flattering expression on his face and said, "Ha, we don’t have many people, whether we add or subtract a few won’t make a difference."

A Long waved his hand to refuse, "That won’t do, I’m not in charge here. Either ask our boss or leave directly."

Shen Liang turned his head to Su Changxing and the others, nodding, "Alright, I’ll go ask."

Shen Liang walked up to Wu Qingsheng, looking at two people who had also lost a hand, showing a flattering expression, he said, "Boss Wu, I want to join you, can I?"

Wu Qingsheng turned his head to glance at Su Changxing and said, "Hmm, join us? You’re from the Security Bureau, right? Just say what you want, no need to beat around the bush."

Shen Liang showed a hint of surprise and candidly said:

"I want to ask what that thing really is, you should know, right?"

Su Changxing thought this person was fearless, at least not afraid to die, and lightly smiled:

"We don’t know either, we just know it’s very dangerous. You’d better notify everyone to flee from that area... but it might be too late now. It’s still worth a try."

Shen Liang’s eyes widened as he immediately took out his phone and operated it, realizing they faced an issue due to hesitation. A large number of people still hadn’t left.

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In a dim room, a not very bright oil lamp was lit, but the shadows of people were many and chaotic.

An empty glass was knocked to the ground and shattered.

No one paid attention.

"Quick, leave here, Captain Shen sent a message, urging us to leave immediately."

"Xiaozhang, you lead the people out first, remember to avoid the undead tide on Yu Huai Road, go from the east, where there are fewer zombies."

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A person in camouflage clothing was commanding loudly but didn’t notice a machete coming from behind him.

Accompanied by a child’s laughter, a head fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah!!"

"What are you doing?"

"He’s gone crazy, subdue him first."

Several people swarmed and knocked the "crazy" person to the ground.

At this moment.

No one noticed the few gray porcelain dolls with smiling faces that appeared on the table, their eyes moving with the people around them.

"Where’s the door! The door is gone."

Someone suddenly realized that where the door used to be, there was only a bare wall, white, exposing red bricks as if it had weathered endless years.

The forty or so people inside were shocked, becoming panicked and uneasy; as long as they were human, fear and foolishness would arise.

"Break it, break the wall open."

Someone shouted and ran into the wall; his body was strong enough to have a chance to break through the wall.

Once.

Twice, thrice...

More and more people madly charged at it, displaying crazed expressions, their shoulders becoming a bloody mess, yet they showed no intention of stopping.

Unwittingly, the table had been filled with porcelain dolls by people.

They laughed happily, seemingly elated...

Shen Liang’s pupils suddenly contracted as he despairingly said, "Can’t... can’t contact them anymore, what’s going on?"

He saw that several people’s avatars had turned gray.

This signified death.

Almost simultaneously.

Su Changxing raised an eyebrow, stood up, and shouted, "We’re getting ready to leave, everyone follow."

Moving forward again.

By the second half of the night, that giant withered tree had stopped growing, towering between heaven and earth, still.

They lost more than ten to twenty people again, and by the time they rested again, including Shen Liang, there were only over ninety people left.

The black blood had already soaked through Su Changxing’s clothes. It was as if he was soaked in this filth. Over the course of the night, he had no idea how many zombies he had killed, probably more than a thousand.

Wu Qingsheng showed a hint of relief in his words and said:

"Brother Su, thanks to you, otherwise we wouldn’t have made it out. The forum has exploded, large numbers of people died during the night, it’s said that eighty percent of Chenxi’s people are gone, it’s really exaggerated."

"They brought it upon themselves," Monk’s face didn’t look good.

"Hmm."

Su Changxing was somewhat absent-minded, realizing that he might have caused it; his actions seemed to have disrupted some tenuous balance.

The line between destruction and survival seemed very thin.

"At this rate, in less than thirty days, this thing will completely cover this area, and no one will survive." He looked at the people around him, his expression serious as he spoke each word.

Shen Liang frowned and said, "Outside is the No-Man’s Land, and we can’t get out, so we’re doomed?"

Su Changxing glanced at him and said calmly, "Maybe I won’t die."

Yes, with his current strength, surviving in this world was not a problem, as the saying goes, can’t fight it, can’t he outrun it?