Huh, was this man afraid that seeing all that food would give him evil thoughts?
That was unnecessary.
While Luo Yi wasn't exactly a pushover, with enough food available, he wasn't so ruthless as to break into someone's house and steal.
"Xiao Ai, can I still level up by killing F-level zombies now?"
[No, host, you have to kill zombies of your own level.]
"Okay, alright."
Luo Yi emptied his backpack, not even bothering to close the door, and returned to the eighth floor.
Thanks to that man, they'd found enough food to last him and Rong Wanqi two weeks.
Seeing Luo Yi pull out so much food like magic, Rong Wanqi waited until he unloaded his gear before happily rushing over and kissing him multiple times on the face.
Luo Yi raised his hand towards the key to the entrance, and it suddenly floated into thin air, leaving Rong Wanqi stunned.
"Wanqi, if you just follow me, you'll get even more goodies in the future."
Luo Yi grasped her slender waist, and with a flick of his hand, the key fell securely into his palm.
His restless hands roamed over her graceful body, and Rong Wanqi's cheeks flushed as she leaned softly into his embrace.
"Luo Yi...are you an alien?"
She was clearly thinking of sci-fi romances like "My Love from the Star," imitating him as the mysterious male protagonist.
"Don't pry too much. Knowing too much won't do you any good." Luo Yi smirked and pinched her hip.
"Then...is there anything I can do for you?" She looked up, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"Stay home today,"
Luo Yi said, increasing the pressure on his grip. "Once you've adjusted to your powers, I'll take you out tomorrow to practice with ordinary zombies."
"Hmm..."
Rong Wanqi suddenly groaned, her breath becoming irregular, her vision blurring, and her body shifting unconsciously.
"You little devil..."
Luo Yi's breath sank, and he pushed her against the entrance cabinet, lifted her nightgown, and pressed on her.
...
At daybreak, the zombies' movements had indeed become sluggish again.
Luo Yi put on his protective gear neatly, and handed Rong Wanqi the women's helmet he had searched from other residents' homes.
"Put this on," he said, helping Rong Wanqi adjust the helmet strap.
Rong Wanqi fastened the buckle under her chin, clutching the homemade spear in her hand.
Although she wanted to share the pressure with Luo Yi, the thought of facing those hideous monsters made her legs go weak.
However, when she looked up and saw Luo Yi's calm back, she felt more at ease.
"Remember the key points," Luo Yi warned in a low voice.
"Keep your distance and stab with the spear. Don't worry if you can't kill them in one stab. Your special ability is your last resort."
Rong Wanqi nodded nervously, and followed him out the door like a little tail.
The dried blood in the hallway made her breathless; she could even hear her own heartbeat.
Luo Yi planned to first assess the situation downstairs and, ideally, clear a safe passage.
While the corridors offered no immediate threat, he could never be sure a zombie might suddenly burst out from any corner, keeping his nerves on edge.
The seventh floor had been cleared yesterday, so the two of them descended directly to the sixth.
Amidst the recurring growls, Rong Wanqi gripped her spear tightly, her back stiff, the sharp knife at her waist poised for action.
Luo Yi gently pushed the door open and cautiously peeked out.
In the dim hallway, three zombies stood frozen in strange positions.
Some with their heads drooping, others lying on their backs, twitching occasionally, completely unaware of their presence.
He turned and gestured to Rong Wanqi to silence her, then silently levitated a sharp knife to the corridor ceiling.
The tip of the knife aimed at the nearest zombie's crown, and under Luo Yi's control, it suddenly accelerated downward!
"Puff!"
The sharp blade, carrying the force of the fall, instantly pierced the zombie's rotting skull.
The sound of the corpse collapsing caused the other two zombies to mechanically turn their heads, but their empty eyes scanned the area, finding no sign of life, and returned to their sluggish state.
Luo Yi winked at Rong Wanqi.
The young woman understood, took a deep breath, and focused on controlling her own knife.
Although her ability was only F-level, its power was slightly lacking, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary, unsuspecting zombies.
"Whoosh!"
The second sharp knife pierced through the air, piercing the back of another zombie's head with precision.
In an instant, two zombies fell to the ground, and the last one finally noticed something was wrong and was about to roar.
Luo Yi darted around the corner, bringing down the black stick with a whistling sound.
With a muffled "bang", the zombie's head suddenly exploded like a watermelon.
Rong Wanqi covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming, and her eyes were full of admiration as she looked at Luo Yi.
She remembered the scene of fighting side by side yesterday, and her heartbeat involuntarily accelerated a few times.
Luo Yi wiped the blood off the stick and pondered the law of zombie transformation.
If one of a couple living together mutates, the other will most likely not escape the fate.
But if relatives living in separate rooms can be cruel... there may still be a way out.
I wonder how my mother and aunt are doing now?
This thought pierced my heart like a thorn.
Crossing two fallen cities was no easy task, but Luo Yi remained confident that his mother, known for her lifelong kindness, would survive.
Furthermore, he had a decisive aunt to protect him.
"Bang! Bang!"
The black stick slammed heavily on the door of Room 601, the metallic clang piercing the empty hallway.
Luo Yi tensed his muscles, bracing himself for any danger of someone breaking out.
"Who's there?!" an elderly woman's wary voice demanded from the other side.
Luo Yi, now well-fed, had no desire to meddle. He replied coldly, "No, I'm just trying to see if you've turned into a zombie."
The elderly woman nervously leaned over the peephole and saw that it was the energetic young man from upstairs. Her anxiety eased slightly, but she didn't dare open the door.
There were only two people left alive on this floor, both living alone. The other three households had already suffered.
The bloody mess they had just dealt with in the hallway was the product of one of the three families.
After checking the sixth floor, Luo Yi put the scattered tables, chairs and benches into the space and took Rong Wanqi to the eighth floor. When
he reached the stairs on the eighth floor, he blocked the passage leading to the upper floors with debris without saying a word.
In this way, even if there are zombies upstairs, they can't come down.
With such a blockage, the people upstairs basically have no hope of escaping.
But in this world, it's good enough to save your own life.
Rong Wanqi didn't say a word the whole time, and Luo Yi was quite satisfied with her performance.
Although nervous, she was not afraid at all.
Perhaps it was a natural advantage of women, she had a very delicate control of telekinesis and good accuracy.
The most important thing was that she was not the kind of saintly bitch who was a headache.
In the apocalypse, there's no shortage of sanctimonious bitches.
True sanctimonious women sacrifice themselves to save others. While Luo Yi dislikes such people, he can at least understand them.
But sanctimonious bitches are far more disgusting. They tolerate and forgive without principles, disregarding the truth, and sacrifice the interests of others to fulfill their own hypocritical "kindness."
Luo Yi will definitely kill such people. The
two of them worked well together, and after two hours, the zombies on floors one to eight were completely cleared.
Rong Wanqi, exhausted and sweating, followed Luo Yi back for a bath together.
She closed her eyes and leaned comfortably in Luo Yi's arms. The originally warm water seemed even hotter with his body heat.
"Luo Yi, are you worried about Auntie?"
"There's no point in worrying," he said in a low voice. "All we can do now is get stronger as quickly as possible, and then go find her."
"Auntie is blessed with good fortune. She'll be fine."
"I hope so!"
...
It was twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was blazing.
Luo Yi stared at the drooping zombies huddled in the shadows, his lips curled up slightly—his opportunity had arrived. For
the past two days at home, besides spending time with Rong Wanqi, he'd spent the rest of his time secretly observing these walking corpses.
Their eyesight wasn't great, but their ears were sharp, and they'd saunter over at the slightest sound.
Worst of all, they were terrified of the sun; the hotter it got, the more limp they became.
It was early September, and the sun could scorch a person's skin.
For the zombies, this was the worst time of year.
Rong Wanqi watched Luo Yi, ready to go, knowing she couldn't persuade him, so she stood on tiptoe and gave him a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth.
"Come back soon..."
Luo Yi grabbed the back of her head and gave her a deep, firm kiss before putting his helmet back on and heading out.
He had a slight case of obsessive-compulsive disorder, so instead of rushing out, he carefully checked floors one through eight.
Once he was sure everything was in order, he finally stood in front of the unit door.
On Nibiru, gun control is far stricter than on Earth in my past life, especially here on the Flower Planting Family, where the controls are ridiculously strict.
Law enforcement agencies routinely maintain public order with riot shields and batons at best; it's hard to find a gun in the entire bureau.
Luo Yi didn't run to the supermarket, but instead rushed into the residential building across the street.
That bald man had to be dealt with—the same guy who pushed his comrade down the stairs yesterday.
Men and women react completely differently in the apocalypse.
When order collapses and morality crumbles, women focus on survival.
At most, they fight for power within their own cliques, engaging in some palace intrigue.
But men are different. They harbor ambition and desires in their bones, but they're afraid to act rashly during times of peace and order.
The apocalypse has now given them the perfect opportunity to unleash their ambitions, and the seeds of desire within many are beginning to grow wildly.
The bald man stared at the man's body on the ground and spat.
"What a damn bad luck! This is all we have to eat!"
He clutched a machete, the tattoo on his neck casting a sinister aura.
This bald man had been the street bully before the apocalypse. He'd been slashing people with a knife at 14, had been in juvenile detention, and as an adult, had served time in prison for intentional assault.
Ruthlessness was his motto, and he'd always imagined that if the world could be remade, he'd make a name for himself.
But now, the world had truly changed.
He stepped over the man's body on the ground and made his way toward the trembling woman in the corner.
They were a newlywed couple, their family with little food, foolishly waiting for help from the authorities, only to be met with this killer.
Tears streamed down the woman's face as she gazed at her husband's body, knowing she was no match for this muscular man.
"Pick your head up!"
The bald man rapped the table with his machete. The dull thud of the blade hitting the wood startled the woman, and she raised her face fearfully.
He took a look at her and grinned. "Tsk, she's not bad looking, I'll do."
The woman's appearance wasn't particularly impressive, but the bald man didn't care at this point; he was only interested in venting his twisted desires.
As he unbuckled his belt, the woman, startled, ran to her room and quickly locked the door.
However, the bald man viciously kicked the door open and grabbed the woman by the hair, causing her to cry out.
"You bitch, if you dare to resist, I'll kill you!" the bald man roared.
The woman, terrified of resistance, could only sob as he pinned her down.
A lewd grin crossed his face, and he was about to assault her, but he found himself unable to do so.
"What the hell, what's going on?" he cursed angrily.
The woman couldn't say a word, but could only watch as the bald man's face darkened, clinging to a glimmer of hope.
She hoped this would be the end of it, that she could escape the humiliation.
"Fuck!"
The bald man realized he was truly failing. In a rage, he grabbed the machete beside him and slashed the woman's throat.
He licked the blood from his face, pulled up his pants fiercely, and just as he walked out the door, he found a strange man standing in the entrance.
The man in the helmet was holding a black iron rod in his hand, and it was obvious that he was here with bad intentions.
Luo Yi glanced at the body on the ground and immediately understood - this bald man had probably broken in and killed the owner of the house.
"Hey, where are you from?" the bald man asked viciously.
Luo Yi didn't even say a word, he just swung the iron rod and hit him.
The bald man hurriedly raised his knife to block, but how could this short knife be stronger than the long iron rod?
What's more, the guy opposite was incredibly strong!
With a crisp "clang" sound, the bald man's entire arm was numb from the shock, and he thought to himself that it was not good.
If it were before the end of the world, Luo Yi would definitely not be able to fight against the opponent
with his physique. But now he is an E-level mutant. Not only has his superpower been enhanced, but his physical fitness has also increased dramatically. His seemingly lean body contains amazing explosive power.
The iron rod came again with the sound of wind. The bald man knew that he could not withstand it, so he dodged in a panic and was at a disadvantage in the blink of an eye.
The bald man was thinking about how to turn the tables when he suddenly saw Luo Yi throwing the iron rod at him.
He was delighted and quickly ducked to avoid it.
When he looked up again, his eyes were already flashing with ruthlessness - this kid threw away his weapon himself, isn't that courting death?
The bald guy had been through the ups and downs of the streets, a man who lived on the edge of a knife. Seeing the opportunity, he pounced on him without saying a word.
But after taking two steps, he was suddenly stunned. Why did the kid opposite him stretch out his hand?
Was he trying to grab the knife with his bare hands?
Before he could figure it out, he was hit hard on the back of his head with a club. His vision went black and he fell directly to the ground.
Luo Yi waved his hand, and the black club flew back into his hand.
How could the bald guy have imagined that he had this hand?
After all, he had no skills in fighting, relying purely on brute force. If he really wanted to face this old hand head-on, it would take a lot of effort.
It would be better to use some underhanded tactics and make a quick decision.
In this world, what is fair fighting?
Survival is the bottom line.
Just in case, Luo Yi swung his club and struck the bald man several times.
Human skulls are much harder than zombies, and the black club, which usually hit zombies like watermelons, now took a lot of effort.
The strong smell of blood filled his nostrils, and Luo Yi knew that this was just the beginning of human slaughter, and such scenes would only become more frequent.
He gently pushed open the half-open bedroom door and saw a dying woman on the ground.
The woman's pupils shrank when she saw him, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands.
Luo Yi's eyes swept across the fresh wedding photo on the wall and recognized the newlyweds.
"I've already taken care of that bald man."
The woman heard this, and a smile pulled at the corners of her trembling mouth. The hand that had been clutching her throat finally loosened and fell silently to the ground.
Luo Yi turned and left silently.
There was nothing worth taking away from this room.
With the click of the iron door, everything that had happened here was sealed forever.
In fact, Luo Yi had already memorized the bald man's floor the moment he saw him downstairs.
He headed straight for his target upon entering the apartment building, only to change his mind at the last minute when he heard unusual noises coming from the house and went in to investigate.
He had no intention of playing savior; not stealing the survivors' supplies was already a gesture of mercy.
The sun was shining brightly, and Luo Yi hurried to the small supermarket on the corner.
While it wasn't as big as a big mall, if he could clear it out, he'd have enough food for
at least two weeks. The street was cluttered with parked cars, but the zombies were much fewer than yesterday.
The zombies had been slow-moving during the day, and Luo Yi figured he could outrun them even with his limp, just enough to avoid being surrounded. He
made it safely to the supermarket entrance, and his eyes lit up: only two zombies were lingering. Most surprising of all, the door was locked.
He'd prepared for the worst, but luck had been so much better.
He swung his knife and dispatched a zombie with ease.
Just as he was about to deal with the second one, it suddenly lunged at him with its fangs and claws bared, as if it had been injected with chicken blood.
This zombie ran so fast, it was practically indistinguishable from a living person.
Luo Yi's heart tightened, and he gripped the black stick tightly with both hands.
[Name: Zombie]
[Specialty: Parkour]
[Level: E]
[Parkour Skills]: Able to perform simple parkour moves, moving at a very fast speed.
This thing in front of him was an E-level mutant zombie, not only fast but also capable of parkour.
Luo Yi didn't intend to give it a chance to show off, and swung the black stick at its head.
Unexpectedly, this thing was quite agile, dodging with a sideways move.
Luo Yi immediately changed his tactics, sweeping the stick horizontally, sending it stumbling.
In a flash, the sharp knife embedded in the head of the nearby zombie suddenly flew out, piercing the parkour zombie's chin.
"Tsk, their bones are much tougher than regular zombies..."
Luo Yi frowned inwardly. This wasn't a good sign.
He mustered all his strength and blasted the parkour zombie in the head with his club, sending it screaming and falling to the ground.
[Successfully killed an E-level zombie, progress 1/10.]
[Congratulations to the host for killing a parkour zombie for the first time, and obtaining an E-level special treasure chest!] He
needed to kill nine more E-level zombies to level up.
Luo Yi raised a brow. While the number of high-level zombies was small, their danger level increased exponentially, becoming increasingly difficult as they advanced.
He glanced at the new chest he had just received in the space, feeling an itch in his stomach.
Although Rong Wanqi's hands were indeed white and tender, Luo Yi still wanted to try his luck.
After all, the rewards in an E-level chest were much better than those in an F-level chest. Couldn't the black club in his hand be any worse?
"Xiao Ai, open the chest!"
[Alright~]
Xiao Ai happily helped him open the chest in the space.
The moment the box opened, a blue light flashed between Luo Yi's eyebrows.
[Congratulations to the host for receiving a "Special Exchange" opportunity. You can randomly draw a special talent from a zombie you've killed!]
[Drawing...]
[Ding! I've drawn the Plague Demon's exclusive talent—"Disguise."]
Luo Yi's face darkened, and he nearly cursed out loud, "What's the use of this crappy talent? When you're defeated, you're just pretending to be a grandson and begging for mercy?"
Undeterred, he pulled up his stats panel and took a look:
[Name: Luo Yi.]
[Combat Power: 183.]
[Favorability: 60.]
[Special Abilities: Telekinesis, Storage Space, Disguise.]
[Level: E.]
[Disguise]: Immune to the same-level zombie virus, can conceal the presence of living people (ineffective against higher-level zombies).
"What the hell?!" Luo Yi stared at the last description, stunned.
It was just a short line, but the effect was simply incredible!
He tentatively approached the group of zombies roaming nearby.
These were F-ranked scum. Normally, if they had smelled a living person, they would have pounced on him.
But this time, they were like blind people, staggering past Luo Yi without even looking up.
"Awesome!" Luo Yi's hand trembled slightly as he gripped the black stick. "This is a goddamn skill!"
"Xiao Ai, does this camouflage skill work this well against zombies of the same level?" Luo Yi wondered as he observed the reactions of the zombies around him.
[From a certain distance, zombies of the same level will mistake the host for their own kind, but if they get too close, the effect is diminished.]
While it wouldn't work against high-level zombies, for Luo Yi right now, this skill was a natural fit in the apocalypse.
He swung the stick and smashed a zombie's head with a bang. The others didn't even look up, continuing to wander aimlessly.
"This is awesome, isn't it?"
Luo Yi, completely relieved, pulled out his tools and quickly pried open the supermarket's lock.
Entering the supermarket, Luo Yi grinned widely at the dazzling array of snacks and daily necessities on the shelves.
Without a word, he packed the shelves and the merchandise into the storage area.
Anyway, the things stored in the space will never spoil. Now, for at least a month or two, he and Rong Wanqi will have a good life.
After packing up his supplies, Luo Yi stood at the supermarket entrance, looking at the neighborhood he had lived in for a year, and then at the swarms of zombies roaming the streets.
It was time to move.
Building a safe fortress wasn't feasible in the current conditions; he needed to find an existing defensive structure.
But then he thought, with such incredible camouflage skills, he couldn't be too conspicuous.
Luo Yi decided to wait until night to avoid attracting the attention of other survivors and causing unnecessary trouble.
As the night deepened, the roars of zombies echoed in the streets.
This should have been a moment of great fear for humanity, but now it became Luo Yi's best protection.
Back at the downstairs of his apartment building, he deliberately kicked over a few trash cans, attracting a few zombies to linger at the entrance of the building.
These "doormen" would keep out other survivors without posing a threat to him.
As he climbed the stairs, Luo Yi deliberately maintained an air of exhaustion.
He decided not to tell Rong Wanqi about his newfound abilities.
He wanted her to believe he was risking her life by going out, so she would become more reliant on him.
"What? You're going out at night?"
Rong Wanqi panicked, leaping at him and hugging him tightly. "You clearly said nighttime was the most dangerous..."
"Don't worry,"
Luo Yi half-seriously explained. "These zombies have poor vision at night. This is my chance. No matter how fast they are, they can't catch me, and the other survivors won't notice me."
Feeling the girl's trembling body in his arms, Luo Yi spoke firmly.
"We can't stay here forever. I need to find a safer place. It might... take several days."
Rong Wanqi's heart trembled, realizing she could no longer keep him.
In desperation, she suddenly threw her arms around his neck, her voice tinged with tears, "Then... then you must come back safely..."
Luo Yi had killed many zombies recently, and he had been holding a grudge.
Seeing Rong Wanqi's initiative, he picked her up by the waist without a word and rushed to the bathroom.
...
The two of them slept until after ten o'clock in the evening.
The moon was hanging brightly outside, with only a few stars. It was the time when zombies were most active.
After eating a few bites of food, Luo Yi did not put on the bulky protective equipment anymore. He changed into a neat black sportswear and prepared to go out.
Anyway, low-level zombies could not hurt him. If he really encountered a high-level one, it would be useless to wear anything.
Rong Wanqi carefully tied a sturdy Ian knot for him, and Luo Yi went downstairs alone to the door of the unit.
The wandering zombies were still wandering around, but they did not react at all to his approach.
He gently pushed open the door, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.
But he never expected that this action was seen clearly by the residents on the first floor.
When those people found that the zombies did not bite Luo Yi, they were so excited that they almost jumped up on the spot!
"Brother! Did you see that?!"
"Nonsense! Hurry up, let's go to the nearby supermarket and bring back some more supplies!"
Seeing something was going to happen, the two brothers quickly shouldered their bags and, imitating Luo Yi's example, pushed open the apartment door.
Sure enough, the zombie at the door merely tilted its head and didn't pounce.
Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly—
"Squeak!" A piercing scream echoed from overhead.
A scrawny little zombie suddenly leaped from the tree and straddled the older brother's neck, its claws tearing furiously at his head!
Blood splattered everywhere, and the older brother died before he could even scream.
The younger brother was terrified, his hands shaking like a sieve, and his keys jingled to the ground.
He tried to pick them up, but his legs gave way and he fell to his knees.
"Help!"
A shrill scream pierced the night air, instantly sending the entire building's residents into a state of panic, huddled in their beds and trembling.
Luo Yi had barely walked a short distance when a heart-wrenching scream echoed from behind him.
"What blind idiot is out here seeking death in the dead of night?" he muttered under his breath.
Dressed in a black tracksuit, he moved through the night like a ghost, completely unfazed by the zombies' presence.
But others didn't have his skill.
Luo Yi glanced back, but the darkness was too dark to make out anything.
His target this time was a nearby large supermarket.
Places like Worm Supermarket had a staggering amount of supplies; if they could empty them all, they could sustain a family for decades.
Such strategic locations must be attacked quickly, as they would undoubtedly be overrun by other groups of survivors, making access impossible.
However, the nearest large supermarket was several kilometers from the community.
With the road conditions uncertain, Luo Yi didn't dare drive rashly. If he were surrounded by the zombies, he'd be trapped like a piece of meat in a tin can.
He took off running, surprised to discover his exceptional physical fitness.
He could run for several minutes without even catching his breath. The night breeze caressed his cheeks, bringing an inexplicable sense of relief.
Just as the supermarket sign was clearly visible, an eerie noise brought Luo Yi to a sudden halt.
He silently drew his black stick and hunched over, groping towards the alley entrance where the sound originated.
A low whimpering sound echoed from the darkness, like something grinding its teeth.
Luo Yi held his breath and suddenly flicked on his flashlight, shining it into the alley.
In the glaring white light, a blood-soaked monster lay sprawled.
It resembled a skinned zombie dog, its crimson eyes glaring at him, sticky saliva dripping from its fangs.
The moment it caught sight of Luo Yi, a flicker of human excitement flashed in the creature's eyes, and it let out an eerie "Woof!"
[Name: Zombie Dog]
[Ability: Tearing]
[Level: E]
(Ability Description: Possessing the speed of a hound, its bite is difficult to heal.)
Luo Yi narrowed his eyes. This was clearly an E-level mutant, and judging by its skeleton, it was likely a German Shepherd variant.
What was horrifying was that the beast didn't pounce immediately, but instead raised its neck and let out a shrill howl.
The sound was as sharp as nails scraping against a blackboard, mixed with the noise of its vocal cords being torn, which made people feel creepy.
To make matters worse, following the howl, countless pairs of blood-red eyes suddenly lit up from the depths of the alley.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen zombie dogs of various shapes and forms emerged from the shadows.
"Fuck! They actually ganged up to block me!" Luo Yi cursed and turned to flee.
Although he was sure to win in a one-on-one fight, being attacked by these mad dogs would definitely not end well.
The barking of dogs behind him grew closer and closer. He rushed to the low house on the roadside, leaped up, grabbed the eaves, and climbed up in a few seconds.
The zombie dogs below were spinning in panic, their heads tilted back and howling in despair.
Luo Yi stood on the roof and sneered, pouring out a pile of knives he had collected from the supermarket from his space.
"You're not leaving, are you?"
He picked up a kitchen knife, weighed it, aimed at the leading black-backed zombie dog, and threw it fiercely.
The sharp kitchen knife flashed coldly in the moonlight.
The beast instinctively tried to dodge, but the kitchen knife, as if equipped with navigation, traced a strange arc in the air.
"Crack!"
The blade pierced the dog's head with precision, sending the zombie dog crashing to the ground.
The remaining zombie dogs immediately became agitated, baring their teeth and growling menacingly, but they were powerless against Luo Yi on the roof.
"Tsk, this dog's head is quite tough,"
Luo Yi curled his lips at the kitchen knife lodged in its skull.
But the last thing he needed was a weapon. While the black-backed zombie dog was still struggling, he swung a fruit knife at it.
"Puff!"
The tip of the knife pierced the dog's eye socket with precision, and the zombie dog instantly became motionless.
[Ding! Killed an E-rank zombie dog, current progress 2/10.]
[Congratulations to the host for killing a zombie dog for the first time, and obtaining an E-rank special treasure chest~]
Luo Yi eagerly chose to draw, and a row of long, shiny black spikes suddenly appeared before his eyes.
Each spike was about ten centimeters long and felt heavy in his hand. He tried to control it and launched it at the kitchen knife on the ground.
"Whoosh!"
The spike actually pierced the kitchen knife directly!
"Awesome!"
Luo Yi's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the spikes into his space.
Those ordinary knives suddenly lost their appeal, taking up space and being difficult to use.
Far from being scared off, the pack of zombie dogs below, stimulated by the smell of blood, became even more frenzied.
They circled the bungalow, some even starting to form a pyramid.
Suddenly, an exceptionally agile zombie dog leaped high, stepping on the back of a fellow zombie.
"Swish!"
Its rancid saliva stretched through the air in a sticky, silken thread as the beast leaped directly onto the roof!
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Luo Yi's heart pounded. These creatures' tearing power was no joke.
While a zombie virus of the same level wouldn't harm him, his wounds wouldn't heal quickly, and would definitely delay subsequent operations.
Every second counted!
Stock up on resources quickly to survive the apocalypse.
Without a word, Luo Yi raised his hand and swung out a long spike.
A flash of cold light pierced the zombie dog's head, the nail driving directly into the telephone pole behind it.
"Anything from a treasure chest must be top-notch!" Luo Yi marveled.
He retracted the spike and looked down at the unyielding zombie dogs below, calling out their names one by one.
After a few more corpses were piled on the ground, the beasts finally became frightened and disappeared into the darkness with their tails between their legs.
"Tsk, we still need two E-level zombies to level up..."
The zombie dogs ran too fast, and Luo Yi couldn't catch up with them. He could only watch helplessly as the experience points he had earned slipped away.
However, the spike was durable, showing no noticeable wear even after killing several zombie dogs.
Intrigued, Luo Yi took out his black stick to test the quality of the spike.
"Swish—"
The two collided, leaving a white mark on the black stick and the tip of the spike slightly worn off.
It seemed that the two were made of the same material.
"Xiao Ai, are the weapons you get from treasure chests tiered?"
[Yes, host, but weapons below rank D aren't tiered; the materials and workmanship are all similar.]
"I see. No wonder the test results are so close."
Luo Yi casually wiped the scratch on the black stick. To his surprise, the mark vanished in an instant, as if alive.
"These two should be enough for a while."
He weighed the weapons in his hands—the spikes for ranged attacks, the black stick for close combat. He'd let Rong Wanqi get the chance to open a treasure chest next time.
Several zombies gradually gathered around, but they ignored Luo Yi.
He effortlessly leaped from the eaves and patted the shoulder of a nearby zombie, "Goodbye, buddy."
Before the zombie could react, the black stick smashed its head into pieces.
After clearing out the surrounding zombies, Luo Yi suddenly noticed a corpse in a motorcycle suit.
With an idea in mind, he began a careful search nearby.
His efforts paid off: a stylish black and white XT motorcycle sat quietly there.
Accelerating from 0 to 100 km/h in less than 3 seconds, this performance, before the apocalypse, would have been the dream of all bikers.
Tsk, when I saw this bike in a motorcycle magazine before, my mouth almost dried up.
Luo Yi touched the cold metal body, his teeth ached when he thought of the string of zeros following the price tag. That was a sum he couldn't save even after working for two years.
Now, he got it for free.
He whistled and ran his fingers across the dashboard. There wasn't even much dust on it. The previous owner must have encountered zombies just after parking the car.
"Buzz--" The key was turned, and the engine let out a low roar.
Luo Yi glanced at the fuel gauge, the needle pointing steadily at the three-quarter mark.
"Enough to run for a while." He grinned and twisted the accelerator sharply.
The second floor of Worm Supermarket used to be where educational institutions gathered. Usually at this time of year, the classrooms were packed with people and very lively.
But now it has become a complete zombie territory.
Several zombie corpses lay scattered across the hallway. The only place with its doors firmly shut was a women's self-defense training center.
The owner, Tian Yuqing, was a prominent figure, a female Sanda champion from the Flower Planting Family.
In a fight, most men would be no match for her.
But this time, she wasn't facing a boxing ring opponent, but a group of undead who would bite anyone they saw.
It was a rather bizarre situation.
Last night, Worm Supermarket was celebrating its 50th anniversary, offering discounts of up to 30% on all items. The store was packed with shoppers rushing to buy.
Just as everyone, satisfied with their loot, was about to check out, the light suddenly appeared.
Tian Yuqing had already closed the store and was about to shower in the lounge before bed.
She had barely changed into clean pajamas when a blinding white light enveloped the room.
When she opened her eyes again, the world outside was no longer the same.
The roar of motorcycles pierced the silent streets, drawing the nearby zombies closer.
But strangely, they simply circled around Luo Yi, showing no intention of attacking.
Luo Yi calmly stored his motorcycle in his space and slowly pushed open the supermarket door.
Wow! The scene inside made his scalp tingle.
Zombies were swarming like dumplings, densely packed throughout the entire first floor.
He raised his flashlight to shine on the promotional posters on the wall, and then it dawned on him, "No wonder there are so many people! It turns out they're having a store anniversary sale."
The ground was littered with all sorts of crushed merchandise: potato chip bags, drink bottles, and discount labels all mixed together, crunching under the zombies' feet.
Luo Yi curled his lips in disdain, not bothering to bend down to pick up the items.
With a simple wave of his hand, entire rows of shelves vanished, tucked into his space.
"This is so cool!" Luo Yi's energy grew as he collected, like a rat in a rice jar.
Clearing just the first floor took him over an hour, his arms aching from carrying.
But the sight of the mountain of supplies in the space ignited him, and he charged non-stop to the second floor.
Strangely enough, despite the terrifying number of zombies, they were all just ordinary creatures, not even a single mutant.
Luo Yi felt relaxed, concentrating on his "supermarket robbery."
By dawn, the entire supermarket had been emptied to the last drop.
As for the zombies? Luo Yi hadn't touched a single one.
"Someone's face will be amazing when they finally clear out the zombies and find the place completely empty!"
Luo Yi stretched, looking at the ordinary F-class zombies roaming around. He had no interest in dealing with them.
Just as he was about to move on to the next shopping mall, a women's self-defense gym caught his attention.
Unlike other damaged stores, the door of this store was locked tightly from the inside.
"Interesting..."
Luo Yi tried to push the door, but the iron door did not move
at all. He raised his eyebrows, took out a black stick from the space, and deliberately knocked hard on the iron door.
The "clang clang clang" sound of metal collision was particularly harsh in the empty corridor, but there was no response from inside.
This completely aroused Luo Yi's curiosity.
He squatted down and started to pick the lock, completely unaware that Tian Yuqing behind the door had already picked up the stick and got into a fighting posture.