The 71st to 74th floors were all small Karami, and Pan Han passed them easily.
However, the total points were less than 5,000.
But Pan Han was very satisfied. After all, his physical strength and willpower could not keep up with the continuous high-intensity combat.
This may also be something that the Zodiac thought of in advance. In the level arrangement, more emphasis is placed on the combination of work and rest.
There are seven or eight red dots in these four layers. Pan Han collected them all to the 74th layer and opened the blind box at the same time.
Daggers, crossbows, battle axes, rifles, grenades...
A bunch of weapons came out in a mess, and Pan Han couldn't tell which weapon had special uses, so he just took them all.
Go straight to the 75th floor!
As soon as I went upstairs, I saw that the place was brightly lit and bustling, like a market.
However, all the people at the market are zombies of all kinds.
Some were children, some were elderly people, and some were people in uniform.
Except for their grayish-white faces, their expressions are no different from those of normal humans!
"This is fucking weird!" Pan Han took a quick look and found it somewhat resembled the rural market in his hometown.
It actually feels familiar and a bit nostalgic!
He hadn't been to a big market for many years, but he didn't expect to meet one in the end times!
And it was a big gathering held by zombies. My family, who would believe it if I told them?
However, since he was here, Pan Han decided to take a look around.
He was full of curiosity about this zombie market and thought, the Zodiac can really do something funny!
He blended into the zombie horde, constantly shuttling between the zombies. The zombies around him were completely unaware of him, as if he were air!
There are many stalls in the market, some selling books, some selling toys, some selling pots and pans, and some selling knives, guns, sticks and clubs!
Pan Han stopped in front of the weapons stall and looked around.
The stall owner was a zombie wearing a tattered uniform. He had a haggard face and blank eyes.
"My friend, what kind of weapon do you need? I have knives, guns, and sticks of various qualities for you to choose from." The stall owner asked Pan Han with a smile.
Wow! He speaks so fluently! Pan Han was shocked. This boss's language ability and appearance are completely mismatched!
The picture is extremely inconsistent and a little weird!
Pan Han looked around until his eyes fell on a long black sword, its blade gleaming with a cold light. He reached out and gently stroked the blade, feeling its sharpness and coldness.
"This knife looks good!" Pan Han asked curiously.
The stall owner smiled and explained, "I forged this knife myself. It incorporates a special metal from the apocalypse. The blade is extremely sharp and can easily chop off the heads of most evolved humans!"
Poof! Pan Han gushed out!
Good guy, just chop off the human head!
It’s so damn reasonable!
They are zombies, and they sell weapons to fight against humans!
"How much?" Pan Han asked with a smile.
"Sir, you are a human, right?" The zombie stall owner's eyes suddenly rolled up, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing an intriguing expression.
"Well, you figured it out!" Pan Han did not deny it.
"Humans have their own price!"
"Oh? Tell me about it."
"In your human world, the most precious thing right now is food. So, I'll give you 100 cockroach cakes in exchange for this knife." The stall owner said, rubbing his dry little hands.
"Haha! What's the use of cockroach cakes? Are you going to take them back and bake them and eat them?" Pan Hanke had never heard that zombies eat this stuff.
"Hey, young man. We don't eat cockroach cakes. But if humans eat less, we'll be safer. Don't you agree?"
"According to what you said, it would be safer if you didn't sell me weapons!" Pan Han understood the truth, but he didn't understand the deeper logic.
"Look at you. I just said that food is the most important thing. What are weapons?" the stall owner continued.
Pan Han saw that he was serious and spoke with certainty, and was a little dazed.
Is there really a zombie market in the apocalypse? Or are these zombie actors arranged by the Zodiac?
What is the purpose of arranging the market?
A series of questions kept spinning in Pan Han's mind.
"Mom! I want to eat this!" A childish voice broke Pan Han's thoughts.
He turned his eyes and saw a little zombie holding a female zombie's hand and shaking it.
Pan Han turned and left the weapons stall and walked towards the little zombie.
This is a barbecue stall, and the zombie boss is shirtless, leaning on the skewers.
Pan Han smelled it and smelled a strange fragrance!
"Kid, let's not eat. Mom is a little short of money lately!" The female zombie looked embarrassed.
"No, no! I want to eat it. I haven't eaten human flesh for two years!" The little zombie became unhappy and started to make a big fuss after hearing this.
"Good fellow! I wanted to treat you to barbecue, but it turned out to be human flesh! Forget it." Pan Han couldn't help but step back.
"Go to hell!" Pan Han spat again and left angrily.
In the end, he didn't kill her. It wasn't that he wasn't cruel enough, but the bracelet hadn't given any prompt yet!
Are there no points on this floor?
There are so many zombies, but you don’t give me any points. Is it just to let me experience the zombie apocalypse?
Without any prompts, Pan Han could only keep walking forward.
After walking half a circle around the courtyard, I looked up and found an "Yihongyuan"!
"Oh my god! Hahaha! This is too exaggerated. I have to go in and take a look." Pan Han smiled and walked in through the curtain.
After entering the door, you are greeted by the fragrance of flowers and a hint of sandalwood.
A closer look revealed a luxurious hall, red embroidered curtains hung in front of the windows, and soft lights illuminated the entire space. The walls of the hall were covered with exquisite landscape paintings, and an exquisite stone sculpture was placed in the corner.
In the center of the hall sat a carved mahogany table, upon which lay a variety of exquisite vases and tea sets. Several female zombies, dressed in alluring red, sat at the table, their eyes alluring and their smiles captivating.
Their makeup is exquisite and gorgeous, and they wear silky red cheongsams with slender waists and graceful curves.
Except for the face covered with rouge, which looks a little pale and distorted, it looks no different from a human!
One of the female zombies saw Pan Han coming in and hurried over to greet him.
"Handsome man, welcome to Yihongyuan. This is a place where you can forget your fatigue and stress. You can relax and enjoy yourself here."
Gentle voice, professional attitude!
"Girl, look carefully, I am a human being!" Pan Han replied with a smile.
"Hey, handsome guy! We're not picky about our customers here! Not to mention you're human, even if you're a beast, we can satisfy you!"
"Really?" It must be said that this place really opened Pan Han's eyes!
Who would have thought that there would be a club run by zombies in the end times!
My family! Who would believe this?
"Handsome guy, we are open for business. If you don't have this attitude, then what's the point of opening a store? Don't you think so?" The female zombie patted her chest and said tremblingly.
"So what projects do you have?" Pan Han made up his mind. Since we're here, right...
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