Old Zhao, Zhao Qianhui, three days ago, he was still an ordinary high school student.
He was supposed to be working hard for the college entrance examination in a few months and madly answering questions.
But at this moment, he is fully armed outside the Safe Zone, shooting at the gathered Terror Devils in the distance.
It was a more than three-meter-long, yellow-bodied, lizard-like creature with a head covered in yellow fur.
Due to the long distance, the bullets only hit the wall beside the creature, causing no harm to it.
It glanced at Old Zhao in the distance and entered the dark ruins.
"It's getting harder to fight. These guys are no longer as reckless as before, charging into the Safe Zone," Zhao Qianhui exhaled. After all this time, he could calmly shoot at the Terror Devils without caring what they looked like.
