Fortunately, it was only the first night, and these Wandering Undead were just the lowest-level evil creatures; their health bars weren't that long.
After upgrading the weapons within the farm, the Undead were finally repelled one by one.
However, the sheer number of Undead was overwhelming. Even after repelling a few leading Undead, an endless stream of Undead continued to brave the arrow rain and arrived at the farm's wooden gate. They extended their skeletal claws and scratched at the wooden gate repeatedly, emitting a terrifying "screech—" sound. A bone-chilling shiver, like teeth grinding, drilled from the examinees' eardrums into their brains.
The examinees standing behind the wooden gate were so scared they continuously retreated.
However, what came next was an even more horrifying sight.
A durability bar appeared above the wooden gate, and its durability plummeted rapidly under the Undead's attacks.
Once the durability reached zero, the wooden gate would completely shatter!
"Damn arrow towers, hurry up and hit them!" one examinee yelled, looking at his two arrow towers, his emotions on the verge of collapsing.
Each attack from a regular arrow tower required recharging. The examinee was so anxious and angry that he wished he could personally control the arrow towers and shoot all those Undead dead!
Unfortunately, the arrow towers did not have a manual control option; they maintained their own rhythm, shooting a round then recharging for a while.
Seeing the wooden gate's durability about to drop to zero, the examinee's face was filled with despair.
His talent was completely useless in this copy. His choices were too aggressive, underestimating the intensity of the evil creatures attacking the farm at night. He had used all his gold coins to upgrade the land, and now he only had a single-digit amount of gold coins left, not even enough to buy a regular arrow tower. He could only watch helplessly as the wooden gate's durability decreased little by little with each attack from the Undead.
Until the durability completely reached zero, the wooden gate instantly burst open from the middle. The once neat and beautiful wooden planks shattered into jagged remnants, and wood chips splattered everywhere, scattering onto the ground.
The Undead excitedly rushed into the manor, like hungry wolves pouncing on food, prostrating themselves on the land and greedily devouring all the energy within it.
The originally normal soil became dry and cracked, presenting a sickly grayish-white color, and the plants growing above it all withered as if they had been drained.
The examinee's skin also gradually turned grayish-white like the soil, and heat and vitality were drained from his body.
"No, no—!!" The examinee looked in horror at his hands, where the skeletal structure beneath the flesh was faintly visible.
However, he could not stop anything.
After the last piece of land completely lost its vitality, the fences around the farm seemed to be corroded, their surfaces covered with dark reddish-brown stains, and holes appeared one by one.
The thick, eerie, viscous fog outside the fence, which had appeared after nightfall, lost its obstruction and engulfed the land, the small wooden house, and the examinee himself, as if they had never existed.
The crack in the Magic Farm Game Copy flickered slightly, and examinees were roughly thrown out of the copy, landing on the open ground.
Undoubtedly, they had been eliminated, and their college entrance examination had ended there.
After confirming their identities one by one, the teachers and invigilators at the school directly led these examinees, who had not yet fully regained consciousness, away from the examination center.
There was not a single word of concern, nor a single word of comfort.
They couldn't even survive the first day of the copy; they were just trash.
Compared to those examinees who were struggling, Lin Zhaokai was much more at ease.
He strolled leisurely through his farm. Although he also stayed up all night guarding the farm, his state was much more relaxed than that of the other examinees.
Most importantly, there wasn't a single sound of Undead scratching at Lin Zhaokai's farm's wooden gate.
It wasn't that Lin Zhaokai's farm wasn't attacked by Undead; it was, but unlike the large-scale Undead attacks other farms encountered, only a few scattered Undead appeared outside Lin Zhaokai's farm.
Lin Zhaokai's farm had two regular arrow towers. With a very small number of Undead, after a few rounds of attacks from the two arrow towers, the Undead's health bars were reduced to below 20% one by one, triggering the escape mechanism.
These Wandering Undead themselves moved very slowly, and before they could even reach Lin Zhaokai's farm's wooden gate, they were attacked by the regular arrow towers and turned to flee. Therefore, Lin Zhaokai's farm's wooden gate was never attacked by the Undead from beginning to end!
Lin Zhaokai walked to the wooden gate with his hands in his pockets, looking at the Undead that turned back and fled midway, a proud smile on his face.
The reason why so few Undead spawned outside his farm was because his talent, Danger Prediction, could not only predict when danger would arrive but also actively reduce his own probability of encountering danger.
That's why Lin Zhaokai could be so calm and composed, only needing to purchase two regular arrow towers to successfully get through tonight.
The only pity was that the damage from the two regular arrow towers was limited; they could only drive the Undead away but couldn't completely eliminate them.
However, it was only the first day. According to the Magic Farm information provided to him by the Lin family, basically no one could completely kill the Undead on the first day. To eliminate the Undead before they escaped, at least two advanced arrow towers were needed, and that was without any other Undead interference.
Those who could handle evil creatures as easily as he did were few and far between.
Lin Zhaokai opened his game profile.
He now owned 6 Low-level Catalyst Potion Enhanced Land, and once the current batch of plants matured, he would gain over a thousand more gold coins.
With such progress, he didn't believe anyone could surpass him!
He was determined to claim first place in this Magical Farm Game Copy!
Perhaps, he could even contend for the title of the national college entrance examination top scorer!
Thinking of this, a huge sense of excitement made Lin Zhaokai even more energetic, feeling no fatigue or sleepiness at all.
Wen Xiangjie naturally didn't have any Danger Prediction talent. After dark, she went straight to bed for her health and fell asleep instantly.
The Undead's attacks would not be canceled just because the farm owner was asleep.
Large numbers of Undead emerged from the thick fog. Their mission tonight was to attack, attack, and attack again! Until all the energy attracting them was completely drained!
The first Undead had just walked out of the thick fog when its already empty brain was completely cleared of all consciousness by a water ball and a crossbow bolt.
Even its skeletal frame quickly disappeared, turning into glittering gold coins.
The second Undead that emerged from the thick fog received the same treatment as the first, except the water ball became a wind blade.
The third, the fourth…
Not a single Undead could take another step forward after emerging from the thick fog. The gold coins on the ground accumulated more and more, glittering gold coins piled up, and the dazzling golden light almost tore a bright path through the pitch-black thick fog.
If it weren't for the fact that these gold coins seemed illusory to the Undead, they would probably be blocked by this pile of gold coins and wouldn't even be able to walk out of the thick fog.
The large number of attacking Undead dying in a short time seemed to anger the thick fog.
The black thick fog churned, and wisps of black energy diffused outwards.
A rusty, decaying greatsword cut a crimson slit in the thick fog, and a tall figure emerged from within.
