56: Gatlin Living Buddha, saving sentient beings

Even if you haven't eaten pork, surely you've seen a pig run?

Chen Ming knew very well that wherever a spider appeared, a whole group would surely be found!

Activate B-grade skill Night Vision.

The darkness instantly receded, and the figures hiding in the stairwell became clear in an instant.

They were densely packed. In the narrow space, the number of mutated spiders Chen Ming could see was no less than ten.

Chen Ming's gaze subconsciously looked down. If his guess was correct, this entire building had likely become a nest for mutated spiders.

Da da da! Da da da! Da da da...

Their sharp leg tips made clicking sounds when they touched the ground.

One was fine, but when dozens moved together, the clicking sounds were incredibly chaotic. After flooding into the ears, it made people's skin crawl and their scalps tingle intensely.

Getting louder and louder, like the footsteps of death, drawing nearer!

Letting go, the Shotgun automatically retracted.

Against this type of monster, which was both numerous and tough, let alone one Shotgun, even two would be very difficult.

However, what Chen Ming had no shortage of right now was weapons, and they all needed a chance to be tested.

With his hands positioned front and back as if gripping something, a heavy and substantial Gatling gun appeared in his hands.

Chen Ming wanted to see if these mutated spiders from the early stages of the apocalypse could withstand the continuous violent output of the Gatling gun.

Facing the mutated spiders that were severely twisting and deforming the door frame, creating large cracks, and rushing towards him in a frenzy.

Chen Ming didn't hesitate and pulled the trigger.

Following that, the six Gatling gun barrels rapidly spun up.

Da da da da...

The muzzle flash and the trajectory of the bullets were very clear under the night sky.

Wake up the surrounding residents who didn't want to leave?

No need to worry, Chen Ming's previous dozens of Shotgun rounds had already shattered their sweet dreams, forcefully providing a wake-up service.

At first, everyone thought it was a war that had broken out between the Special Ops Soldiers and the Zombie horde.

They believed the Special Ops Soldiers were doing this to protect the safety of the citizens and restore peace as quickly as possible.

Since others were willing to risk their lives, how could they complain about merely being woken up?

What if they completely disheartened the Special Ops Soldiers, causing them to abandon the clearing work in this area...

They didn't think the food resources they had stockpiled could last a lifetime.

At this stage, luck couldn't be relied upon. The only thing they could rely on was the official forces, hoping they could quell the disaster as quickly as possible.

But when they one by one walked out of their living rooms and onto their balconies, they discovered that the so-called Special Ops Soldiers didn't exist at all.

There was only one Man, with a machine gun, aiming at the mutated monsters constantly pouring out of the rooftop passage, firing wildly!

Borrowing the light from the gunpowder explosions and the moonlight overhead, they couldn't see too many details.

But what they could see was that under the machine gun's continuous fire, as long as a mutated monster dared to come out of that door, it would instantly be torn into pieces, with broken legs flying everywhere, and bodies accumulating into small hills at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A streamer couldn't help but take out his phone, wanting to share this scene with others.

Although the signal was a bit poor, he still successfully logged into the backend and smoothly started a live broadcast.

As a small internet celebrity with a million followers, coupled with the fact that most people's jobs had recently come to a halt and they had nothing to do all day.

As soon as he started broadcasting, thousands of people flooded in.

Of course, the streamer had to admit that the title played a huge role.

At this time, the title he chose for his live stream was: [One Man, One Machine Gun, Soloing a Group of Monsters! Live Broadcast! Regret It For Life If You Don't Watch!]

[This is great! So the streamer is still alive. I've watched for almost three years, every day. It's a bit hard to let go after suddenly not broadcasting for several days]

[So you're broadcasting someone else? I thought the streamer was doing it himself]

Facing the audience's complaints, the Man smiled awkwardly and generously admitted, "As an unarmed person, facing those monsters, I would only be unilaterally slaughtered."

[What's that kid's background? He's so fierce!]

[It's too dark to see clearly, but from the outline and structure, it looks like a spider?]

[Spider! That big?]

[The Zombie virus has a certain probability of causing animals to mutate in size. I have similar cases here, where a pet dog became a corpse dog and its size was bigger than a buffalo]

[Huh! When I see spiders the size of rice grains, I already feel incredibly creepy. This big, I'd die!]

[If you were to see them face-to-face, you would indeed die]

...

As time passed little by little, more and more people flooded into the live stream. From the initial hundreds or thousands, by now, tens of thousands of people had already poured in, pushing towards a hundred thousand.

Within the platform, there were quite a few live streams showing the tragic scenes of the apocalypse, but those fighting against Zombie monsters were very few, which easily attracted the attention of the audience and the platform, giving a lot of exposure and recommendations.

Clearly, some people were still dreaming of using the apocalypse as a stepping stone to accumulate a large user base and become the leader of the live broadcasting industry in one fell swoop after the disaster subsided.

[How many mutated spiders are there inside that building? Can they not be killed off?]

[Anyway, in my house, as long as one spider is found, there will definitely be a large bunch on the corner of the wall or the security window. Perhaps that building has already become a nest for mutated beasts!]

[Hiss! Just thinking about it is creepy. Inside, it's probably already littered with corpses]

[Be more confident, remove the word 'probably']

[If this continues, his bullets will run out sooner or later]

[According to this rate of fire, his bullets should have run out long ago, but they haven't stopped since just now... Don't argue, I used a Gatling in the military area before]

[Could it be that the Gatling gun is a weapon he fished, and it's different from the Gatling we know, having more magazine space, or even simply infinite bullets?]

[Holy cow! Infinite bullets! That's too awesome! I'm envious!]

Everyone was still marveling at the fact that the bullets didn't run out.

Chen Ming took out another brand new Gatling from his storage space, one in each hand.

Da da da da da da...

Twelve barrels rotated simultaneously, creating the momentum and effect of an army, a rain of bullets, solely by one Man.

[He has another one?]

[Where did he take it out from? Did you see clearly?]

[No, it's too dark, plus the picture is very blurry]

In response, the Man explained, "There's nothing I can do, the signal is poor. Without this kind of quality, I can't live stream at all."

[This arm strength, it's defying nature! Absolutely defying nature!]

[Yeah, some people can't even lift one Gatling with both hands, let alone be as sustained as he is now, and now he's got double Gatlings]

[Following the Mecha Celestial, the Gatling Buddha has appeared, transcending all sentient beings!]

[Gatling Buddha? Hahaha, this title really suits him]

The audience in the live stream gave this title high recognition.

Little did they know, the Mecha Celestial, and the so-called Gatling Buddha in their mouths, were actually the same person.

[Successfully killed a mutated spider! Congratulations to the host for obtaining wood treasure box +5!]

[Successfully killed a mutated spider! Congratulations to the host for obtaining wood treasure box +5!]

[Successfully killed a mutated spider! Congratulations to the host for obtaining wood treasure box +5!]

...

On Chen Ming's side, he released the tightly pressed trigger.

He had had his fill of the Gatling addiction. Feeling that the mutated spiders were endless, he gradually lost patience.