"Being the leader of a team is really not easy. My methods must not be arbitrary…""Sigh… The outside is too dangerous, and I’m still too weak. If I encounter another level 18 devourer alone, I won't be able to escape. It seems increasing my own strength is the most urgent task!"After eating, as everyone was digesting their meal and the clock struck 1 PM, Memphis spoke in a deep voice:"This afternoon, we’ll hunt zombies within a 100-meter radius of this house. Who wants to join?"Jarred was the first to raise his hand, seriously saying:"Of course I will!"Memphis glared at him and scolded:"Of course you will. Even if you didn’t want to, I’d make you go."He needed Jarred, his second strongest combatant, someone to rely on in critical moments and a caregiver for the others in normal times.Looking around, almost everyone raised their hands, except for a few children still traumatized, showing no signs of movement. Even Winter hesitated for a while before slowly expressing willingne

Jarred let out a fierce laugh, using the advantage of having one more hand than his opponent. He transformed his free hand into a blade and struck down hard on the monster's head with a sharp thud."Ha..."The blade cut halfway through P1's skull but couldn't go any further. The monster let out a pained roar, the injury not enough to kill it. It swung its fist forward.Without hesitation, Jarred met its punch with his own. Repeatedly, the sound of their fists clashing echoed in the air. Jarred held P1's head firmly with one hand, continuously punching it with the other. After twenty or so punches, P1's remaining arm hung limp and broken.Without pausing, Jarred delivered three more consecutive punches to its head, shattering P1's skull.It was dead.Jarred, covered in a yellowish glow, slowly retreated as his body began to shrink, smoke rising from his skin. His face contorted with pain, and he groaned,"Oh, it hurts so much."He slumped to the ground, clutching his arm, his skin show

A young man around 25 or 26, with a pale face like someone who indulged in wine and women, stood there. Two young women, about 21 or 22, extremely beautiful, were with him. Memphis found one of them vaguely familiar but couldn’t immediately place her.All three wore expensive clothes. Memphis recognized the brands from magazines, something like Hermes or Gucci. He couldn’t afford them, didn’t remember clearly, just knew enough to not seem unsophisticated and occasionally used the knowledge to impress others.The young man hurriedly said:"Hello, my name is Winston Robinson, and these are Esme and Gemma. May I ask your name? Are you from the government?"Memphis shook his head:"My name is Memphis Jackman. I haven't encountered any government officials yet... I have a small group, just a few people who have come together to help each other and establish a small base."Winston Robinson couldn't hide his disappointment. But he quickly lifted his spirits and sincerely said:"Memphis, we'r

Memphis waited for Gemma to finish off the third zombie before casually stepping forward to pick up the skill book and examine it.“Ding. First-level active skill: Weapon Enhancement! Skill attribute: Enhances the attributes and damage of the current weapon by 50%. Skill activation: consumes 2 stamina, 1 intelligence point. Duration: 1 minute. Cooldown: 2 minutes. Note: Skill power and duration are determined by the weapon's attributes and skill level.”Memphis was stunned; this skill was quite unique.In a way, the stronger the weapon, the stronger this skill would be, with virtually no limit. If he had a weapon with 100 strength points, this skill would add 50 more, which would be incredibly powerful.However, he was overthinking it. A 100-strength weapon might be a level 10 item. Currently, the best he had was a level 2 broadsword, adding 2 strength and 1 agility. Finding a level 10 weapon might take years. Plus, while a 50% weapon power increase was significant, it was somewhat re

In this new world, Lionel had to accept that paper money was now worthless, and only food was the strongest "currency."If this were before the apocalypse, the position of treasurer could have been incredibly lucrative. But now, it was difficult to embezzle supplies. Supplies weren't like money that could be stashed in a safe or a bank account. The title of treasurer had prestige but little substance.However, Lionel didn't resent it too much. As their group grew, this position would gradually show its soft power. Eventually, he could be seen as second only to Memphis in authority.Memphis casually continued his appointments:"Amanda, you'll assist Lionel."Amanda was silent for a few seconds before finally nodding in agreement.She found it amusing that she had come full circle back to assisting Lionel, still his "secretary." Truly laughable.Memphis, Lionel, and Amanda were all part of the same con artist company. How could Memphis not know that Lionel had secretly taken a few cans