[Ding, Lisa kills a level 1 zombie, shared points 1, current points 69]
[Ding, Lisa kills a level 1 zombie, shared points 1, current points 71]
Several zombies closest to Lisa were killed, and Derick also gained a few points at the sa ti. It felt satisfying to benefit without having to do anything.
Lisa was particularly excited. Her marksmanship was now completely different from before. Previously, it would take her several shots to kill a zombie, but now it was almost a headshot with every shot. It felt effortless, and she instantly fell in love with it.
Seeing Lisa's excited and energetic shooting, Zelda was stunned. She had witnessed Zelda's marksmanship earlier, and it was terrible. A short training period couldn't possibly turn her into a sharpshooter.
But what was happening now? It felt like she had been practicing for more than a decade, making such a significant improvent in an instant.
Keep in mind that Zelda's marksmanship was already top-notch. Even with her natural talent, it took her several years of training to reach this level. Let alone an ordinary person, it would take them seven or eight years to achieve this level.
"Ah... da da da!" Lisa excitedly held her submachine gun, mowing down the zombies in the hospital like cutting wheat. However, with her continuous rate of fire, she quickly emptied the entire magazine in just a dozen seconds.
Ignoring the astonishnt of the other won, Lisa quickly changed to a new magazine and continued firing.
"What are you standing there for? Clean up quickly! Zelda, take two people and search the nearby building for any stragglers..."
Zelda turned around abruptly, leading a few people to clear the zombies in the vicinity. At the sa ti, Lisa led the other won to surround the wandering zombies at the hospital entrance.
On the rooftop of the hospital building, Derick wielded a sniper rifle and killed the last zombie wandering at the entrance.
[Ding, host kills a level 1 zombie, earns 1 point, current points 265]
"This thing is really powerful..." Derick patted the sniper rifle in his hand. Once it hit a zombie, the impact would send it flying. Even if it didn't kill them by hitting their torso, the zombies wouldn't be able to get up.
Up to this point, all the zombies inside the hospital had been completely cleared. The entire hospital beca extrely quiet, devoid of the usual zombie roars.
[Ding, host clears all the zombies in the hospital, establishes the first initial base, officially starts the journey of dominance, rewards 1,000 points, opens the system space. Host, keep up the good work]
As expected, it finally arrived. It's the Apocalypse King System, so there's no way there wouldn't be rewards for establishing a base. 1,000 points is quite good. He can exchange it for two master-level skills or teach four equivalent skills to others.
But this system space is absolutely useful. Derick had complained more than once about how every ti he went out to search for supplies, he would return with bags full, looking like a grocery shopper.
Otherwise, if he drove, many places in the city were inaccessible, which was quite troubleso. Sotis it was faster for him to walk.
Now that he had a system space, who knows how much more convenient it would be. Simple and easy to use, the storage space was not small. Derick had observed that it was roughly about ten square ters, enough to accommodate a small car.
Except for living things, it was no different from those system spaces in novels.
Lightly using his mind to control it, Derick
felt the sniper rifle in his hand instantly disappear, and in his mind, a black sniper rifle appeared in the system space. He took it out, put it back, took it out again, put it back... Derick found it extrely interesting...
This was true superpower, even though it wasn't sothing he developed himself, he could still use it normally. He was becoming more and more excited, wondering what it would be like when he truly developed his own supernatural ability?
Downstairs, Lisa was directing a few won to block the entrance of the hospital and defend the gaps to prevent any zombies from getting in. anwhile, Lisa herself was eating nearby, seemingly completely unconcerned about the bloody scene on the ground not far away.
"It's raining..." as if foretelling sothing, after Derick and the others finished clearing the zombies in the hospital, it started raining in the afternoon. This was the first heavy rain since the apocalypse began.
Surviving in the midst of the apocalypse was already difficult, and this sudden heavy rain further plunged Greybear City and the entire Donghai Province into the dangers brought by the torrential downpour. The rain poured down heavily, causing flooding in many areas.
Many drainage systems had failed, and with no one to maintain them, the accumulated water on the ground had reached over a ter deep.
Greybear City was relatively fortunate as its drainage system was still functioning, unaffected by the floods. However, it made life even more difficult for the survivors, and even venturing out to find food beca a challenge.
Derick was comfortable inside the hospital base. There was an ample food supply, and the base was situated on higher ground, immune to the effects of the heavy rain.
Greybear University was located in the southeastern corner of Greybear City, in a large university district. It was at a distance from the city center, similar to a suburban area.
The university was originally built in this location due to its scenic views and proximity to the airport and subway stations, making it convenient. It was less than two kiloters away from Greybear City Hospital.
Inside the Greybear University gymnasium, Edgar looked outside with a worried expression. The floodwaters had already subrged his waist. If the gymnasium didn't drain the water soon, they would all be drowned.
In a corner of the gymnasium, over a hundred students huddled together in fear on a pile of sports equipnt. They were both male and female, and their fear was not caused by the torrential rain, but by Edgar.
During peaceti, Edgar was just an ordinary physical education teacher, watching a group of energetic female students in their sexy outfits exuding youthful vitality in front of him.
He couldn't handle it, but during peaceti, he didn't dare do anything. The law was like a sword hanging over his head.
Fortunately, the apocalypse arrived, where life and death beca commonplace, and the law could no longer restrain everyone. Edgar's mind suddenly beca active, and he resorted to ruthless ans.
Under the guise of rescue, he gathered a few subordinates and took control of over a hundred students. Among them, beautiful female students were forced to beco his playthings, allowing him to experience a period of heavenly bliss.
Edgar threw the male student outside the gymnasium and said, "Go and open the sewer. If you succeed, your food rations will double, and you can freely choose two of the female students inside."
The male student scread in terror, "There are monsters outside, Edgar! Please, let co back inside!"
When the heavy rain arrived, the sewer system of Greybear University's gymnasium had beco blocked. A group of rats infected with the zombie virus appeared.
Though their numbers were not large, only a few thousand, they posed a deadly threat to the survivors inside the gymnasium. No one dared to venture outside, not even Edgar, a tall and strong physical education teacher.
Although he was powerful and ruthless, controlling this group of ignorant students was manageable. However, when faced with a large group of mutated zombie rats, he didn't dare to take a single step outside.
He sent two male students out tentatively, but they were imdiately overwheld by a swarm of rats and
bitten to death, not leaving a single bone fragnt behind.
Edgar, who was frightened to the point of almost peeing his pants, no longer dared to go out. He had to order people to block all the doors and windows of the hospital.
However, now they had no choice. The sewer system was blocked and needed to be cleared, otherwise, they would either drown or be devoured by the rats outside. Edgar didn't want to die.
"I'm telling you, either clear the sewer, and I'll let you enjoy two beautiful won, or go die. Choose one," Edgar said to the male student, who pleaded in vain.
He knew that Edgar was determined to have him clear the sewer. The last student who resisted was thrown into the zombie horde by Edgar.
Looking at the students still huddled together in the gymnasium, the male student felt extre hatred towards them. He thought to himself, "I won't let you all have an easy ti even in my death."
Imdiately, he ca up with a wicked plan and said, "Edgar, I can't clear the sewer on my own. You should send a few more people to help ."
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