Ning Yu frowned slightly and turned her head to look.
Shen Yiyue's expression, which had just relaxed, tensed up again as she saw the situation behind Ning Yu.
Xu Qiang's corpse had turned ashen gray, with deep blue veins visible across his body.
His blood-stained face was rapidly decaying, becoming grotesquely ugly.
He struggled on the ground, then slowly stood up.
His eyeballs were now mostly white, no longer resembling those of a human.
Low, raspy growls emerged from his mouth, which opened to release a foul stench.
He had turned into a zombie so quickly!
Shen Yiyue had seen many zombies from afar on the streets, but she had never witnessed a freshly turned zombie up close.
She nearly screamed but managed to cover her mouth, her remaining sanity preventing her from making noise.
If she screamed loudly, it would surely agitate the zombies outside and surround the supermarket.
She also suppressed the urge to vomit.
[Ding! New player task (3/3) triggered: Kill a zombie!]
[Task reward: Low-grade T-virus immunity capsule (3 hours) exchange permission, 150 points]
A cold prompt sounded in her mind. It seemed this was the final part of the chain of tasks.
Ning Yu herself was also seeing a real zombie for the first time outside of zombie movies.
But her expression remained unchanged.
To her, both humans and zombies were just walking flesh.
As long as it was flesh, it should have weaknesses!
The zombie finally steadied itself and, seeing two fresh bodies before it, let out a low roar and charged forward.
Ning Yu prepared to lure the incoming zombie away from Shen Yiyue's direction.
So she moved to the side.
But the zombie didn't change direction, still charging towards the corner where Shen Yiyue sat.
It seems to have very low intelligence, Ning Yu assessed inwardly.
So she walked directly towards the zombie, then nimbly sidestepped to trip it.
The zombie lost its footing and fell to the ground, immediately trying to get up again.
Ning Yu didn't take the opportunity to finish it off while it was trying to stand.
Instead, she quietly waited for the zombie to fully stand up again.
This time, the zombie finally noticed Ning Yu, roaring at her and charging towards her.
"What is she doing?" Shen Yiyue wondered, confused.
She had created an opportunity but didn't kill the zombie.
Was she trying to play a game of hide-and-seek with the zombie?
In fact, Ning Yu was assessing the zombie's overall condition.
She wanted to use this fresh zombie to study their basic characteristics, since these creatures now filled the streets.
Ning Yu moved like an agile cat, completely at ease in the face of the zombie's lunges and grabs.
The zombie couldn't even touch Ning Yu's shadow.
As she dodged effortlessly, she glanced at Wang Fuxiang's corpse on the ground.
His body showed no changes yet - his skin hadn't turned gray, and his veins hadn't turned deep blue.
It seemed that after death, there was a chance of turning into a zombie, or the transformation time varied for different people.
Soon, Ning Yu began her counterattack.
Avoiding another lunge from the zombie, her blood-stained Western-style dress swirled beautifully with her movements.
She quickly lowered her body, using her dagger to cut the tendons and ligaments in the zombie's legs.
To her surprise, this had no effect on the zombie's movements at all.
If it were a normal human, they would be unable to walk by now.
But the zombie's movements weren't slowed at all, and it lunged at her again.
Using the same method, Ning Yu cut the tendons in the zombie's upper limbs, but its flailing arms were completely unaffected.
What a terrifying monster!
She didn't know how this virus had altered the flesh, but these typical human weaknesses no longer applied.
Ning Yu calmly assessed the situation.
Her subsequent attacks on various vital organs and the spine had no effect on the zombie either.
Ning Yu decided she had seen enough.
She switched the dagger to a reverse grip in her left hand and picked up the axe from Wang Fuxiang's corpse with her right.
With an elegant sidestep, as the zombie leaned forward, she swung the axe and chopped off its head in one stroke.
The zombie's body immediately went still and collapsed to the ground.
But its severed head on the ground was still grimacing and moving its mouth!
Without lungs, throat, or vocal cords, it couldn't make any sound.
She hadn't expected that even with its head cut off, the monster wasn't completely dead.
Ning Yu walked over expressionlessly and stabbed her dagger into the brain of the rolling zombie head.
The zombie head froze, then ceased all movement.
It seemed that directly damaging the brain tissue was the best way to eliminate zombies.
Ning Yu made her final assessment.
Shen Yiyue watched in awe at Ning Yu's one-sided, overwhelming battle.
She was reminded of the "Butcher Ding Cuts Up an Ox" story she had learned in Chinese class, where the butcher's skill was described as seeing no whole ox - this was surely on that level!
The zombie had only clumsily attacked left and right, while Ning Yu seemed to be dancing with it.
She gracefully made incisions at key points, one after another.
When killing the two thugs earlier, Ning Yu had used sneak attacks. This was the first time Shen Yiyue had seen her fight head-on.
She felt a chill: if she had angered Ning Yu earlier, her fate would have been sealed.
At the same time, she felt a glimmer of hope: if she followed Ning Yu, could she also become strong?
[You have killed a common zombie, gained 10 points]
[Ding! New player task (3/3) completed: Kill a zombie!]
[Reward issued: Low-grade T-virus immunity capsule (3 hours) exchange permission, 150 points!]
A series of reward notifications sounded in Ning Yu's mind.
From the content, it seemed that killing common zombies would earn points, which could be exchanged for items.
And this low-grade T-virus immunity capsule sounded intriguing.
Ning Yu wiped the dagger and axe clean again and walked over to Shen Yiyue.
Continuing the conversation that had been interrupted by the zombie:
"I need you to cooperate with me and act together."
"In exchange, I'll look after your safety and teach you how to survive."
"I might even give you a chance to reunite with your sister and family."
"How does that sound? Fair enough?"
Looking at Ning Yu's delicate face and the faint amber color in her eyes, which were filled with calmness and confidence,
Shen Yiyue's gaze only hesitated briefly before becoming resolute again.
"Alright!" she agreed decisively.
No matter what, as long as she had a chance to reunite with her sister and family,
She was willing to do anything!
Shen Yiyue struggled to her feet from the dirty floor.
Her beautiful body had been kicked hard many times by Xu Qiang, and she had likely sustained serious injuries.
Her movements were somewhat shaky.
As soon as she raised her head, she saw Wang Fuxiang's corpse beginning to twitch slightly.
Gray and deep blue colors started spreading across his body.
Ning Yu noticed it too.
However, this time she didn't even turn her head.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
