"Ming, 20 levels is it?"
After pulling the knife from the person kneeling before him, Daniel collected the fallen card and used the dead man's clothes to wipe the blood stains.
In a few moments, the dead man morphed into a zombie and died from his knife, collecting the newly fallen cards.
He smiled as he looked at his figure holding twin knives with his back to the sun.
"I'm catching up with you, Ah."
Daniel sheathed his twin swords and walked through the streets littered with corpses.
The endday sparked his strong dream
. ...
In the rubble.
There are two men on the ground, both with an ice pick stuck in their chests, emitting a faint blue aura.
Maria gathers the cards that have landed on the ground.
"Sister, why did you kill them?" asked the teenager standing behind her.
"We'll have to die if we don't kill them."
"However, they did nothing to us."
He couldn't understand his sister's unusual cold-blooded behavior after leaving the manor; she had never smiled at him before.
"I see greed in a man's eyes. You're too young to understand, and when they turn into zombies, you are going to kill them." Maira pushed the teenager's shoulder back.
"No, I wouldn't dare."
Slap! The teen got slapped in the face.
"Don't say those three words again,"
Maria snapped angrily.
...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Three more nights to go, where are all the people we scattered out now?"
Simon snuffed his pipe and asked Robert to sit next to him.
"A total of 30 groups of squads scattered out each day, and the person responsible for contacting them reported a decrease in personnel," Robert nodded and took out a notebook.
"Hmm?"
"Not many sacrificed; those who left the team made up the majority; they said it was endday, and said..."
"Let me know."
"It's the end of the world, and it's time to make your own life decisions."
"Uh..."
"By the way, groups 1, 4, and 5 are going to look for mutant creature Lords tomorrow in preparation for the second transfer."
"Tell them to be cautious..."
"Hmm."
...
By the defunct water pond.
Mike's head was submerged in water, his hands frantically rubbing his hair.
It's been an extremely humiliating day.
It was originally intended to rob some experience, but it only got him covered in stinky mud.
Seeing the sunglasses guy beside him, he raised his head and rubbed his face
"Thanks... Today, I'm really hoping to help..."
"Yes, you distracted me and almost saved that earthworm," Ming said.
"..."
He wiped some water droplets off his face. Well, this is a major misunderstanding.
"Oh, I didn't know your name until now, handsome."
"Just call me handsome."
"Well...since nothing else is happening, I'll go first haha."
"Oh, okay."
Mike waved at Ming from the pond.
"Okay...see you later."
He walked away with his gear, feeling like something was wrong.
Why is the sunglasses guy still huddled there?
He decided to hide in the distance and watched, and after a while the man was seen squatting in the water pond, carrying several strings of fish away.
He realized he was a cat's paw.
...
Ming, carrying fish, followed Foodie through the rubble in search of Lord Level Cruz, who was missing his double axe.
He's waiting for the fish to die before putting them all in the warehouse.
Without Mike's help, today's catch wouldn't have been possible.
As he walked, the foodie stopped, kneeled on the ground, and stared at the building ahead of him.
According to previous information, Ming did not see Cruz while he was holding foodie.
"Maybe it's not here?"
When Ming sniffed his nose, within the range of his hunter's sense of smell, he didn't smell anything else but dust and decay.
Is the foodie's recall wrong?
[Your Da Vinci was sleeping on a lotus leaf when it heard a cracking noise. It jumped out of the pond to look down on the roof...and saw Cruz coming here. It wanted you to come back early to explain...no big deal, give it back its axe.]
[Cruz was wearing clothes that burst and dissipated after resisting several spike traps. Then it was being nailed to the ground by long spikes shot from the spikes, roaring and breaking free, and getting nailed down by a metal spike penetration after taking two steps forward.]
[If you don't come back, your Da Vinci thinks the zombie won't hear you explain...it sees the zombie being spiked in both shoulders in mid-air and can only stomp its legs...]
[Da Vinci checks the backpack that just recovered a compartment and feels sympathy for the zombie]
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Find his home?"
"Could it be Cruz?"
Ming froze.
Can it still find his house directly?
Thinking back to when he killed the black python, another black python immediately found his home.
Maybe this triggers a game rule.
It's time to go home.
[Your Da Vinci leaps from the roof, lands on the platform, and uses his ability to collect spikes from the walker's body, causing it to land flat on its back, triggering the spike trap once more...]
[He notices the zombie that just landed, pierced by more spikes and nailed there like a fish on a grill... The body floats sideways in mid-air, struggling and triggering more spike traps... Your Da Vinci believes the zombie has become a sea urchin...]
[Your Da Vinci crouches on the platform, watching the sea urchin-looking walker struggle, roll, and fall down the hill...it believes you don't need to return so soon because the walker has left on its own...]
"...."
With foodie in his arms, Ming ran through the rubble
He got info that Cruz had triggered most of his spike traps.
For some reason, it became a 'sea urchin' after rolling down the hillside.
Cruz wasn't dead yet, but he was surprised.
Could Da Vinci's sympathy curse be too weak?
.......
Ruins of the city.
As a result of the earthquake, a river outside of town became several small pools.
Mike stood on the beach wearing a mask, holding a garbage can of stinky mud, thinking he could eat fresh fish tonight.
Standing on the bank, he dumped the stinky mud into the pond and waited for the fish to float.
After a while, he didn't hear anything.
"Is there no fish in this river?"
Clatter!
A tree-thick water snake rushed out of the water, its head covered in stinky mud.
It noticed a man running wildly with a trash can while watching the shore.