The team led by Elder Chen is accelerating their progress by utilizing the resources they have acquired.

Meanwhile, Trump, far across the ocean, was in a panic!

Getting people from your country to work for you is really not easy, unless there are huge benefits involved.

Otherwise, even if you were the president, they wouldn't pay any attention to you.

In particular, once Trump learned that accepting missions would increase the treasure chest refresh rate, he decided to go it alone.

Since I'm not counting on being the first to complete the task, I might as well do it all by myself and enjoy all the treasure boxes all to myself.

He wasn't the only one who thought this way; many customers thought the same.

It's better to go it alone than to team up and split those treasure chests. Although it's a bit slower, if you can complete it, you'll reap the greatest benefits.

However, Trump overestimated his strength and underestimated the number of zombies.

He has already wiped out wave after wave of zombies, yet there are still so many left.

I've been using laser vision lately, and my eyes are practically smoking, yet I still haven't dealt with half of the zombies.

With little time left in his mission, Trump could only hope that the magic box would work its magic.

He arrived at a nearby warship, preparing to go aboard and take a look.

But before he even set foot on it, he sensed a deadly crisis.

My body hair stood on end, a chill ran down my spine, and my sixth sense was screaming at me.

Trump quickly stepped back, only to see the warship in front of him suddenly swallowed by a gaping maw.

"What? Has this whale been given hormones?"

The monster that emerged and swallowed the warship whole was a mutated blue whale.

Blue whales were originally the largest animals in the ocean, and now, after mutation, they are hundreds of meters long.

The weight of the object, weighing over a thousand tons, crashed heavily onto the sea, sending large sprays of water hurtling towards Trump.

Trump quickly dodged; even he was helpless against a monster of this caliber.

I was originally hoping to see if there were any weapons up there that could help me deal with the zombies as soon as possible.

After all, we live in an evolutionary world where any weapon with great power can be used.

He remembered that the Bald Eagle's warships were originally supposed to be equipped with missiles, but now everything was gone.

As for nuclear weapons, they're long gone; they were probably eaten by some monsters.

After all, that's a great source of energy, it would be strange if the monsters weren't tempted.

However, he didn't come away empty-handed this time; at least he found a treasure box in some ruins.

Trump eagerly opened the box.

[Leo's Physical Skills: A prince from the L77 Nebula in the Leo constellation, who, through a series of efforts, became an instructor in the Land of Light.]

This manual of physical techniques also includes Leo's ultimate move—the Leo Flying Kick. If your body is strong enough, there's nothing you can't kick through.

Upon seeing this, Trump looked disgusted.

He had already learned the universal fighting techniques of the Land of Light, so this Leo physical technique wouldn't be of much help.

What he's trying to develop now is a weapon capable of widespread destruction.

But since the decision has already been made, Trump can't afford to waste it.

He directly absorbed this Leo physical technique, and various moves and combat skills practiced in Trump's mind.

Trump opened his eyes with a hint of surprise, not expecting that Leo's physical skills had such potential for development.

Hit yourself with a Jeep?

Looking down at his own body, he saw the benefits of the super soldier serum and gene therapy, as well as the enhancement from the Superman underwear.

His physical strength has reached a terrifying level.

Even if you stand still, you can be hit by hundreds of jeeps without any problem.

However, this idea is quite good, considering that there is still some unused power from the medicine within my body.

The Jeep cannot realize its potential because it poses no threat to itself.

However, in this evolved world, other customers and monsters in the sea can do it.

Trump composed himself and decided to wait until he returned home to have his father, Deng Xiaoping, help him develop the potential using Godzilla.

As for Old Deng disagreeing, that's not true. Doesn't he know the value of being given the cold shoulder?

Then I experienced Leo's signature flying kick.

Um!

That's a pretty impressive move, but it's a bit tiring on your feet.

Why don't you give it a try?

The idea popped into Trump's head, and he simply jumped up.

Using his recently developed superhuman flight ability, he instantly flew over a hundred meters.

Logically, the higher you fly, the stronger this ultimate move should be.

But Trump doesn't have the guts to fly any higher. He's physically strong, but he's not sure if his feet can handle it.

"Leo's Flying Kick!"

Trump roared, straightened his left leg, bent his right leg, and kicked towards the horde of zombies below.

A zombie leader looked up and saw this scene, then asked his companion, "Brother, have you ever witnessed a footwork technique that descends from the sky?"

The zombie leader, when asked, shook his head and said, "Never heard of it, never seen it before."

The kick landed right in the middle of the zombie horde.

The zombies that were kicked were instantly vaporized by the intense heat.

Then a mushroom cloud rose from the spot.

The violent power, carrying intense heat, spread outwards.

Along the way, they encountered zombies, houses, mutated animals, cars... all of which were destroyed.

The two zombie leaders who were watching felt a violent gust of air rush towards them, and before they could even scream, they were destroyed.

A huge crater, fifty meters in diameter, appeared right in the center of the impact.

Trump jumped out of the crater and dusted himself off.

He was quite satisfied with the commotion he had caused!

This kick unleashed energy equivalent to the power of a long-range intercontinental ballistic missile.

"Hahaha, with a human body, the power is comparable to that of a god," Trump laughed, hands on his hips.

I didn't have high expectations for this move, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful.

In other words, Trump doesn't usually pay much attention to the tokusatsu dramas of his former "son".

The most basic knowledge about Ultraman comes from his universal fighting techniques.

If he knew that Leo was the best in close combat among all the Ultramen, he wouldn't have doubted it.

After all, Leo needs light, and if the light isn't good, it's not particularly outstanding in other aspects either.

He has earned this reputation entirely because of his physical skills, which are unique in the entire Ultraman universe.

It's true that surprises always come in such unexpected ways; this Leo flying kick is equivalent to a wide-range destructive weapon.

With little time remaining, Trump was confident he could complete the mission within the allotted time.

The only drawback of this Leo Flying Kick is that it consumes too much stamina. With my current stamina, I can only do two more at most.

But it doesn't matter. After I rest for a while, I'll show these zombies what it means to fall from the sky.