Su Changxing spent a lot of time killing the "Big Macs" in his sight one by one. Some of them needed two arrows, and some needed three arrows.

Because of Su Changxing's presence here, the defense is relatively weak.

at the same time.

Many zombies broke through the defense on the second floor, and a roar came from the corridor, and some zombies had already rushed to the corridor.

Shen Jinxuan's eyes were fixed, and she felt a zombie running towards their room, holding a short knife, and slashing towards the door.

The moment she swung, a zombie happened to come to the door, and Shen Jinxuan pierced its brain with the tip of a knife.

It seemed like a sudden burst of inspiration.

Shen Jinxuan easily killed a zombie in this way, quite in the style of Su Changxing, precise and just right, black blood splashed on her fair face, forming an obvious difference between black and white.

"Ok?"

She looked at her blood-stained hands, tilted her head, and a smile appeared on her solemn face, and suddenly felt that killing a zombie didn't seem to be a difficult task.

Shen Jinxuan's physical strength is higher than imagined. This kind of explosiveness and sharpness is obviously beyond the reach of ordinary people, and it contains some kind of fighting instinct.

Su Changxing stared out of the window, but he still noticed this scene from the corner of his eye, and praised: "Good job."

The next moment, a zombie flew past the door, bumped into the guardrail of the corridor, and fell down.

"Master, I'm here to save you."

Zhu Xinxue poked her head out from the door and said coolly.

Su Changxing thought for a while and said, "Didn't you say that the child stayed up there? Why did you run down?"

Zhu Xinxue said dissatisfiedly: "I'm not a child, and my ability is very suitable for defending on the second floor. If one of these zombies comes up, I will kick one down."

Su Changxing kept shooting downwards, and said angrily: "You better not die, I can't explain to your brother... Shen Jinxuan, watch her."

At this time, Huang Biao sent a message saying that he had exchanged redstones for more than 20 bows at the Blood Moon Store, and more than a dozen crossbows were equipped for some people with some basic shooting skills.

There are so many people in the gathering place, there will always be some people who know how to shoot, and there are so many zombies below, even if you close your eyes, you can shoot the zombies.

After a while, arrows fell one after another.

With a high degree of blessing, the power of these arrows is not bad, even if they can't hit the brain, the body will still be severely injured, affecting the zombie's ability to move.

Gradually, the zombie attack seemed to slow down, and even Su Changxing had the illusion that the zombie attack was about to stop.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Generally, the mobile phone will only vibrate when there is important news, trigger tasks, task settlement, forum announcements...

so.

Su Changxing picked up his phone to check.

[Whether to activate the stronghold again, double the redstone income, double the items in the redstone store, increase the difficulty of the blood moon, 02]

"Does that mean it was just the first wave of the blood moon?"

Su Changxing fell into deep thought, seriously thinking about whether to increase the difficulty, weighing the pros and cons, if an ordinary person would definitely refuse it decisively.

But he thinks more than ordinary people, if more sacrifices can be exchanged for more Extraordinary, it is worth it.

Or it would be good to strengthen the gathering place, so that more people can be sheltered.

Everyone stands in a different position and sees problems from completely different angles.

For the average person in the gathering place, being able to survive the blood moon is pretty good.

But for Su Changxing, this is more like an equal exchange, everyone and every weapon is a bargaining chip, it's just that it's more cost-effective to replace them.

There will always be trade-offs, just like a war, there will always be a team that loses, and there will always be a team that wins. In many cases, the winning team is built on the basis of the losing team.

Not long after.

Huang Biao came to Su Changxing's place in a hurry, his cheeks were flushed, he was panting heavily, his eyes were clear, and he asked very concisely: "What do you say?"

Although it is possible to communicate on the mobile phone, he still has to confirm in person.

Su Changxing had already made up his mind, nodded calmly and firmly, "We'll activate."

There was no need to explain, nor was there much to say.

Huang Biao already had an obvious scratch on his chest, looked at Su Changxing, and said, "Well, that's it, I believe you... no matter what the result is."

[The second stage, activate the stronghold]

【Activating】

【Be prepared, this may not be the wise choice】

A deep red light rose directly above the Blood Moon store, pierced through the sky, and reached the same height as the giant.

The amount of redstone in an agglomeration begins to grow several times faster than before.

Before, maybe half a minute, the gathering place would only get one or two redstones, and the price of the bow was seven redstones, and the price of the crossbow was nine redstones.

But now, a red stone is obtained every few seconds, as if burning the last brilliance of the gathering place. For a person who is about to die, no matter how much money he gets, it will not be of much use.

The two exchanged glances.

With a shocked expression, Huang Biao also knew that the more benefits he got, the greater the price he would pay.

This matter was decided between the two of them~lightnovelpub.net~ Even no third person knew the inside story, and it was impossible for more people to know.

There must be many people who will object, but if no one knows, no one will object.

Su Changxing thought this way, and he never thought about democracy.

Su Changxing went on to say: "We exchange all the redstones for all the fire oil in the store, and prepare to throw them out of the window."

There is kerosene in the Blood Moon store, but the price is relatively expensive. The price of a can of kerosene is around 30 redstones.

Previously, there were twenty cans in the Blood Moon store, but now there should be more, enough to cover most of the area outside the gathering place.

Huang Biao nodded and said, "Well, I will do as you said."

Huang Biao strode out of the room.

Shen Jinxuan could hear something different in it, Su Changxing and the others seemed to have secretly made a decision that most people in the gathering place would not agree to.

She thought for a while, and said, "Many things have encountered Waterloo because of a person's determination and self-confidence."

Without any emotion, it seems to be just stating a fact.

Shen Jinxuan's pupils are dark and bright, her expression is focused, and her face is covered with blood. Under the red light, she looks like a strange night elf. There is a trace of distinctive toughness in her peaceful temperament, probably like milk poured on her face. A circle of coffee shreds.

Su Changxing was silent for about a few seconds, pulled out a bit of his thoughts, and said: "Some things always need to be done, such as all seemingly unrealistic attempts."

He thought that if it was Jin, there should be no extra words.