[Daily Bonus (Chen Yuan): Kill ten wild monsters to get random attribute points (2/10)]
Fang Ming was walking deep in the alley with a hammer.
After the commotion on the street, there were more zombies nearby, and more zombies followed the mutated giant zombie to a distant place.
This also shows that mutated zombies have the ability to gather in groups. Once there is a strong enough zombie leader, they can launch a terrible zombie tide.
In the face of sufficient numbers, any struggle by mortals is futile.
Then I won’t be a human being anymore!
Ten zombies equal one attribute point, and combined with Chen Yuan's daily tasks, it will take less than two days to raise the agility to 20.
Jue told him that if the three-dimensional breakthrough reached 20, his entire body would undergo a qualitative change!
A few zombies limped over, blood still dripping from the wounds on their bodies. They were obviously the unlucky ones who had been arrested by the zombies on the street just now.
…
The claw hammer smashed down with tremendous force, making a whistling sound in the wind, and the head of the last zombie was smashed to pieces.
Fang Ming opened his own panel.
[Host: Fang Ming]
[Strength: 20]
[Agility: 11 (+1)]
【Constitution: 23】
No, this bonus of Zhang Yajuan is too weak. It only adds a little agility in the end, and it only adds attack speed during combat.
He complained in boredom in his heart, picked up the hammer and continued to work.
We turned into another alley and found no signs of zombies.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard a suppressed discussion coming from behind the wall.
"Hurry up! It's my turn!"
"Get lost, I'm not done yet!"
…
It is human nature to enjoy fun. Fang Ming easily jumped onto the one-meter-high wall. Behind the wall was a mountain of garbage.
In the garbage mountain, several figures were sneaking around.
Fang Ming saw at a glance that they were a few ragged homeless people, emitting the same foul odor as the garbage dump.
It was actually very difficult to get to this point with hands and feet before the end of the world. He remembered that these homeless people in the village in the city were all mentally ill idiots.
In Fang Ming's sight, several demented homeless people gathered together, holding down one person, their bodies twitching unnaturally...
Fang Ming lost interest in the boring apocalyptic play and prepared to leave.
He didn't want to jump into the garbage dump for a non-existent sense of justice. It was disgusting.
The moment he turned around, a familiar roar sounded from behind him, and then stopped abruptly.
“Roar…wooooo!”
"Press its mouth tightly!"
Fang Ming took a closer look and his face was filled with shock!
The hand that was held down by the tramp clearly showed signs of corruption!
Good job! I thought they were a bunch of bastards, but turned out to be a bunch of heroes!
You guys are so brave that you can kill zombies!
Fang Ming suddenly felt a chill.
This is seven forms of love, asshole!
He didn't intend to disturb these people's last good time together, so he turned and left.
If nothing goes wrong, he will be able to harvest a few stray zombies soon.
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