[I started with a revolver, and millions of people watched me kill indiscriminately!
A strange thing happened, millions of people were selected, and it was broadcast live all over the world. Zhang Ning created a copy of Hell at the beginning - bloody hands banging on the door outside the phone booth, zombies swarming, and barrage all betting that he wouldn't survive ten seconds.
Two guns popped up from the system: an unlimited bullet revolver and a 500-round AK47.
Use the barrage to choose AK. Zhang Ning picked up the revolver with his backhand, and within seven steps, all ten zombies were headshot.
"Where can I practice marksmanship in a country that bans guns?"
Zhang Ning blew the smoke and said: "These years of CS have not been in vain."
The number of zombies has doubled crazily, and the options given by the system are getting weirder and weirder: copy yourself, or increase your power? The barrage asked him to increase his power, but he chose to copy. One person turned into four, four turned into eight, eight turned into twenty-two - zombies came in like a tide, and his army of clones fought head-on.
The phone booth glass was shattering inch by inch. In the crack, a scarlet eye was staring at him.
When the strange master comes, there is only one ultimate rule: death is the erasure of reality.
Zhang Ning looked at the revolver in his hand that had evolved three times and suddenly smiled.
"The last bullet is for you."
He pulled the trigger, and the dark golden evil-destroying shock wave tore through the darkness.
Two billion viewers in the live broadcast room held their breath at the same time.
[Congratulations on clearing the level, rating: S level. Defeat 99% of the chosen ones.
After returning to reality, Zhang Ning discovered that the real weirdness had just begun.
