Worldwide Apocalypse: Starting With Max-Level Skills

A long day passed. 𝗯𝗲𝐝𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝗹．𝐨𝗿𝗴

Wang Chen and the others returned to the mall before dark.

Everyone was satisfied.

The leveling-up of zombies was a good thing for them.

With Wang Chen's help, even the weak Fu Zhe reached Level 11.

Han Ying and Chen Feng, who were stronger, directly rose to Level 15.

Duan Lang also leveled up to Level 13 but did not receive any exclusive missions.

This meant that there were still more than 10 Descendants above Level 13 here.

As night fell, the other Descendants returned one after another.

However, Luo Tong and the others weren't so lucky.

The number of people had been reduced by half, and everyone was dejected. Clearly, things were not going well.

What was worse was that they still lacked food.

As the strength of the Descendants increased, one or two buns were no longer enough to replenish the energy consumed.

People's hearts gradually turned cold, and no one was willing to share their food with others.

"Damn it! I want buns! I don't need this stupid knife!" a man roared and threw his dagger on the ground. His face was ferocious.

He had gone out today and managed to save up a hundred Spirit Points with great difficulty. Who would have thought that he would only get a dagger?

Luo Tong looked coldly at the side.

Before this, he still harbored the illusion that he could gather these guys for his use. But now, he had completely given up on this idea. After all, this was just a group of motley crew.

On the seventh floor, Wang Chen and the others ate pork buns and drank pure water.

After interacting with him during the day, Chen Feng and the other two were much less wary of him. They gradually integrated into his team.

Hearing the roar downstairs, Duan Lang said with some emotion, "If it weren't for Mr. Wang, our lives wouldn't have been so good!"

Basically, all the zombies could not withstand a single slash from Wang Chen. This was the key to why they dared to kill the zombies wantonly.

If it was just the three of them, their hands and feet would be tied, and it would be impossible for them to have gained so much.

Dong! Dong!

Someone knocked on the door.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a slender figure standing in front of the door.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Chen frowned. He used the Eye of Insight Insight and immediately saw her information.

The woman's name was Lin Jiaorong, a Level 4. She had a Level 1 skill and 25 Spirit Points. Judging from the current situation, this woman was completely at the bottom of the Descendants.

"I... I'm looking for Fu Zhe," Lin Jiaorong bit her lips and said softly.

"Bro, it's for you!"

A wretched smile appeared on Duan Lang's face as he patted Fu Zhe who was at the side.

Fu Zhe was also stunned when he heard this. Although he had spent some time with Lin Jiaorong and the others, they hadn't interacted much.

He was at a loss and subconsciously looked at Wang Chen.

"Go!" Wang Chen nodded slightly at him.

Only then did Fu Zhe stand up and walk out.

"Miss Lin, why are you looking for me?" Fu Zhe asked awkwardly.

Lin Jiaorong had a tall figure and exquisite features. This kind of girl would never look at a fat otaku like him in the past.

"You…" Lin Jiarong whispered. "Can you lend me a few buns?"

"I'm sorry, I've eaten all my buns." Fu Zhe shook his head. He stopped after drawing ten buns today, and he had already finished them all.

Lin Jiaorong glanced into the room. There was a big bag beside Wang Chen, and there were at least dozens of buns in it.

"Then, can you help me borrow a few buns from Wang Chen? Tell him that as long as he's willing to give me buns, I'm willing to do anything!" she begged.

This wasn't just food; it was the hope of survival.

If they could not replenish their energy, it would form a vicious cycle and they would not be able to hunt zombies. Or because of their lack of stamina, they became prey during the hunt.

Therefore, Lin Jiaorong let go of the pride in her heart.

To most people, survival was the most important thing, and she was obviously not a person with integrity.

Fu Zhe was still hesitating.

Wang Chen took five buns and walked towards the door.

"Hmph! Men are all jerks!" Han Ying stared at Wang Chen's back and said fiercely.

She had also heard what Lin Jiaorong said. She felt that Wang Chen took a fancy to Lin Jiaorong!

"The Sage said that food and sex are human nature! Eating and liking beautiful things are all part of our nature! Which one of them is wrong?"

"You're so cultured. Are you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination?" Han Ying glared at him.

"Sigh! This bro is really preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. If not for this apocalypse, he would definitely have succeeded this time."

Duan Lang suddenly sighed.

A year of hard work was gone in a single night. If he had known this would happen, why would he have needed to work from five to twelve?

"You're thinking too much. Mr. Wang isn't that kind of person." Qi Yi adjusted his glasses.

At the door, upon seeing Wang Chen walking in, Lin Jiaorong felt a little uneasy. Her fingers twisted the dirty corner of her clothes to ease the tension in her heart.

"You said you're willing to do anything, right?" Wang Chen said indifferently.

Lin Jiaorong felt her face burning up. She nodded and said, "Yes!"

Wang Chen's gaze wandered around her body. After a moment of silence, he said, "Then, let's fight tomorrow! Even if you die and turn into a zombie, it would be better than this!"

To him, death was the most terrifying thing. Living without a bottom line was worse than death.

Therefore, he tried to save this fallen soul.

"Huh?"

Lin Jiaorong was stunned. She was already prepared for the worst, but she never expected Wang Chen to say this.

Wang Chen handed the bun to Lin Jiarong and said calmly, "You now have 35 EXP. If I see you tomorrow night and your EXP don't change, I'll kill you!"

Lin Jiarong took the bun and stammered, "But my strength is very weak."

"You took the initiative to look for me. This is not up to you!" Wang Chen shook his head.

He continued, "I suggest you eat here. If you go down, you might not be able to protect yourself."

He then turned around and left, leaving a confused Lin Jiarong standing at the door.

"As expected, the strong will not be dominated by their instincts," Qi Yi said with a smile.

He knew that Wang Chen was different from ordinary people.

Duan Lang's face twitched, and he said with emotion, "Mr. Wang is really abnormal. He doesn't even chew the meat that's in his mouth."

"Hmph! Do you think others are like you?" Han Ying coldly snorted and said in disdain.

However, the way she looked at him had become much gentler.

"What meat?" Chen Feng asked in a daze. He was the youngest and simple-minded. He did not know what these adults were talking about.

"Hehe, meat buns!" Duan Lang's vulgar smile was over the top

"Get lost!" Han Ying scolded. "Don't lead the child astray! Feng, don't learn from this fatty!"

And Wang Chen was not a saint after all, so he could not save everyone.

In this abandoned city, under the threat of death and hunger, the humans who had only arrived a few days ago quickly abandoned the morality that had been formed for thousands of years and became ferocious beasts.

The collapse of order had turned this place into a paradise for evil.

Desperate wails echoed over the dead city, but no one seemed to hear them.