After reaching a mutual understanding, Memphis immediately said:
"Prepare yourselves, gather all the food and drinks, and wear more clothes to protect yourselves. As for other useless things, I suggest not taking them."
To Memphis, things like money or gold were relatively useless at the moment and would only add weight.
Lionel and Amanda both nodded, hesitantly agreeing. They first checked their phones, feeling even more anxious when they saw the signal bars were dead.
Ignoring them as they packed, Memphis moved towards the door, peeking through the peephole.
It was impossible to see inside from the outside, but from the inside, he could easily see out.
Outside, there were indeed zombies attracted to the noise. Moreover, there were more than one.
"Infectious form level 1, can turn living beings into the same kind."
"Infectious form level 2, can turn living beings into the same kind."
Relying on his scouting vision, Memphis confirmed that the two zombies were relatively normal. They were standing there dumbfounded, but as soon as Memphis approached the door, they began to move, making some disgusting hissing sounds and clawing at the door.
"Such keen sense of smell."
He silently assessed, then turned and calmly waited for Lionel and Amanda.
It didn't take long for the two to be ready, each carrying a heavy backpack and holding a black baseball bat. Memphis knew that the backpacks were filled with cash, contracts, and property deeds, not much food or water.
Lionel had put on an extra coat, while Amanda was still in her somewhat revealing office attire, which offered little protection for vulnerable areas.
But he didn't have time to care about that and immediately said:
"You must be mentally prepared, stay absolutely calm, follow my orders, and do not scream or panic to avoid attracting more zombies."
Both Lionel and Amanda quickly nodded in agreement, though they couldn't hide the fear and trembling in their eyes.
Memphis checked outside once more, confirming there were only two zombies, then decisively reached out and unlocked the door, opening it.
Kheeze, Kheeze...
The two zombies immediately lunged forward like unleashed beasts, their arms outstretched and mouths wide open, aiming to bite Memphis.
Memphis didn't hesitate, kicking one zombie in the stomach to push it back, and without hesitation, he swung his broadsword towards the head of the other zombie.
Slice!
The broadsword, extremely sharp and enhanced with attributes, easily sliced through the other zombie's head, leaving half its skull a black, sticky flat surface.
He stepped forward, slashing at the neck of the remaining zombie.
Slice!
The head and neck were instantly severed, with blood and fluids gushing out like a fountain.
Memphis silently praised the weapon. It worked so well, two swings and two kills, as effortlessly as chopping vegetables, without using a single point of stamina.
He spoke in a deep voice:
"Follow behind me."
Lionel and Amanda, seemingly reassured by Memphis's bravery, showed much less panic in their eyes. They carefully stepped over the zombie corpses on the ground, following him closely.
Next to the director's office was office number 2. The door was slightly ajar, and from two meters away, they could hear disgusting hissing sounds and the eerie noise of flesh being devoured.
Memphis signaled the two behind him to stop, then carefully opened the door and looked inside.
The room resembled a scene from hell. Three zombies were kneeling on the floor, fervently feasting on a flesh-and-blood meal, their faces buried in a body's abdomen, pulling out and devouring its organs.
Hearing a noise, one of the zombies looked up, hissed twice, and lunged forward. Memphis remained unflustered, swinging his hand in a diagonal chop, severing the zombie's head. He then took a long step forward, chopping off the necks of the remaining two.
"Ding! Congratulations on reaching level 3. You have received 4 potential points and 1 skill point!"
After killing two zombies, Memphis let out a breath, hearing a mechanical, emotionless voice in his ear.
He quickly decided:
"Add two points to stamina, one point to agility, one point to intelligence."
"Level up the ice manipulation skill."
"Ding, skill level-up confirmed. Skill power increased by 20%, impact radius increased to 50 meters, duration increased to 12 seconds per activation."
After leveling up, Memphis finally allocated the skill points.
He immediately called up the attribute panel.
"Host: Memphis Jackman. Pure-blood human.
Occupation: Commoner.
Level: 3 (Exp 1/40)
Strength: 10/10
Agility: 9/10
Stamina: 8/14
Intelligence: 7/11
Recovery: 7/10
Endurance: 7/10
Burst: 27%
Active Skill: Ice Manipulation.
Passive Skill: Scout's Eye.
Skill Points: 0
Potential Points: 0
Mint Coins: 26
Weapon: Machete lv2"
Good, after upgrading himself, Memphis not only found it easier to eliminate zombies but also consumed significantly less stamina, thus increasing his chances of survival.
He looked around, grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the desk, stuffed it into his backpack, and then left Office No. 2.
When Memphis appeared, Lionel and Amanda finally exhaled, their worries easing momentarily. They feared that if something happened to Memphis, they might not survive either.
Memphis glanced at them and said:
"Let's go."
The three of them moved forward, Lionel turning to look at the messy office, his hands gradually clenching. This was his life's work, now reduced to dust, and if he wasn't careful, even his life might be lost.
The security room was right next to Office No. 2, with the door currently shut. Memphis signaled with his hand, and the other two immediately stopped, their minds highly focused.
Memphis peeked inside through the glass pane, instantly witnessing a horrifying scene.
A zombie over 2 meters tall was hunched over a corpse on the table, its rotten hand eagerly tearing off red flesh and stuffing it into its mouth.
"Infectious type level 7, capable of infecting living beings into its kind."
"Damn it, why are these zombies leveling up so fast? Could eating human flesh be causing them to evolve?"
Memphis cursed inwardly, his desire to search for a gun greatly diminished. But the zombie seemed to sense something, slowly turning to look behind.
It had seen Memphis.
Memphis silently cursed and quickly moved away from the door. Within two breaths, the door banged loudly, as if someone was pounding it with a sledgehammer.
Bang bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!The door shook continuously, then with a crack, it burst open, the lock unable to withstand the zombie's monstrous strength.A tall zombie with a rotten, slimy face stepped out of the room."Aaah... Mmm mmm..."Amanda couldn't help but scream in horror, immediately being silenced by Lionel beside her.Though Lionel was equally terrified, he feared attracting more zombies even more.This tall zombie seemed to be Devlin Leyton, Kieron Leyton's brother. It hissed threateningly, its heavy footsteps moving towards Memphis and the others."Its speed isn't too high, but its monstrous strength is immense!"Memphis quickly assessed the situation. As the zombie's claw came down, he used his superior speed to dodge, gripping the machete and slashing upwards, striking its arm joint.Crack!The zombie's claw was severed on the spot.The zombie didn't feel any pain and swung its remaining hand towards Memphis's head. He quickly crouched, rolled through its legs, and moved behind i
Having made their decision, the three of them lined up and left, heading straight for the stairwell. Memphis took the lead, Amanda in the middle, and the portly Lionel brought up the rear, his hand trembling as he gripped the baseball bat.Kheeze… Kheeze…At the staircase landing between the 3rd and 2nd floors, two zombies were kneeling, gnawing on a body. Hearing the footsteps of the three people coming down, one of them immediately turned its head and then crawled over."Infectious form level 2, can turn living beings into the same kind.""Infectious form level 2, can turn living beings into the same kind."Just two level 2 zombies. Memphis swung his sword, shattering the skull of the crawling zombie, then casually chopped off the head of the other one still engrossed in eating.His experience points had risen to 12/40.He turned to Lionel and Amanda:"If you have the courage to face them, you can gain greater power. These zombies are disgusting and dangerous, but they're also relat
Right at this moment, a jet-black baseball bat struck, knocking that arm aside.It was none other than Amanda Owens, who appeared to be the most frail and harmless.At the critical moment, she stood up, wielding the bat towards the strongest zombie.Memphis seized the opportunity, conjuring a second ice spear in his hand, gritting his teeth as he plunged it into the eye socket of the large-handed zombie, piercing through its skull.One fatal move."Kheeze... Kheeze..."The two newly emerged zombies were not frightened by their comrade's death, continuing to crawl up, their large mouths gaping like blood basins ready to bite.Memphis had a chance to catch his breath, quickly pulling the ice spear out of the large-handed zombie's eye socket, and thrusting it straight into the mouth of an approaching zombie.At the same time, Amanda swung the baseball bat, hitting the top of the other zombie's head with a "bop" flattening it.The two level 1 and level 2 zombies were killed before they co
Watching Amanda use her skill and excitedly explaining, Lionel hurriedly stammered:"Can... Can you recover me too? I'm so tired, only 2 stamina points left..."He had spent half an hour in the office fighting off 3 or 4 zombies and was nearly exhausted.Amanda awkwardly said:"It will be 5 more minutes before I can use it again."Memphis looked at him for a moment, then said:"Just wait a bit. This time she served me, next time it will be your turn."His words were somewhat strange, causing all three to fall into a brief silence. Memphis coughed and led the way down:"Let's go, you two need to be a bit more careful."Lionel and Amanda shook off their random thoughts and quickly followed Memphis.As soon as they exited the emergency stairs, a level 2 zombie approached.Memphis casually slashed it, then calmly ordered:"Watch the situation behind us, keep me informed, I'll lead the way.""Got it!"The outdoor parking lot was on the left side. Memphis glanced over and immediately saw a
The big-handed zombie let out a cry, its other hand swatting over, immediately deflecting the ice spear, causing it to only pierce its right shoulder.But that was enough for Memphis. He immediately spent a point of intellect, shooting cold air into the wound, freezing the zombie's shoulder quickly, then with a pop, it shattered into small pieces, leaving half its body in fragments.Even so, it didn't die, nor did it feel pain, letting out a loud cry, its swollen arm grabbing the ice spear, trying to pull Memphis closer.Memphis immediately let go, spending another point of intellect to create an ice hammer, decisively smashing it into its head.Bop!The heavy ice hammer crushed the zombie's head into pulp, and it immediately fell to the side, unable to even groan.Only then did the remaining three zombies notice the commotion, all simultaneously shuffling over, reaching out their monstrous claws towards Memphis.6 seconds to maintain the skill.Memphis's head was a bit dizzy, the ice
Memphis continued to examine the remaining two skill books and the item card."Ding! First-tier passive skill: Enhanced Resilience. Skill attribute: Permanently gives the owner +3 resilience. The skill cannot be repeated, but can be enhanced and advanced.""Ding! First-tier active skill: Thunder Ball. Skill attribute: Summons two thunder balls from the sky to strike the target. Activation cost: 1 stamina point, 2 intelligence points. Cooldown: 2 minutes. Note: Power and number of thunder balls are determined by intelligence and skill level.""Ding! Apocalypse Jacket lv3. Attribute: +1 to all stats. Durability 3/3, can defend against 3 attacks from monsters bel
After slashing two more level 2 zombies, the area around the gas station was clear of monsters.He was unlucky not to have dropped any items, gaining only exp and gold coins."70/80 exp, almost leveling up."Memphis hesitated for a moment but ultimately discarded the idea of searching for more zombies to kill. Safety was paramount; once safe, he could think further. If he recklessly left the safe zone and encountered a zombie above level 10, he would surely die without a burial place.Returning to the car, Memphis saw Lionel filling a plastic can in the back.
Memphis pushed on for another four days, earning the mission reward and finally overcoming his difficulties.They ran for another five minutes, finally reaching the end of DT2 Road. The next turn led to Greenfield Lane, which intersected with Water Lily Road, where Memphis' house was located.Memphis signaled Lionel to slow down, concentrating on scanning the surroundings to avoid a high-level zombie ambush.Fortunately, there were no high-level zombies on Greenfield Lane. Memphis only saw a few scattered zombies around a black Jeep trapped between two cars on the road."The infection level 1, can turn living beings into their kind.""The infection level 2, can turn living beings into their kind."Only seven or eight low-level zombies were scratching at the vehicle. Luckily, the Jeep was quite sturdy, and although the people inside were terrified, their lives were not in immediate danger.Lionel drove closer, and Memphis jumped out cautiously, instructing Lionel to stay alert while he
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Jarred could only stick his tongue out, panting heavily, pretending not to hear. He lacked the strength to argue, letting his brother’s scolding wash over him. Around him, Sasha activated her Springtime Youth skill, restoring 80% of his maximum stamina and mental energy while eliminating two debuffs: nausea and hallucinations. Warren followed with Mysterious Turtle Saves The World, erasing 80% of his physical damage and tripling his recovery rate until all his injuries were healed.Both Sasha and Warren had recently consumed a bounty of experience crystals, reaching level 10. Their third-tier skills, enhanced to +3, made their healing abilities truly formidable.Seeing that his brother was out of danger, Memphis felt a fleeting sense of relief, though it was soon replaced by an unexpected pang of envy.He feared death. The kind of experimentation Jarred had just undertaken to refine his skill proficiency—testing it on his own body—was something Memphis longed to attempt but could neve
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Why didn’t humanity retreat to create distance and dodge these attacks? Because if everyone retreated, who would hold the line? The fortifications painstakingly built could not simply be abandoned.Humanity was clever, but the zombies were learning too. After Memphis issued the order to fall back, maintaining distance, the level 29 M2 went berserk, unleashing wide-area Soul Suppression attacks across the entire battlefield. Even without clear targets, it roared relentlessly, targeting the peripheral zones of the low-level zombie horde under attack.This carpet-bombing tactic created a situation where assault soldiers endured continuous shockwaves. Even if they weren’t directly targeted, the residual effects depleted their energy pointlessly, while the "useless" survivors remained untouched.It was a disaster. Realizing the beast couldn’t be easily deceived, Memphis had no choice but to deploy forces closer to the battlefield again, using human lives as shields for the troops. The situ
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Just yesterday, over a dozen residents from Hope Town, despite having endured countless hardships and learning the value of peace, still dared to stand against order. How could Memphis be assured that the residents of Iron Stone Town would stay compliant?The extreme protest in Rutted Track yesterday was a nightmare Memphis had no intention of repeating. He needed to prepare from the smallest steps to block similar schemes in the future. The most straightforward and upright method? Throw those eager to join into the flames of war until they were thoroughly tempered."Understand the pain and harshness of war? Understood, haven’t you? Then live sensibly from now on."This was just one reason why he kept the residents of Iron Stone Town in their original location. Another