Chapter 615: Termite Survival

The other party can transmit sound to him, but how should he answer him directly?

Could it be that the two of them took out their mobile phones together, shook their WeChat at the same time, and added each other's friends first, or this high-level purple wind mage simply reported his phone number when he came over via voice transmission.

In fact, this method will not work. Monsters are very sensitive to things like time signals. Even if they send an emoticon to others, it is equivalent to sending a GPS location to the nearby monsters, and all the undead will rush over.

"We have 4 mages, 2 elementary mages, and 5 ordinary people, but one of my partners is already calling people nearby." Mo Fan didn't know how to reply, so he simply talked to himself directly, and didn't know what to do. Can a high-ranking mage with wings of wind hear you?

Mo Fan really got it right, and the mage called back soon.

"Gather as many people as you can, and my other two teammates and I will take action against the flesh mound corpse, so you take this opportunity to let the people trapped in this area go through the Dead Street collectively... Of course, make sure that the crowd The number of mages is enough, the three of us have to deal with the meat mound corpses wholeheartedly, and those servant-level undead and warrior-level undead will be on your own." said the mage in purple clothes.

"No problem, I'll pass on the message immediately and gather people together to cross the street." Mo Fan responded.

"Thank you very much. If anyone is still hesitant, you can tell them that we are the guard mages and I am Zuo Feng. I hope they will not miss this opportunity to escape." The purple-clothed mage said.

"Master of the Praetorian... oh, good!"

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Mo Fan immediately returned to the place where everyone hid. To Mo Fan's surprise, there were less than ten people in the room before leaving, but now it is almost full, and there are forty or fifty more people!

I really have to admire the short man's ability to form cliques. In such a short period of time, four or five teams have already joined the gang, and most of them are mages, and there are about 20 ordinary people!

Obviously, the short man deliberately chose a team with many mages to form a team. With the short man's character, there is no need to be that kind of good person.

The more ordinary people there are, the easier it is to become a burden. Anyway, the short man never regards himself as a conscience mage who is obliged to save other people's lives.

"There was a person who claimed to be a guard mage across the street just now. He told us to gather as many people as possible and rush to the pedestrian street across the dead street while they were dealing with the meat mound corpses." Mo Fan said to the room. More than fifty people said.

"The Praetorians,

There is salvation, there is salvation now! ! A middle-aged mage wrapped in a fur hat in the crowd exclaimed in surprise.

"Great, it turns out that the Imperial Guard mage is dispatched, so I told everyone not to give up easily!" said a female mage with heavy makeup.

"There is a guard mage opening the way for us, we can get through this period safely..."

"No, no, listen to what I said clearly. The guard mages will deal with the corpse officials, but they have no time to take care of the undead on the dead street, so we must clean up the other undead by ourselves." Mo Fan said again solemnly over again.

"No way, they didn't come to save us?" A girl was already crying.

"Don't panic, everyone, we also have a lot of mages here, so as long as you follow the arrangement and find the right opportunity to rush over in one go, there is still hope. I am an intermediate-level wood mage, everyone must believe in our ability .” said the female mage with heavy makeup.

"Yeah, don't underestimate our strength. Didn't that short guy say that, four of them are middle-level spirit-seed mages, and they are masters. Although I am a beginner, I have cultivated It's the fire element, if the undead dares to come over, let him taste the bursting of my fire!"

The overall quality of this group of people is quite high, and they also know that they must work together to survive safely, so they all obey the overall arrangement.

Shorty, Zhou Min, Mo Fan, and Mu Bai are all middle-level mages, and they are the strongest. The other teams are willing to cooperate after being merged.

"Mu Bai, what are you going to do?" Mo Fan asked.

"I think it needs more people." Mu Bai said directly.

"That's right, there is great power in numbers." Zhou Min nodded.

"No, no, more people don't necessarily mean more power, but should you know the theory of termite survival?" Mu Bai has already shown the posture of a wise scholar.

"Termite survival theory? I don't read much, so I don't understand what it means." said the middle-aged man with his face covered in a fur hat.

"Termite groups migrate, but a wall of fire suddenly appeared on the road in front of them. If they rushed over like this, they would all be burned to death. So, the termites collectively embraced each other, wrapped them into a big termite ball, and then rolled towards The flame... soon the termites in the outer layer were burned to death, and one layer after another, but in the end most of the termites managed to jump over the fire wall." Mu Bai calmly told everyone.

The whole room suddenly fell silent, and the expressions on everyone's faces were extremely ugly.

"He is right. It is impossible for everyone to cross the street safely. Everyone should accept this reality. We are too small in number to form a thick enough ball like termites. If we cross a dead street, we will all die. And If there are enough people, some will die, but most will make it through safely," said a man with a mustache.

This person was wearing a neat suit, and he was obviously a president who worked in an office building nearby. He could be said to be an ordinary person, but his consciousness was obviously much higher than some anxious people.

Ordinary people look at their luck in this city disaster on the one hand, and their awareness on the other hand. If they don’t seize the opportunity to escape and evacuate, they will definitely die without a whole body!

"That's all. I know there is a team hiding on the top floor of the apartment. I'll call them over."

"There are a group of people in the underground garage, but it seems that there is no mage. Do you want to let them come together?"

"This handsome guy has already said that there will always be sacrifices. The key is that there are more people. The more people, the lower the probability of death. It doesn't matter if they are mages or not, as long as they are alive, call them over." One Said the flirtatious woman in black leather pants like a model.

"Anyway, you convey this sentence to them. If you want to go together, hurry up and follow. This is the last train, and safety is not guaranteed... If you have other ideas, just wait." The short man told those who went to call for someone .

The crowd dispersed, in order to save their own lives, of course they called as many nearby people as possible.

It is best to have a mage, you can temporarily resist the swarm of undead, and it doesn't matter if you don't have a mage, the antelopes cross the river, and the crocodile chooses to catch them!