<h4>Chapter 21: Chopping Trees</h4>


    The shelter''s defence level was dropping.


    The game notifications kept ringing in the ears of Prisoner Snake and the other yers like a death knell.


    Prisoner Snake had lost count of the number of times he had rushed out of the door with the others.


    Each time, as soon as Prisoner Snake ran out, the zombies would automatically retreat into the darkness.


    Before long, they would return and pound the shelter with their stone hammers again.


    Prisoner Snake even tried to send a few yers to guard the door.


    At first, it worked.


    But after a few times, the zombies changed their tactics.


    They began to try to go around the back and attack the wooden wall from the back and side of the shelter.


    Just a few yers could not guard the entire shelter!


    At night, if yers stayed in the wilderness for a long time, they would enter a negative state called ''dark fear''.


    This state would gradually reduce all the yers'' basic attributes!


    The longer they waited, the more attributes they would lose!


    ording to the official statistics provided by the federal government, if yers umted more than 300 minutes in one night, there was a high chance that they would be infected by the zombie virus!


    This was the scariest part of the night!


    They could not all stay outside the door.


    If this went on, once the shelter was destroyed, everyone would die here tonight!


    No one could escape!


    Fear enveloped every yer. They even began to feel despair.


    Lin Ah-er said coldly, "Why don''t we go out and fight them?"


    "Fight your head! Are you going out to die? Stay here!"


    The anger that Prisoner Snake had been trying to suppress finally exploded out of his control.


    He gritted his teeth.


    "A bunch of trash!"


    Not only was he being yed around, but these idiot underlings werepletely useless and could not help at all!


    "Repair the defence!!"


    Amid the silence, a yer suddenly shouted.


    "Right! Repair the defence!"


    The other yers quickly reacted.


    This proposal was like a ray of light in the night, lighting up the hearts of this group of yers and giving them a glimmer of hope for survival!


    The attack power of the zombie crowd was not high, so the defensive power of the shelter did not decrease quickly.


    In addition, the zombies were attacking one after another, so they still had enough time to fix the shelter''s defence!


    They still had a lot of basic materials left. They only needed to withstand the zombies'' attacks until the next day.


    Then, they could rush out and finish off the zombies!


    "What are you waiting for? Move!"


    Prisoner Snake was not an idiot. He immediately called his men to start repairing the shelter''s defence.


    "Those who don''t want to die, hurry up!"


    At this time, none of the yers would even think about logging off to rest.


    Under the threat of the zombies, the yers were especially united.


    Some were gathering firewood, some were rubbing wooden boards and some were taking turns to clear the circle of zombies to buy some time for themselves.


    For an entire night, Prisoner Snake and his group of yers were fighting against these zombies.


    It was not until early in the morning when the sun slowly rose. Brother Snake was about to go out and fight the zombies to the end when he realized that the zombies had already run away without a trace.


    After being tortured for the whole night, Brother Snake''s eyes were bloodshot.


    On one hand, it was because he was angry, and on the other hand, it was because he had been under great mental stress for the whole night.


    "Brother Snake, let''s..."


    Wang Shao''s face was full of fatigue and he sighed silently.


    "Why don''t we let our brothers go offline to rest first? Last night was too tiring."


    Prisoner Snake''s gaze swept across the haggard faces of his yers.


    Everyone had worked through the night, and both their mental and physical strength had hit rock bottom.


    Even so, the shelter''s defence had dropped to 62%.


    This was even after everyone had worked through the night to repair it.


    What made matters worse was that by the second half of the night, they no longer had the materials to make wooden nks. They could only dismantle everything in the shelter.


    The entire shelter was now bare. The inner doors of the shelter had been demolished and even the ceiling on the second floor had been torn down.


    Prisoner Snake closed his eyes and took a deep breath.


    Due to the limitations of the game, he would enter a negative state if he did not rest for a long time - ''fatigue''.


    Like other yers, Prisoner Snake only had one thought at the moment.


    Get a good night''s sleep.


    Such a team could not even protect themselves, let alone attack other yers'' shelters.


    Also, the system shelter would be ineffective again tonight...


    Their shelter had been hammered by the zombies on and off for the entire night. Theycked arge number of basic resources for maintenance.


    Everyone was tired and the team urgently needed to rest...


    The more he thought about it, the more Prisoner Snake felt a headacheing on.


    "Let''s take a break first. The shelter will lose its protection tonight and we still need to maintain it. We''ll go after them in a few days."


    As he said that, he suddenly trembled without rhyme or reason.


    Those zombies wouldn''te looking for them again tonight, would they?


    ...


    In the cabin.


    Early in the morning, Liao Bufan went online as usual.


    The skinny old man, Jimmy, was holding a ss full of hot water.


    "Where''s Fang Heng?"


    "You''re a littlete. He just went offline five minutes ago."


    "What?" Liao Bufan was stunned. "No way. He stayed online the whole ofst night?"


    Jimmy nodded and took a sip of the hot water.


    "Does the boss want to go to heaven..."


    Liao Bufan thought to himself that the boss was awesome.


    He took a can of meat from the storage box, opened it and put it in his mouth.


    "Did the boss say anything when he left?"


    "Yes, he asked you and Liu Lin to stay in the cabin today and help transport the logs. He also asked you to make a few storage boxes that are easy to move. It will be more convenient when we start moving out."


    "Ah? That''s it?"


    Liao Bufan was confused.


    "It''s good enough if you can finish the tasks." Jimmy looked at Liao Bufan, paused and added, "If you have the energy, reinforce the shelter again."


    "No, what did you mean by transporting logs? Where did the logse from?"


    Jimmy pointed to the door with his chin.


    "You''ll know when you go out and take a look."


    Liao Bufan was baffled. He blinked his eyes and pushed open the door of the cabin with confusion.


    "F*ck..."


    Looking at the scene outside, Liao Bufan couldn''t help but swear.


    In the forest outside the cabin, there were about twenty zombies wearing lumberyard uniforms and they were holding steel axes in their hands. They were surrounding the trees and swinging the axes to chop them down.


    "Boom!"


    A big tree fell to the ground under the zombie''s chopping.


    The zombie expressionlessly took a few steps forward, walked to another big tree and swung its axe tirelessly.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!!


    The forest was filled with the sound of axes chopping down trees.


    Liao Bufan was stunned for a moment.


    There was such an operation?


    It seemed that vitality didn''t apply to the zombies at all.


    They swung their axes mechanically to cut down the trees. They didn''t need to rest at all.


    If you switched to a yer, it would need at least half of his vitality points to chop down a tree.


    ording to the game''s settings, half of the vitality points would take half an hour to recover under normal circumstances...


    Liu Lin shouted at Liao Bufan, who was standing there in a daze. He was carrying arge backpack of logs back to the cabin.


    "Liao Bufan! Don''t bezy! Come and help me pick up the logs!"


    "Oh! I''ming!"


    Liao Bufan came back to his senses and couldn''t help but lower his head to look at the ground.


    The surrounding area around the cabin was covered by logs.


    All logs...