Serial Player
Chapter 734 - 404: The Hungry Terror Devil

However, to avoid another rejection reaction, he didn’t throw the axe with his full strength.

As a result, the axe did not split the tiger’s head, but got stuck in its face instead.

The force of the axe blade was heavy, jamming it directly into the tiger’s skull and bursting one of its eyeballs.

It let out a mournful roar, the intense pain causing it to desperately scratch at the axe on its face.

Another strong man in the team finally snatched a spear and fired at the tiger.

At the same time, Gu Qing, who had just finished dealing with the seven-gilled eel woman, quickly rushed over. Upon seeing the situation, he kicked the axe, sending it into the tiger’s brain.

It was killed instantly.

Gu Qing pulled the axe out of the tiger’s head and tossed it to Li Changhe. He then hoisted the dead tiger’s body with both fists and threw it into his backpack, possibly in hopes of obtaining the tiger’s whip.

"You all did a great job!" Gu Qing looked at the bloodstains on Li Changhe’s leg and took out a bottle of High-Efficiency Healing Liquid from the space warp in his hand. "Drink this, and you’ll feel much better."

Li Changhe nodded, and the other members of the team, seeing that the tiger was dead, quickly ran over, gathering around Gu Qing.

After Li Changhe drank the potion, Gu Qing asked, "Do you know how to use a gun?"

"I used to work at a real-life CS store," Li Changhe nodded in response.

So, Gu Qing took a rifle from one of the team members and passed it to Li Changhe, saying, "I’ll go ahead and clear the way. You two be extra careful in the middle and rear of the team."

He then glanced at the people around him and said, "If you don’t know how to use a gun or don’t dare to deal with Terror Devils, don’t take a gun."

If that strong man had gotten a firearm earlier, there would have been no injuries at all.

However, some people felt safer with a gun even if they didn’t know how to use it, and snatched all the firearms. But when danger struck, they were of no help at all.

Gu Qing felt a wave of fear. He had been unable to take care of everyone just now. If it hadn’t been for Li Changhe and the strong man, several people in the team might have died.

"We don’t have time to teach you, so you’ll have to adapt quickly," Gu Qing said as he led the team forward at a fast pace. The original Safe Zone was already under attack by Terror Devils, and now they couldn’t enter it. They had to find another easily defensible location to be their Safe Zone.

"Tell me if there are any defensible buildings nearby. I can’t go to the original Safe Zone anymore. There are still over forty people!" Gu Qing quickly contacted members of the other groups in the [Friends] chat.

"The World Trade Center two kilometers away has an underground parking lot. Some colleagues are already stationed there. Go there immediately!"

"Okay."

As the team proceeded, they didn’t see any more Terror Devils, but they could hear their presence. Gunshots were coming from all around.

It was estimated that all the Safe Zones were already engaged with the Terror Devils.

There were even huge birds flying through the sky, so the team could only walk under the eaves of the buildings. Their speed was a bit slower.

Li Changhe did not use any skills but could hear the sound of horses galloping.

There were quite a few of them, but the roads in the city were now very congested. War horses could not gallop on roads blocked by vehicles. As a result, they had not approached.

To prevent an attack from them, Gu Qing deliberately took a detour.

"Doesn’t everyone only have one Terror Devil?" someone whispered.

"Terror Devil is a concept and cannot be judged by quantity. Some people are not afraid of a single rat, but fear a group of rats. The resulting Terror Devil would be a nest of rats," Gu Qing explained. "If you can determine your own Terror Devil, it might be much easier in the future."

"But I don’t even know what I’m afraid of."

"I don’t know either," sighed Gu Qing. "Fortunately, the timing of the Terror Devils’ appearance is different. Otherwise, if they all came out at once, the casualties would be huge."

"Will Terror Devils fight each other?" someone asked. "If we let them fight each other, would we be much safer?"

"Some Terror Devils indeed fight each other. But their primary enemy target is the humans who created them. They will attack humans first. Even if they fight amongst themselves, it will only be after we have suffered heavy losses. All right, we’ve arrived at our destination."

Seeing his teammates waiting for him outside the World Trade Center, Gu Qing felt a little relieved.

He immediately led the team closer to the Safe Zone.

"How many people are here? How many players?" As soon as Gu Qing entered the Safe Zone after the barricades and artillery were moved away, he asked, "Have you encountered any Terror Devil attacks?"

That official player shook his head after setting up the defenses: "There are more than 1,700 people, plus three official players like you. We also have five non-official players. We were attacked on our way to another Safe Zone and forced to come here. This Safe Zone has not been attacked yet."

"What is the identity of those non-official players?’" asked Gu Qing.

"Two of them are individuals and the other three are members of the same organization. They have been very cooperative with us," the official player replied. "However, we are having a big problem with food."

"What do you mean?" Gu Qing was puzzled. "There is a large amount of safe food and water prepared outside. As long as it is retrieved through our [Mailbox], there shouldn’t be any problem."

Li Changhe also stopped in his tracks. According to the logistics capabilities of Hua Country, even if someone from the inside wanted to eat the luxurious dish "Buddha jumps over the wall", it would be delivered to them. How could there be any problem?

"The problem is, after we take our food out, it quickly spoils. Fortunately, we can still drink water," the official player shook his head. "This seems to be a special ability of a certain Terror Devil. After some investigation, we found out that one of the civilians was once a volunteer for a rescue team. After seeing starving disaster victims on his trip abroad, he developed a great fear of hunger. This caused the birth of this ability in his Terror Devil."

"Damn, that’s really tricky," Gu Qing muttered. "I hate these sorts of flashy abilities. So what do we do now? It’s clear that they want to starve us to death. How do we find them?"

"That effect doesn’t work on Terror Devils," the official player said with a worried look. "That’s the only information we got after the investigation. Luckily, Terror Devils can eat. If it’s a beast-type, that would be even better. No one wants to resort to cannibalism."

Gu Qing paused for a moment and then threw out the dead tiger with a flash of his hands. It was the Terror Devil they had killed earlier.

"Damn it, I was thinking of eating a tiger whip," Gu Qing complained.

"Oh, come on. If you’re so worried, just invest in Physique. What’s with eating a tiger whip?" Another player stepped forward, intending to dissect the tiger-shaped Terror Devil.

"So what’s the plan now? We can’t just go out and attack beast-type Terror Devils, can we?"

"We’ll just have to take it one step at a time."

Not far away, Li Changhe sighed in his heart. Dividing a tiger among more than a thousand people would only give each person a bit of soup to drink.