The Second Day of the Apocalypse
Lily woke up in bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawning. She hadn't slept well the previous night, mostly because of the distracting sounds that persisted until the early hours of the morning.
Though faint, the sounds were like a nagging worm burrowing into her mind, making it hard to fall asleep. The piercing moans and screams of Olivia echoed incessantly in her head, driving her to near madness.
In stark contrast, Ryan had enjoyed himself thoroughly. He had spent the night ravishing the innocent Olivia, a pure and delicate beauty.
Her body had been pushed to its limits, enduring his unrelenting passion.
Her pussy was swollen from his fucking, and he even did not let go of her asshole, opening three holes in a row for the girl.
The long-accumulated desire was well released, but it was a pity for the young girl who was just experiencing sex for the first ti. She couldn't stand the tornting of Ryan, this fierce bull. Her voice was hoarse from shouting last night, and she was unconscious several tis.
The old saying goes, "It's the bull that tires, not the field," but in Ryan's case, it was quite the opposite. His robust physique allowed him to indulge without restraint, releasing pent-up desires repeatedly, filling her completely.
As Ryan moved, Olivia frowned a few tis, obviously in so pain, but she was too tired from last night and did not wake up.
Ryan's cock had been soaking in her pussy for a whole night and was still energetic, with his morning erection erect. He did not continue to tornt her. Ryan leaned against the head of the bed and turned on his cell phone.
By now, humanity had begun to develop a preliminary understanding of the apocalypse.
Although chaos persisted in various places, basic communication remained intact. Phone lines were operational, the internet was accessible, and essential utilities like water and electricity were still running in most areas, barring a few exceptions.
However, this stability was temporary.
Ryan had previously co across an online explanation about this. Even in the face of an apocalypse, essential public infrastructure wouldn't imdiately collapse. Many systems were automated and could continue functioning for months without human intervention.
For now, the majority of regions remained relatively unaffected. Even though certain power plants or water facilities might have been compromised by zombies, most public services were still operational, ensuring communication wasn't entirely cut off.
As Ryan casually browsed through online forums, he found that even amidst the apocalypse, people's sense of humor persisted. Many were adopting a "might as well enjoy the chaos" attitude.
"Anyone awakened as an ability user yet? Co on, it's the apocalypse! Where are the superpowers?"
"You're dreaming, mate."
"Clearly, soone's read too many novels. Why not throw in so spiritual energy revival while you're at it?"
"Help! I'm in XX City! There are zombies surrounding my house. Can soone co save ?!"
"Help! I'm out of food at ho and too scared to go outside to look. Can anyone bring so bread? I'm willing to... accompany you in return. Here's my photo—please, kind souls, co quickly."
"Wow, the person above is horrendously ugly. Even if soone ca to save you, they'd probably be disgusted by the sight. Forget about it."
Ryan scrolled casually through the posts, smirking at the absurd comnts. The internet was practically exploding with activity.
Every major platform was overwheld with discussions about zombies and the apocalypse. Panic gripped the world, yet people still found ways to amuse themselves amidst the chaos.
For now, the governnt hadn't collapsed. Official news channels urged citizens to stay indoors, lock their windows and doors, and be wary of zombie attacks. The authorities assured the public that the governnt and military would co to their aid.
While browsing, Ryan looked for any useful information.
So far, there had been no sign of the supernatural powers or "ability users" often ntioned in apocalyptic novels. However, his own system was undoubtedly an exception.
"System, do you think I'll awaken so kind of ability?" Ryan asked eagerly in his mind.
The system's cold, chanical voice replied:
[When the host's physical attributes each reach 100, the ability system will unlock, breaking through human limitations and stepping into the realm of the extraordinary. The system will also undergo an upgrade at that point.]
"An actual ability system?!" Ryan excitent grew. If what the system said was true, he was on the path to invincibility. All he had to do was push his base attributes to 100 to unlock abilities.
Currently, his stats stood as follows:
Stamina: 27
Speed: 30
Attack: 33
Remaining Points: 156
It cost 30 points to upgrade a single attribute by one, and the required points increased with higher levels.
"Looks like the task of killing zombies is a long-term mission," Ryan thought to himself. But the idea of gaining supernatural powers fired him up.
He had already reviewed the system store. While there were many interesting options, none were imdiately essential. His priority now was to hunt as many zombies as possible, earn points, and bring all his stats up to 100 to unlock his abilities.
Yesterday, he still had over 400 points but had spent a chunk on purchasing a Vehicle Mastery Skill. This skill allowed him to quickly learn how to operate and repair various basic vehicles, a crucial ability in an apocalyptic setting.
With the remaining points, he invested in boosting his physical stamina. His updated stats were:
Host: Ryan
Abilities: None
Stamina: 30
Speed: 30
Attack: 33
Ryan decided to balance his growth, ensuring there were no weaknesses in his stats. Increasing stamina also gave him greater endurance, a significant advantage for prolonged combat scenarios.
While scrolling through the posts, Ryan stumbled upon a peculiar thread titled: "A Very Strange Zombie."
Curious, he clicked on it and saw a series of photos, apparently taken by soone through a window. The pictures showed a dense crowd of zombies gathered outside.
At first glance, there didn't seem to be anything unusual. But two minutes into the footage, sothing shocking happened—a deep roar erupted from the crowd, and a towering zombie, much larger than the others, stood up. It was a full two ters tall and impressively muscular.
What made it stand out even more was its distinctly darker skin tone. As it roared a few more tis, the surrounding zombies visibly backed away, as though intimidated or fearful.
It was imdiately clear that this zombie was different from the rest—stronger, more fearso, and far more imposing.
Ryan eyes lit up. "Could this be what the system ant by zombie levels?"
He recalled how the system always described the zombies he had killed as "Level 1 Zombies" and rewarded him with one point per kill. Back then, Ryan had wondered if zombies were categorized by levels.
Now, it seed that his hunch was correct—zombies had distinct ranks.
This discovery filled him with excitent. If there were higher-level zombies, they might yield better rewards or even unique benefits when defeated. It also ant that the challenges ahead would grow more dangerous, but that only fueled his resolve to grow stronger.
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