The battle between the survivors and the howlers attracted a huge number of zombies.

Not only is the neighborhood crowded, but the streets outside are also densely packed.

There are also some zombies moving towards here from other places.

"Well, I can only continue to play dead."

Zhou Qiang didn't dare to command the zombies to move around. There were quite a few mutated zombies here. God knows what abnormalities they had with the zombies they created?

Half an hour later.

The surroundings returned to dead silence.

Without the sound source, the zombies gradually returned to their usual wandering state.

Under Zhou Qiang's control, the sturdy zombie turned over and climbed up.

Take out the axe from the green belt.

"puff!"

The knife rose and fell, chopping off the head of a zombie.

This thing has been hanging around in front of Zhou Qiang for a long time, and Zhou Qiang has been annoyed with it for a long time.

Under Zhou Qiang's command, the other zombies also found the axe they had just used.

There are a lot of zombies here, so it’s easy to kill them.

Dozens of zombies attacked at the same time, and the zombies that were caught off guard were chopped to the ground one by one.

After witnessing the strength of the survivors, Zhou Qiang's sense of crisis intensified.

Zhou Qiang knew before that this end of the world would not be simple.

But there is no concept.

Now we have it.

The strength of the survivors and the horror of the zombies made Zhou Qiang re-understand this world.

What Zhou Qiang is most anxious about now is to create Mammoths and Velociraptors.

Only with them can we have more protection in these last days.

Ordinary zombies are weak, and what Zhou Qiang can do is make up for it with numbers.

If you want to produce troops crazily, you need enough manufacturing points.

Controlling the burly zombie, Zhou Qiang became serious.

Now it’s a bit like leveling. As long as you have great perseverance, you will get enough manufacturing points.

…………

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

The community was littered with zombie corpses.

[You get 1 manufacturing point! ]

After hearing the prompt, Zhou Qiang looked at the manufacturing points and found that it had reached 330 manufacturing points.

The zombies in the community were almost cleared out.

After chopping for so long, the axe has become blunt and curved.

Zhou Qiang looked around and saw that there were still a few zombies around.

Using these manufacturing points, once the zombies are created, Zhou Qiang will have nearly sixty zombies in his hands.

Strength will be further expanded.

Not far away.

A created zombie, holding an axe with a slightly bent blade, chopped down a zombie.

But he didn't die.

The zombie that was created kept raising its hands, and after a few more slashes, the zombie's head was finally chopped off.

[You get a special talent fragment! ]

The prompt sounded.

It sounded so pleasant to Zhou Qiang's ears.

Zhou Qiang didn't expect that the second piece of special talent fragment would appear so suddenly.

Think about it, we have killed more than 300 zombies. According to the probability, it should drop.

Controlling the burly zombie, Zhou Qiang approached the zombie that appeared from the fragment.

This is the look of a greasy uncle.

There's nothing special about it.

Judging from his clothes, I really have no idea what kind of job he does.

It is unlikely to use it to infer the rules of fragment falling.

Logically speaking, people living in this area cannot possibly possess top-level abilities.

People with such top-level abilities either live in a villa or a large apartment in the city center.

This is the suburbs, what status does it have?

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that these zombies came here from other places.

Seeing that there was no gain, Zhou Qiang was too lazy to investigate further.

Just kill him anyway.

After a whole day of killing today, Zhou Qiang felt a little numb.

The zombies created can execute simple instructions and act according to the instructions.

He is not as efficient as the strong man controlled by Zhou Qiang.

But if their numbers are large enough, their efficiency will be far beyond Zhou Qiang's.

Of course, the zombie clones under Zhou Qiang's control will not suffer any losses.

However, the zombies who are merely following orders will definitely suffer losses.

"As long as you gain more manufacturing points than you lose, you will only become stronger."

Zhou Qiang ordered the zombies to attack freely and returned his consciousness to himself.

In a residential building.

Zhou Qiang got up from the bed and shook his head.

Controlling the zombie clone for such a long time is like playing an AR game, which is quite brain-intensive.

After being busy for most of the day, Zhou Qiang was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back.

Zhou Qiang took out a can of meat and a bottle of water and ate them in small bites.

Originally, he wanted to make a bucket of instant noodles, but the smell of this instant noodles... the fragrance could easily spread a hundred meters away, and Zhou Qiang was really afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.

After finishing his meal, Zhou Qiang took out a cigarette and lit it.

Blow out a smoke ring and look outside.

It was almost getting dark at this moment.

The old day is passing away again.

To sum up, today’s gains are undoubtedly huge.

The emergence of special talent fragments gave Zhou Qiang great motivation.

As long as he can synthesize a special talent zombie, Zhou Qiang will bring it to the modern era no matter what the cost.

In the apocalypse, its role is no different from that of an ordinary zombie.

"Kill zombies for another day tomorrow."

"I'll make money the day after tomorrow."

We have to make both points and money.

The existence of the real person function is definitely a money-eating beast.

As the sky darkened.

The zombies in the dark night seemed to become more violent and stronger.

Zhou Qiang did not terminate the order because it was dark.

Instead, the zombies ignored the darkness and let them kill crazily like robots to earn manufacturing points for themselves.

They are no different from robots and never get tired.

As for their losses, Zhou Qiang let them go.

Losses are inevitable sooner or later. If he feels heartbroken even by a zombie worth ten thousand, will he cry when he loses hundreds of thousands or millions of zombies in the future?

With the help of a ray of moonlight, Zhou Qiang walked into the lobby of the residential building.

Now Zhou Qiang’s manufacturing point has broken through 400 points.

"Create 40 zombies."

Zhou Qiang turned on the zombie manufacturing system and issued an order.

The light particles appeared again, this time gathering into the appearance of forty zombies.

The light quickly disappeared.

Then, in the darkness, forty more zombies of all ages and genders appeared.

They had hideous faces, and even though Zhou Qiang knew that he had created them and they posed no threat to him at all, he still felt uneasy.

It takes courage to face these terrifying faces in the dark.

Without having time to check the extent of the damage done to these zombies, Zhou Qiang immediately ordered them all to stay here silently and guard the door for him.

Zhou Qiang discovered that the number of zombies he had created at this moment had reached 72.

Although there are less than a hundred, 72 is already a lot.

As long as these 40 newly manufactured ones are withdrawn tomorrow, the manufacturing points will increase even faster.

Return to the room.

Zhou Qiang first looked outside, and when he saw nothing unusual, he lay down on the bed.

In the end times, Zhou Qiang can't go anywhere.

At this point in time, it was impossible to return to modern Earth, and not even one day of the mandatory three-day period had passed.

The darkness makes Zhou Qiang feel insecure.

“Unlock the Mammoth and the Velociraptor.”

"Looking for a safer place to live."

Zhou Qiang wanted to complete these two tasks in the next two days.