"Bang Bang Bang!"
　　"Bang Bang Bang!"
　　There was a continuous knock on the door.
　　It was interspersed with soft, beastly gasps.
　　Xiao Dust stood up in shock in his drowsiness.
　　"Teacher, choose C for this question!"
　　However, when Xiao Chen opened his eyes, there was no teacher in front of him.
　　Where he was standing now was not a school classroom either, but inside a room the size of 50 square meters.
　　"I thought I was in a college English class, what's with this weird empty room?"
　　Xiao Dust looked around.
　　There was only a plain wooden bed in the room, and a staircase in the corner that went up the stairs.
　　"Strange, have I traveled?"
　　Xiao Chen rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself.
　　This time.
　　The knocking became more and more urgent and loud, as if someone was banging on the door.
　　"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
　　"Come on, come on! There's no hurry, don't break the door down."
　　There was a knock on the door outside.
　　Xiao Dust's first reaction was naturally to go and open the door.
　　Just as he reached for the doorknob.
　　A mechanical voice sounded in his head.
　　[Humans of the Blue Planet, welcome to the Dark Master World]
　　[In this world, creatures of the night are everywhere, zombies, ghosts, demons, everything]
　　[Everyone, starting with a small two-story house and a normal grade automatic pistol]
　　[Small houses are your shelters, and automatic pistols are your equipment for killing creatures of the night and acquiring resources.]
　　[Survival resources such as food, water, and equipment can only be randomly dropped by killing monsters]
　　[Now, walk up to the 2nd floor and take a look at the world outside the house. I hope you don't pee in your pants.]
　　......
　　The sound ends here.
　　Xiao Chuan was so frightened that he hastily withdrew his hand.
　　"Dark Lord World?"
　　"Zombies, ghosts, and demons all over the place?"
　　Xiao Chen only felt his palms sweating.
　　For he clearly heard the knock on the door, interspersed with a low growl of ow.
　　It came from the mouth of the very person knocking at the door.
　　"The thing knocking on the door is only not a normal human."
　　Thinking of this, Xiao Chen followed the instructions of that voice and walked towards the stairs in the corner.
　　The second floor of the small townhouse is exactly the same structure as the first floor.
　　There was a wooden bed in the center of the room.
　　Just around the walls, there were eight more ventilation windows and a small door leading to a balcony.
　　This simple balcony, which was actually a concrete slab protruding horizontally, three square meters or so, without even a guardrail, was located directly above the front door on the first floor.
　　Xiao Dust came straight to the balcony and put his eyes on the ground not far away.
　　Immediately afterward, his eyes fluttered and his legs went weak.
　　So scared that he almost sat down on the balcony.
　　Because he saw an unbelievable scene.
　　In front of the small townhouse is a large grassy area.
　　On the grass stood twenty to thirty, zombies with rotting faces, extremely twisted bodies, and dirty, torn clothes!
　　They were aimless, wandering through the grass, now and then emitting a low, beastly roar.
　　"Gulp."
　　Xiao Dust swallowed a mouthful of water and looked down towards his feet.
　　Sure enough.
　　First floor gate entrance.
　　An extremely disgusting zombie was slapping the door repeatedly, leaving a blood-red handprint.
　　"Bang Bang Bang!"
　　Small balcony on the second floor with a height of over three meters from the ground.
　　This zombie didn't notice Xiao Dust and was still flapping to himself.
　　Xiao Dust returned to his room warily and sat on the bed lost in thought.
　　"If I had opened the door just now, I'd be dead by now."
　　Xiao Dust said somewhat thankfully.
　　He felt in his pockets and found the automatic pistol the voice had spoken of.
　　"A pistol?"
　　Holding the cold pistol, Xiao Chen felt slightly more secure.
　　According to the voice, the pistol was a hope for survival.
　　This is because survival resources such as water and food can only be obtained by killing monsters.
　　In the current situation, the only way to kill a powerful zombie is through this pistol, and only with a headshot.
　　Dusty Shaw is a fan of gun games.
　　Never touched a gun before, but it was still sharp enough to mash up.
　　However, when he took out the magazine, his face swished and turned pale.
　　"Only three rounds!?"
　　Xiao Dust's hands were shaking a bit as he carefully assembled the gun back together.
　　The slamming of the first floor door continued.
　　One by one, tapping on his heartbeat.
　　He couldn't have known better what three bullets meant.
　　And let's not even talk about whether or not someone who's never touched a gun can kill a walker with three shots to the head.
　　Even if you were lucky enough to kill it, the resources dropped from the monster were not always what you wanted.
　　That is to say, being thirsty and hungry and killing a walker doesn't necessarily drop water with food, but most likely drops something else.
　　That makes the margin of error from three rounds, even lower.
　　"You must pull the trigger while making sure you get a head shot; there are only three chances to live."
　　Xiao Dust returned to his senses.
　　"I wonder how the others are doing."
　　As soon as this thought came to him, a page appeared in front of him.
　　[Personal Information] [Chat Channel] [Trade Market]
　　He reached down and tapped [Personal Information].
　　A brand new page appears.
　　[Name: Xiao Duan]
　　[Rank: 1 (Rookie who has never used a gun)]
　　[Stamina: 95/100]
　　[Spirit: 80/100]
　　[Physical Attack: 10] [Magic Attack: 10]
　　[Skills: None]
　　[Status: Stressed]
　　Xiao Dust looked at the panel and felt that it was very understandable.
　　Then he tapped [Chat Channel] again.
　　He wanted to see what was going on with the others.
　　"Oh my god, why did I have to travel to a place like this? I want to go home ooooohhhh!"
　　"The front of my little building is full of walkers, mama help!"
　　"I'm the one who needs help, I just accidentally left the door open and a walker ran in, what do I do?"
　　"Upstairs, use the pistol to shoot down towards the walker's head and kill it with a headshot!"
　　"Did anyone notice the bullets in the gun? I only have three rounds."
　　"Crap, why didn't you say so, I missed both shots, it's over and done with."
　　"You've got one more chance, I'm the one who's really screwed, I just took a shot from the balcony, my hand wasn't steady and the gun fell, whoops."
　　......
　　These chat messages swiped quickly.
　　Xiao Dust also tried it.
　　The words that came out of his brain immediately turned into text and appeared in the chat channel.
　　Xiao Dust paid attention for a while longer.
　　Exited the chat channel after realizing everyone was in the same situation.
　　There is no use giving up on yourself, you must be quiet and composed to survive.
　　He practiced the motion of raising his gun, as he learned from the game.
　　The pistol may be small, but the recoil should not be underestimated.
　　He's seen it all the time in short videos, where many geezers have trouble gripping their pistols and get slammed in the face the first time they pull the trigger.
　　The tapping on the door downstairs continued.
　　Xiao Dust, on the other hand, was practicing continuously upstairs, imagining the process of firing the gun.
　　An hour passed and the sun crept overhead.
　　Xiao Dust could no longer hold back the noise of the rapping on the door, and walked cautiously towards the balcony with his gun.
　　"It's time to shoot it in the head!"