Apocalypse: System of lotteries

"Encourage migration?" Ming drove to an open area and circled, waiting for the lagging zombies to gather here for a small-scale collective experiment.

After hearing the rule broadcast, the thing he couldn\'t understand the most was the encouragement of migration. According to the rules, there must be a problem with this seemingly kind gesture.

At this time, hundreds of zombies that had just been attracted gathered in the open area. Ming stopped the car, got out, gestured to the little bear, and stuffed a box of fish in its arms, "Go to the shade of that big tree over there, eat, and wait for me~"

The little bear carried the box of fish and ran towards the big tree in the distance. Ming got back in the car, rolled down the window, and yelled at the zombies, "Come here!"

The zombies roared and rushed over, surrounding the car so tightly that no one could escape.

Ming opened the sunroof, jumped out, and threw out the tent. The advantage of a large tent was immediately apparent as it covered all the closely packed zombies. At the same time, he activated the Extreme Dodge, left the tent, closed the tent door, and took out the broken bowl. He opened a small crack in the tent door and said, "One dollar!"

Ding~ Gold coins +1+1…

239 gold coins were deposited.

"It really works!" Ming was happy. He finally found the most reasonable way to use the "One coin" skill, which could be used once every 35 seconds.

[Your froglets brought \'Arsenal\' close to the little bear under the big tree and told it that this was a new friend, a porcupine... It had congenital bone hyperplasia, but it was just cured by the two of them. Look at its soft fur now, how healthy... The little bear looked at the porcupine and growled... The porcupine lay flat on the ground...]

[Your froglets were angry and warned the porcupine not to propose upon meeting... They hopped in front of the little bear and gently told it that there were too many bad pigs outside, and not to believe them... Is the honey-sweet?... The froglets licked the honey on the bear\'s paw, so sweet...]

[Your froglets told the porcupine that since its illness had just been cured, it couldn\'t eat sweets anymore or it would get diabetes... You don\'t want to be plagued by illness, do you?...]

"What a fat pig!" Ming stood at the tent entrance, looking back at the porcupine. He hadn\'t looked closely when he observed it from afar. Now, he saw that it was indeed fat and plump. It\'s a pity that mutated creatures can\'t be eaten, what a waste.

He turned to look at the tent behind him, and surprisingly, the durability had only dropped a little. This was something he never expected. He knew the tent had the function of isolating the outside world, but were these zombies doing nothing? Did they only have the desire to attack when they saw him?

Ming realized that every time he opened a small gap in the tent, the zombies would become restless and attack, indeed losing a little bit of durability at that time.

It\'s just a pity that every time he opened a small gap in the tent door and appeared in front of them with the broken bowl, it took only 0.1 seconds. After closing the tent door and isolating it from the outside world again, the zombies couldn\'t hear or smell him, so they lost their desire to attack.

"Interesting." Ming extended the broken bowl again.

Ding~ 301 gold coins deposited. According to his current calculation, he could beg for money about 100 times an hour at 35 seconds per time, with an average of 300 coins per time, totaling 30,000 coins. If he could gather more than 3,000 zombies together...

[Your froglets watch as the porcupine stands up and bares its fangs at you... Foodie warns the porcupine not to think of hurting Ming... Da Vinci communicates mysteriously with the porcupine... \'Arsenal\'wants to kill whenever it sees people...]

[Your Da Vinci tells \'Arsenal\' to restrain itself, or else it will die. Do you want to become a roasted suckling pig?... Foodie tells you to be careful, \'Arsenal\' is already preparing to charge... Da Vinci tells you not to worry, the little bear is already taking care of it...]

"You still want to kill me?" Ming collects the money and looks at the porcupine being pressed to the ground and patted by the bear in the distance. What a so-called five-star king-level creature, it seems a bit weak.

Eagle Eye scans carefully and understands that all the porcupine\'s skills and talents are related to the spikes on its back. Without those spikes, it becomes completely useless, no wonder it\'s being held down and rubbed by the little bear with only one skill.

[Your froglets persuade the little bear not to kill it, as it still has its uses... Foodie burrows into the honey jar, greedily swallowing honey, while cheering bear on, "Hit it, don\'t stop!"...]

[Your Da Vinci squats in front of the porcupine, asking it to give up the idea of attacking you... Da Vinci looks at you, Ming, it doesn\'t want to kill you in its heart, but it can\'t control itself... Little bear, don\'t slap its brain, it\'s already stupid enough if it becomes even more stupid, it will be useless...]

"You don\'t want to kill me? But you can\'t control yourself?" Ming put away the broken bowl and touched the tip of his nose. He initially guessed that this might be a set given to the porcupine by the rules, that it has to kill people when it sees them.

If so, it\'s better to establish the bridge first. After all, it\'s a five-star king-level creature. If it isn\'t of much use, it can at least be used as a donkey for carrying goods. Ming immediately rushed to the porcupine, which was being suppressed by the little bear, and placed his hand on its head.

One second later, the bridge was successfully established.

"How smooth." Ming immediately returned outside the tent, lifted the tent flap, and reached the broken bowl inside. At that moment, he saw the zombies starting to become restless and randomly attacking. He closed the tent door, and the attacks stopped. Seeing this, he thought it was time to start a new plan.

[Da Vinci communicates mysteriously with the porcupine. It wants to tell you that the porcupine doesn\'t want to kill you anymore. It is now loyal to you and would die for you... Da Vinci secretly tells \'Arsenal\' that it shouldn\'t be so eager to die, as it has a significant ...]

[Foodie is pulled out of the jar by the little bear and thrown on the ground... Foodie turns over, lifts its leg towards the sky, and exposes its white belly. It feels drunk again, enjoying the sweetness...]

"This place will do." Ming glanced at the open space, which could accommodate more than 3,000 zombies, provided they were tightly packed together. This wouldn\'t be difficult to achieve.

"Let\'s go back first." Ming no longer cared about the small amount of money in front of him. If he was going to do this, he would do it big. Besides, there were so many zombies, and the highest level was only a five-star lord, which was rare.

If the plan fails, he can change it. After all, zombies are dead, and people are alive.

Half an hour later, Ming and his family returned home, ending the froglets\' journey. He built a prison with fine gold plates, thickened and reinforced it, put Annie and Jenna inside, and sealed the prison entrance.

Then, he disconnected the bridge, allowing them to rest temporarily. He also disconnected the porcupine\'s bridge. The reason for doing this was to free up the puppet slot for more meaningful things. Besides, the porcupine had no desire to attack when it didn\'t see him.

When he disconnected the bridge and left, the porcupine would become an obedient pig. With the little bear watching over it and the two froglets fooling around with it, there was no way it could escape.

Before doing all this, Ming collected the cleaned fish from Wendy, threw her two more boxes of fish, and told her to continue working.

After that, he returned to the tent entrance, canceled the skill, and put away the tent. The zombies saw him, roared, and charged at him. Ming began to dodge at his limit, moving so fast that no zombie could match him, and their skills couldn\'t touch him at all.

Next, he led the way with the zombies following behind. After circling around, Ming returned to the pickup truck driver\'s seat, started the car, and accelerated away. The zombies saw only a cloud of dust, and when the dust settled, there was no one in sight. They became quiet once again, slowly wandering around the open space.

Ming drove on the streets, searching for outstanding barrier zombies.