After Fang Ming brought the three little ones back to the manor, he took them to patrol the entire Yuehu Villa.
It has to be said that after the fog fell, the mutant creatures seemed to have experienced a breakthrough growth. Fang Ming could see through the system that the three-dimensional attributes of his three pets were slowly improving.
The vine man who ate the corpse of the chinchilla has reached the critical point. He estimates that it will only take one or two days for him to break through.
Even some common small insects began to mutate.
On the golf course, a giant cockroach the size of a palm was hiding in the grass. It spread its transparent wings, flew into the air with a crackling sound, and pounced towards Fang Ming's face.
Curly was quick-witted and stretched out his fleshy tentacles, grabbed it, and fed it directly into his body.
In a word, the environment is getting worse, and all creatures except humans are advancing madly. Although the situation can still be controlled now, who knows what will happen in the future?
It will be foggy today, rainy the next day, and hail the day after tomorrow.
As these are things that the authorities have to consider, Fang Ming keeps a calm mind and does not want to be a hero anymore.
He only needs to focus on improving his strength and protecting himself. The authorities have a lot more things to consider.
Back in the villa, he began to enjoy the solitary life in the apocalyptic mansion.
There is water and electricity, no one to disturb you, and there is an abundance of supplies. This is simply a good life.
Although Chen Yuan and the others were hiding in the basement, Fang Ming planned to enjoy his time alone.
After all, the fog is still unstable and the administrator's log still has a one-day cooldown period, so letting them out is somewhat risky.
Besides, even the donkeys in the production team need to rest. How can there be no holidays in a seven-day week?
Of course the important reason is that he doesn't want to complete today's activities.
On the one hand, there was a lack of targets for casting spells, and on the other hand, the activity rewards made him resist.
[Today's event: Rune Mage]
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[Today's Reward: Obtain a permanent back ornament - Serving the country with loyalty: The smoke of war rises, and the country looks north...]
Whose good guy has the lyrics tattooed on his back?
The great sage Fang Ming swam alone in the open-air swimming pool on the third floor, relaxing his body, letting himself float on the water, and letting his thoughts wander.
The end of the world...it's so beautiful!
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After the fog fell, the biggest beneficiaries were not the mutated creatures, but the densely packed zombies roaming in every city and village in the world.
Billions of half-alive and half-dead zombies, under the influence of the mysterious power brought by the fog, all the zombies try strange transformations.
They only need to wander, fight, and eat, and continue to mutate in the constant competition and elimination. Supported by the terrifying base number, one by one the zombies that emerge from the corpse tide break through the restrictions, burst out with a terrifying aura, and achieve the first level.
Linhai Chengbei District, Second Hospital.
There is no sign of living people here anymore. The entire hospital, along with the surrounding neighborhoods and buildings, have become a paradise for zombie carnival.
The mutated powerful zombies tore through all barriers and devoured all living people within a radius of 1,000 miles. Either they were infected and turned into zombies, or they became blood food and were torn into pieces.
The dense tide of zombies slaughtered in the vicinity for a day and a night, and finally everything returned to silence.
Tens of thousands of zombies crowded the streets, hunched over, staring blankly at the open space in the distance.
The terrifying pressure that filled the surroundings made ordinary zombies instinctively lower their heads and stand still without daring to move.
In the open space in the distance, corrupt figures walked out of the fog. They looked at each other, their scarlet eyes filled with the desire to fight.
Most of these zombies have strange bodies and hideous faces, and they exude an aura that has absolute suppressive power over ordinary zombies. This is by no means comparable to ordinary mutated zombies.
These are all first-order mutated zombies that fought their way out of tens of thousands of zombies!
The zombie tide devoured all the living people and mutant creatures nearby, turning the surrounding area into a deadly place, and the fighting has not stopped yet.
In nature, competition among the same species is sometimes more intense than predation-prey relationships.
This applies to humans as well as zombies.
A first-level zombie born out of a group of tens of thousands of zombies. None of them submit to each other, and everyone wants to be the boss of the zombie group.
For zombies whose nature is to fight, it is impossible for everyone to sit down and hold a meeting to discuss.
The best way is to fight!
You deserve to die, and if you are alive, you will be a corpse.
Continuous roars were heard, and the sound of fierce fighting suddenly broke out in the fog.
And the one who survives to the end is... the Zombie King!
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