Zhou Qiang nodded, five seconds is already very impressive. Especially in a fight, every second is a time of life and death.

Even your current strength will be affected.

It can be seen that this ability is really strong.

"Let me ask, your skills shouldn't be about seduction or something like that?"

Zhou Qiang looked at Guan Xue's vixen-like face and couldn't help but ask.

Guan Xue was stunned.

Then he chuckled.

The other dark witches also laughed.

Guan Xue even got closer to Zhou Qiang, pressed against Zhou Qiang's body, breathed into Zhou Qiang's ear and said, "Boss, if you want, I will definitely be happy to serve you."

"Or, there are so many of us sisters together?"

As she said this, she chuckled.

"..."

Zhou Qiang was stunned, so direct?

It seems like these words are so tempting.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Zhou Qiang's reaction was quick.

His taste is not so strong yet, they were zombies before.

"You are brought here this time to strengthen your entry into the organization of the Twelve Disciples."

"Your mission is to ensure the normal operation of this organization."

"If a crisis arises, you take action to solve it."

Zhou Qiang had a serious look on his face.

Guan Xue and others became serious, "Boss, we know what to do."

As third-level mutated zombies, Guan Xue and the others have strong defenses that are not even afraid of bullets.

With their strength and speed, they can lift a car and throw it out, and they can run over 100 meters in three seconds at most.

Half superman.

All ten people were assigned to the Twelve Apostles, which was enough for the Twelve Apostles to operate.

If not enough.

The tyrant has been unlocked. At worst, I will bring a few more tyrants here.

However, the price-performance ratio of Tyrant is too poor.

The manufacturing price is only 100 million.

Bring it here, one in a billion.

Each third-level dark witch costs 10 million to make, but bringing it to modern earth requires 100 million in funds.

These ten female fairies in front of me cost Zhou Qiang eleven hundred million.

Shockingly expensive.

"Contact Lucy and then leave."

Zhou Qiang told Guan Xue Lucy's contact information.

Guan Xue showed an extremely charming smile, "Boss, are you sure you don't need so many of our sisters to serve you for a few days?"

The consequence of this sentence was to make Zhou Qiang disappear from the room in a fit of piss.

When heading to the end of the world, Zhou Qiang could still hear the unbridled laughter of Guan Xue and the others.

As a boss, I have failed too much.

Apocalyptic world.

Zhou Qiang appeared and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

I almost couldn't hold it anymore.

If you have a big party with them, it seems... it seems... good.

Zhou Qiang felt a little regretful.

Shaking his head, Zhou Qiang heard constant reminders in his mind.

【You get 1 manufacturing point!】

【You get 1 manufacturing point!】

【You get 1 manufacturing point!】

It's like refreshing the screen.

Fortunately, this kind of prompt sound had no impact on Zhou Qiang.

I previously asked my nearly a thousand mutated zombies to clean up the zombies, and they would faithfully carry out the task.

"If you have enough manufacturing points and the amount of funds in your hand, you can create zombies at will."

"Even if you are a tyrant, you can just come and beat him."

Zhou Qiang is extremely heroic.

I can't help it, I have money now.

The US$12 billion of the Twelve Apostles, the zombie manufacturing system ignored the rules of the modern earth and was directly converted into national currency, allowing Zhou Qiang to use it directly.

All funds under Zhou Qiang's name will be automatically classified.

In other words, the funds Zhou Qiang can use have reached more than 80 billion.

Funding: 81.7 billion

Manufacturing point:312512

Seeing this manufacturing point, Zhou Qiang was very satisfied.

In such a short period of time, more than 200,000 manufacturing points were obtained.

Zhou Qiang walked out of the room where he was staying.

The streets outside were covered with zombie corpses.

These corpses are very miserable.

Whether it's a hellhound, a scythe, a growler, a crawler, etc., they are absolutely brutal in killing ordinary zombies.

"It's a big loss this time."

"The zombie boys sent into the zombie wave are actually uncontrollable."

Zhou Qiang shook his head.

The zombie tide will not end in such a short time.

The five hundred zombies who participated were mainly ordinary zombies, mammoths, and swift ones.

Without control, they are no different from wild zombies.

When the zombie wave ends, we don’t know how many will be left.

This area has been thoroughly cleaned and there are no zombies to be seen.

"Lightning Armor!"

Zhou Qiang shouted.

Lightning Spike, who had been in the house, came out.

Zhou Qiang jumped up, landed on it, and then sat on its back.

Grab it by the horns.

Lightning Spike Armor was officially used as a mount by Zhou Qiang.

Its convenience and speed are far beyond what a modified heavy truck can match.

"Walk!"

Lightning Spike Armor doesn't look like a zombie, but like a monster.

However, Zhou Qiang knows that it is indeed a type of zombie, because it is the same as a zombie, has no emotions, acts mechanically, and has no pain nerves. Once it finds its prey, it will kill it.

Appearance-wise, it's hard to see any difference anyway.

The lightning spike armor led Zhou Qiang to run wildly on the street, very fast.

It can flexibly dodge obstacles in front of it and can even run along the walls of buildings.
To be continued...