Mo Yu was extremely cautious when playing this big survival game. The comments were all sighing at her luck. Until now, she had not encountered any zombies. Little did they know that Mo Yu had already relied on her three years of apocalypse survival experience to dodge more than twenty zombies.
The cameraman following behind was numb. He didn't expect there to be such a way of playing. He couldn't help but remind her kindly, "Ms. Mo, if you keep hiding like this, the number of people watching the live broadcast will decrease greatly. If you're not the only one who survives to the end, this will also be a criterion."
Unexpectedly, when Mo Yu heard this, she was petrified on the spot. She turned around stiffly and asked, "This counts?"
The cameraman nodded. The next second, she saw Mo Xue stand up, put the two bottles of water she had picked up into her waist bag, and stood up straight.
"Zombies, tremble. Your king is back!"
