It is such a post, with more than 19,000 replies.
Of course, except for boxing, onlookers, envious, seeking to lead, and trying to lure a stroke, most of them have given up because of the long navigation distance. There are very few who can be left, and there will definitely be no more than 50 people who have successfully signed up.
Li Cang frowned,
"What's going on? I feel like everyone else can meet several waves of survivors when they take a walk. There is a 25 in 10,000 chance of teaming up successfully? Are we just out of place on the track?"
To be honest, compared to the people on the forum, Li Cang has met survivors too few times in the past two months, and counting only 3 times.
Well, either there is no one or a single nest.
"What's wrong?" Lao Wang threw the line again.
His bait was emptied twice in a row, and he didn't even see a fish hair.
Li Cang said: "It's nothing. I just think that after we enter the cycle track, the chances of meeting survivors are far lower than those of others, which is obviously unreasonable."
Lao Wang looked at the prayer interface with a few glances.
"Oh, I haven't seen each other for a few days. Is the atmosphere on the forum so good? It's so long that I'm looking for a group to play."
"I said to Teacher Cang, I have read hundreds of posts in this minute. Is the probability of meeting the allowed coordinates really so high?"
"Hmm?" Li Cang felt that his DNA was in a trend of disco, "What did you say?"
"Why are you so responsive?" Lao Wang said: "I said I could read hundreds of posts in a minute. Is they afraid they have to pick one by one to find the coordinates allowed by the coins in their pockets?"
That's it!
Li Cang typing in the prayer interface,
"The function of pre-navigating the coordinates automatically typed in the prayer interface in the additional forum post is to filter out the part of the fate coin value paid for navigation within a fixed interval, which can be adjusted, and a timely reminder after summarizing at least once a day."
[This prayer function can be included in the "radar" merge reminder. After the merger, 5 fate coins will be paid together every natural month. Will it be executed immediately?]
"yes."
[The prayer is established. Will the entry be published to everyone to obtain the profit of 0.1 fate coins for each person to use the entry at a time?]
"yes."
[Confirmation of wishes, has been announced, and will prompt in the prayer interface when those who need this need try to use relevant entries]
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at the same time.
[Subordinate ‘Glasses Girl 901T’, I wish to add ‘Post content preprocessing and reminder’ forum related functions 2-level detailed classification internals. There are already ‘personal’ related entries that can achieve the same purpose. After adding them, you will no longer get related benefits. Will you still add them?]
boom!
A dazzling red light beam hit the island ground and caused a violent explosion.
The large pit formed by the explosion was charred and the gravel was almost burned red.
The one who launched this terrifying column of light was a metal giant nearly 4 meters high. It was covered with various simple and rough pipelines, and some circuit boards were simply exposed, which was obviously not a finished product.
The moment the firing was completed, the metal giant began to smoke all over his body, and the colorful emergency lights flashed wildly.
"Drip, performance overload, module 1037a melted down."
"Drip, the right arm component melts down 73%, and the explosion is 55%.
"Drop, the energy is insufficient, the system will stop operating in 3 seconds..."
"Crazy~"
The steel giant sprayed black smoke and steam, which completely cracked, and various metal non-metal accessories were sprayed everywhere.
Glasses Girl 901T fell from the giant's belly and fell on the grass.
"Ahhhh, this damn 'Cang', you don't sell your zombie recipes and entries, why do you come to the forum to stir up trouble? My funds... Woohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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"Wow, someone used it as soon as he came out!" Lao Wang said excitedly, "It turns out that the forum is the source of wealth..."
"Miss caught two big eels, why can I get the grandson of this kind of fish?" Li Cang's fish hook was hung with a small trout with a slap: "The radar function was not selected to be beneficial at that time, so I can make up for it this time."
Whoosh ~
The dart pierced the calm water surface, and blood stained the water.
Li Lace slowly wrapped the thread back into her hand, and a pearly white spotted red-body trout with the length of her arms was dragged out of the water by the fishing line.
The sleek-shaped dart, which was obviously very sharp, was a steel bar with rusty chopsticks worn out. The steel bars did not even open their edges, but pierced through the door on the top of the fish's head, penetrated through the cheeks, and brought the bound thread on the tail into the fish's body.
Lao Wang looked at the bait that had been empty for the 8th time and threw the fishing rod to the ground.
He said furiously,
"Damn, whoever fishes will be a dog!"
After saying that, he caught the two little fish beside Li Cang and ran away quickly.
Li Cang waved,
"Da Lei Zi, come and see this post."
"What's wrong, here's it..." Li Lace reads the post, "Super giant floating island chain...Sickle hands and lickers...Coordinates 1936.225...The jumping height exceeds 10 meters...Mantis arm-shaped serrated bone blade...The range of predation includes birds, humans, zombies...etc. He said that such zombies show a strong desire to swallow their kind?"
Li Cang said: "Nothing to be surprised. Isn't this the case with Brother Dazi? Look at the description of the licker later."
Li Lace looked all the way and found that the so-called sickle-handed zombie was not the subject of this post.
The poster is almost 90% of the text describing a person. To be precise, this is a story of survivors who have cultivated "lippers" in a super giant floating island chain full of zombie, heavy armored zombie and sickle-handed zombie that no one has ever seen before.
"this..."
Li Lace is not good enough to see the complete picture.
"This guy is writing a novel, right?"
"According to his words, there are at least hundreds of thousands of zombies in this group of island chains, just like one person and two dogs walking in and out of the corpse tide of seven in and seven out of seven in their own vegetable garden?"
Li Cang pointed to a passage on the interface:
"If it were Miss Qiu like this, you might not be able to do this."
"The poster may have exaggerated elements, but the sickle hand and the licker should be true. After all, he put the coordinates of the island chain..."
"Look at this sentence, 'The viscous black fog that never dissipates all day long, the surface is covered with foul asphalt-like substance'. Isn't this the kind of black fog island chain I mentioned? I once thought that only zombies could not have survivors... "
"I just checked the classification interface and it is indeed a recipe for the licker, which is basically consistent with the description of the poster, but the problem lies here. The first ingredient in the recipe is a dog, not a dead dog, or a corpse dog, or an ordinary dog."
Chapter completed!