CoolJ
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So day 21, comes around. No problem here. I have a stout base with an iron kill cage on top of a monolith of concrete and steel. Hundreds of spikes, barbed wire, etc. I was worried about being able to kill them before they undermined the structure. I made myself a nice marksman rifle and a shotgun. For the shotgun I made about 80 slugs.
At around 15:00 I decided to head back to my base a little early so I could make sure all the defenses were ready and to do any last minute repairs. There wasn't much to shore up around the place since I had done most of it already during the night before. I looked in my ammo crate to take stock of my reserves and I noticed I had picked up a little over 30 of the flaming arrows somewhere. What the hell, I had some time so I made about 50 more to see if they would be any good.
Let me tell you friends. That was 84 guaranteed dead zombies that I got XP for. Not wasting arrows doing a ton of damage only to lose XP to the spikes. No sir! Now to devise a plan on how to get 6000 metric tons of animal fat. I need one of those dog hordes that everyone talks about to show up. Preferably, not while I am in a hole digging for clay. I guess beggars can't be choosers.
At around 15:00 I decided to head back to my base a little early so I could make sure all the defenses were ready and to do any last minute repairs. There wasn't much to shore up around the place since I had done most of it already during the night before. I looked in my ammo crate to take stock of my reserves and I noticed I had picked up a little over 30 of the flaming arrows somewhere. What the hell, I had some time so I made about 50 more to see if they would be any good.
Let me tell you friends. That was 84 guaranteed dead zombies that I got XP for. Not wasting arrows doing a ton of damage only to lose XP to the spikes. No sir! Now to devise a plan on how to get 6000 metric tons of animal fat. I need one of those dog hordes that everyone talks about to show up. Preferably, not while I am in a hole digging for clay. I guess beggars can't be choosers.