Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zhou Qiang was sitting in the rental house checking his supplies. There were not many things that could be brought to the end of the world.

In the last days, everything is lacking, but nothing is lacking.

Whether it is lacking or not depends on different people.

Water and food are more valuable than gold to survivors.

But in Zhou Qiang's eyes, living on the modern earth, you can get as much as you want.

Guns and ammunition, Zhou Qiangque.

This is contraband and cannot be obtained by Zhou Qiang now.

All Zhou Qiang could bring was food and water.

In addition, Zhou Qiang brought twenty straight wood chopping knives this time.

Before the armor and battle ax are delivered, use the easiest-to-find woodcutter to replace them.

The lethality of the woodcutter is naturally impressive.

Use it well, one knife at a time.

The most important thing is that it is so easy to buy. Go to the old street market and buy whatever you want, no one will care about you at all.

"Things always come step by step."

Zhou Qiang did not dwell on the issue of guns.

Zhou Qiang put the water, food and machete into the storage space, and then looked at the countdown.

Five minutes left.

Zhou Qiang walked to the window, and it was noon outside.

Taking a deep breath of air that belongs to the modern earth, Zhou Qiang crossed his arms and watched.

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

[Countdown to forced transmission!]

【10】

【9】

【8】

Listening to the sound of the countdown, Zhou Qiang was nervous and mixed with expectation.

As the final countdown returned to zero, Zhou Qiang disappeared from the room.

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The end of the world.

It's still a familiar room.

Zhou Qiang appeared, opened his eyes, and immediately went into alert.

The door was locked and not opened.

"Safety!"

Zhou Qiang's tense nerves relaxed.

The zombie uncle and the female white-collar zombie stayed in the room exactly according to Zhou Qiang's instructions for three days.

They were given instructions to get together.

The two zombies moved and climbed up.

Seeing the zombie's majestic appearance and ferocious face again, Zhou Qiang was still a little uncomfortable.

Instead of rushing to open the door, he walked to the window.

Looking outside, there have been a lot more zombies wandering around the residential building in the past three days.

After looking around the visible angles and confirming that there were no mutated zombies, Zhou Qiang felt relieved.

[You need to create more zombies to meet the conditions for unlocking higher-level zombies.]

In my mind, the system prompts sounded.

Zhou Qiang was startled.

This zombie production system always makes a prompt sound silently.

Not afraid of scaring people either.

In this silence, if a sound suddenly appears, anyone would be easily frightened.

In fact, Zhou Qiang planned to do this even if the system did not prompt him.

I didn't waste nearly two million dollars just to create more zombies.

With the system prompt, Zhou Qiang realized that another clue had appeared.

Creating enough zombies will unlock the next level of zombies.

The specific quantity is not specified.

There is no other way, we can only explore.

"System, create ten zombies."

Zhou Qiang did not hesitate and immediately issued the order.

Instantly, the room lit up with light.

Ten groups of light emerged, composed of countless light particles, forming ten zombies.

Just a minute later, ten zombies appeared in the room.

The originally small room was filled with zombies.

If you were a survivor, you would definitely be scared to death in this group of zombies.

Surrounded by so many zombies, it is almost impossible to escape alive.

Zhou Qiang was surrounded in the middle, looking at these zombies so close, he was still somewhat nervous.

"It will take some time to fully adapt."

With a wry smile, Zhou Qiang began to examine the ten zombies created this time.

The zombies created by the zombie production system are all random.

If you are unlucky, the zombies you create may be incomplete and of limited use.

The zombie closest to Zhou Qiang is only 1.4 meters tall. She is a little girl, probably a junior high school student.

It was wearing a school uniform and was in tatters.

It has waist-length hair and two empty eyes focused on Zhou Qiang's body.

If it wasn't the end of the world, it should be a cute loli.

After becoming a zombie, both adults and children can exert one hundred percent of their power.

But there are also different ones.

The zombies turned into adults are definitely more powerful.

The little girl is weak after all.

Of course, if used properly, these gaps can be bridged.

But Zhou Qiang's brows still furrowed.

The little female zombie in front of me is missing an arm.

The fracture rotted, exposing a section of bone.

Without an arm, combat effectiveness is halved.

"Well, at least it can be used in other ways."

Zhou Qiang comforted himself and looked at the white-haired old zombie next to him. It was quite complete.

Ignore this old zombie.

A strong zombie about 1.88 meters tall appeared.

Zhou Qiang showed a smile.

Although he has become a zombie, this strong zombie still has bulging muscles and is full of intimidation.

With arms that are not much smaller than my thighs, the power of swinging them is naturally more terrifying.

This strong man's zombie was relatively complete, with only his chest rotting and some black liquid leaking out.

Injuries that are fatal to humans are not even considered injuries on zombies.
To be continued...