If Link was attacked by Carter in close proximity, he would have some sense in advance and could take effective countermeasures.

In this way, Carter is a level 20 fighter, but his strength growth is quite high.

Old Hans is a snatcher of more than ten levels, so he naturally has no way of knowing how he grows up.

In the perception of other people, these two are the strongest "superpowers" in Schaumburg, and they are also considered first-class in Chicago.

Because other superpowers had a conflict with Carter before, they were killed almost instantly, much worse than Old Hans.

Of course, Old Hans's men don't know much about these related news.

There are monsters in the city, and the combat effectiveness of becoming a pro is soaring. It is really easy to get benefits from ordinary people.

Except for the psychopath of Carter, no one will inexplicably fight with other professions.

Therefore, these two are the only two professional battles under Old Hans - Link Kart's head is shot no matter how you look at it, and it doesn't look like a battle at all.

More than twenty minutes later, Yulia came over with sweat on her forehead: "Your Excellency, we have handled it, you need to take a look at the supplies."

Link nodded, got up and went around the warehouse, but didn't get anything.

Old Hans' material reserves are pretty good, but the quantity and quality are not comparable to those of him who has a carry-on game backpack.

Besides, Carter's old lair has all the good things in his backpack, and his backpack is already a little "insufficient".

Link just estimated the approximate number and confirmed that hundreds of people would be able to survive for two or three months, so he no longer had to worry about it.

Three months later, it is unknown whether anyone can live in Chicago, and so are people like Yulia.

Moreover, the storage and storage of materials is a big problem.

The more supplies you need, the more people you need to guard, and the larger you need to be.

If enough supplies are needed, it will arouse others' covetousness - it was because of this that Old Hans was targeted by Carter.

So now everyone focuses on storing high-calorie food, drinking water, guns and bullets, medical supplies, fuel, etc., as long as other daily necessities are enough.

While walking out, Link waved his hand and signaled: "You can handle the next thing yourself. I'll leave first, and come back tonight."

Yulia quickly spoke, "Wait, yourselves."

Link slows down: "What's the matter"

Yulia: "What should we call you?"

Link was too lazy to bother to point to his face: "Skull, skull mask, whatever you want."

Yulia trotted and followed: "Well, the name of this team..."

"Pick it yourself." Link ran away impatiently.

Do you know how much a patient with dystopia hates this kind of thing? I have let me do everything, so why do you want you to do! Someone is complaining in his heart.

In fact, he has not regarded this team without even the name as his own team.

Follow the official account: Book Friends Base Camp, follow it and get cash and order coins!

If you want to be "your own person", you can't just call the boss for a few days, you can do it.

The divine particles in the thick fog wall are super high, and there is no possibility of long-term sustainable development. Human beings will only deteriorate rapidly over time with the passage of time.

If you don’t find a way to escape, no matter how powerful it is, it will be just a castle in the air.

Of course, if possible, he would try to take some people away, including the core level of the Black Knights team, Delia and Daughter, and Old Man Bi.

After all, people need to live, but they don’t just need to live.

It would be a failure to open the cheat until you are alone with the monster.

...

On the roof of a six-story apartment building, a long tongue monster was protruding from the rooftop and looking at a window on the fourth floor below.

It could imagine the trembling look of the two-legged beasts behind the wooden blocked window.

Although the talent is limited and the possibility of cannibalism being promoted to the extraordinary level is extremely small, but... who can refuse delicious food?

The long gray-black tongue slowly poked out, and the sticky saliva slid from the corner of the mouth and floated downstairs.

Tattata!

Three bullets fell accurately on its head, two shots drilled directly into its mouth, and two big channels opened in its brain.

The long-tongued monster fell in front of it and fell from the rooftop. It slammed on the ground with a whistle and disappeared in an instant.

Link walked out of the corner of the wall and glanced at the remaining saliva on the ground with disgust: garbage monsters, drooling! There was no public morality at all.

Well, this is by no means because the system does not recycle saliva.

In the gap in the window on the fourth floor, a man and woman held their son and barely saw a little of his departure back. She muttered quietly: "Is that monster dead?"

"Dead."

“Thank God.”

"No, we can survive because of that man, not God."

"Dear, you cannot abandon your faith, that is our only hope."

"Haha, can God bring the little wheat back to life? This man at least makes us all survive."

These words made the room silent.

...

In the ground floor shopping mall of a building, more than a dozen ogres were searching and sniffing everywhere, kicking all kinds of shelves of miscellaneous items from time to time.

They just chased several people in, but they didn't know that the food they had in their mouths could hide so much, and they really couldn't find it for a while.

"Shh~~~"

A long whistle sounded outside the gate, and the ogres turned their heads and saw a figure standing there.

By instinct, they know that they are not of the same kind.

With a sensation, more than a dozen ogres rushed out of the gate and quickly disappeared.

Tat! Tat! Tat! Tat!

The rhythmic double-fire sound came faintly from outside the door, and everything returned to peace.

A man hiding in the air conditioning passage of a counter on the first floor was staring at the door, and the person behind him could no longer help but pat his calves with his hands.

The man hesitated for a moment before he said in a very low voice: "It seems that all the monsters were led away by someone...?"

Although he thought he must have been killed, he really couldn't see the situation outside the door.

A few minutes later, these lucky guys ran out of the door with big bags and returned to their homes, with a look of confusion on their faces: more than a dozen ogres left silently?

What kind of magic trick is this?

At this moment, Link was studying the ogre corpse that he had just obtained in his backpack. Two of the fifteen heads were elites with 20+ energy points.

If you change to the long tongue monster, it is the long tongue monster with bone armor with 100+ energy points.

There weren't necessarily any elite monsters in the past that were dozens of people, but now they have a tendency to be "normalized", which is not a good phenomenon.

However, the base of ordinary ogres is large, so there are naturally many elite ogres.

But their upper limit is low, ordinary monsters can still deal with 5.56mm bullets, and elite monsters still have holes in their heads, which can still be handled by humans.

But the monster with bone armor and long tongue is almost unsolvable to the current humans.

It is difficult for such a cunning and cruel elite boss to die with bullets, not to mention that most people and squads do not have that wealthy bullet.

However, the number of long-tongued monsters is relatively rare, and Link has not encountered a hundred heads now.

The bone armored monster with tongue is a "rare species" and it is hard to find if you want to kill it.

It would be great if he could meet a few more heads! He thought so and continued his cleaning journey.
Chapter completed!