2024-05-20 17:04:02Click!
He locked the main door.
No matter what, in an unclear situation outside, preventing other creatures from entering was the first action to take.
After locking the door, he hurriedly ran back inside. Passing by the water cooler, he conveniently smashed the lock on the first aid box above with the bat, reaching in to grab all the medicine inside.
"Kheeze... Help me... Kheeze..."
When he returned to Jonny's side, his poor colleague was already delirious, his eyes cloudy, his skin dark and bruised, thick, dark red mucus dripping from the corners of his mouth.
Memphis clenched his hand tightly, his eyes reddening.
In less than 30 seconds from being bitten, Jonny had nearly lost consciousness, perhaps only standing through sheer will to survive despite his body's transformation.
"Jonny, Jonny, you have to stay awake, your dad is waiting! Uncle Gaspar is waiting for you at home!"
Jonny seemed to hear Memphis's voice, hearing the name Gaspar Byrne, his father, a miserable widower. He struggled to lift his head, groaning hoarsely:
"Kheeze... Save... Save my dad... Kheeze..."
Memphis clenched his teeth and nodded vigorously:
"I'll do... I'll save your dad, hang in there."
In the life-and-death moment, Memphis felt that Jonny was not so stupid or annoying. He was just a victim in this nightmare.
Jonny could barely maintain his sanity, struggling to speak his final words:
"Apartment... Kheeze... Apartment Cedar Creek... Room 412... Kheeze Kheeze..."
He had completely lost his mind, slowly crawling towards Memphis, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty desire.
Memphis let out a painful cry, raised the stick in his hand high, and after two seconds of hesitation, decisively struck down.
Thud!
Jonny's skull caved in, blood and blackened brains splattered everywhere.
At this point, out of the six people in the office, only Memphis was left, and he was the one who personally sent five of his colleagues to their deaths.
"Why..."
Memphis looked out the window, seeing only a clear blue sky full of sunlight, no dark clouds or strong winds, no sinister skulls, yet the bodies in the room were enough to prove that everything was real.
The apocalypse had truly arrived.
After a minute of silent mourning, Memphis opened his eyes, his pupils reflecting deep hatred. He wanted to find the cause of all these terrible events.
Only then did he notice his own condition, feeling extremely fatigued from the excessive physical exertion.
Rushing to the other side of the desk, Memphis sat down on the chair and reached for the phone.
He immediately dialed Jarred Lawton.
Fortunately, the telecommunications network was still functioning.
Hearing the beeping on the other end, Memphis felt a growing anxiety.
Luckily, after five rings, the other end picked up.
"Hello, Memphis, it's me. Are you okay over there?"
It was the worried yet excited voice of Jarred. Memphis exhaled and quickly said:
"I'm fine. Jarred, I'm at the office. Are you at home or somewhere else? Stay put and wait for me."
He felt a mix of relief and oddity. Relief because Jarred was safe, his voice somewhat calm, likely secure. Odd because of Jarred's excitement.
Jarred quickly responded:
"Memphis, I'm at home, very safe right now. Oh, by the way, I've reached level 2... Beep beep beep!"
The prolonged beeping echoed, and Memphis hastily checked his phone, finding the signal had disappeared.
His heart sank. The telecommunications network had gone down.
"It looks like I need to act quickly. And Jarred mentioned level 2, what does that mean?"
Memphis wasn't worried about his parents, as they had unfortunately passed away two years ago. Now, Jarred was his only family in this city.
Putting the phone in his pocket, thinking it might still be useful, Memphis leaned on the baseball bat, resting while pondering Jarred's words. He rolled his eyes and tried calling out in his mind.
"Level."
Sure enough, as soon as Memphis had the thought, an attribute panel appeared in his mind.
"Host: Memphis Jackman. Purebred Human.
Profession: Commoner.
Level: 2 (Exp 0/20)
Strength: 7/10
Agility: 6/10
Stamina: 4/10
Intelligence: 9/10
Recovery: 7/10
Endurance: 7/10
Burst: 7%
Active skills: None
Passive skills: None
Skill points: 1
Potential points: 4
Bright points: 5
Equipment: Baseball bat."
After careful consideration, Memphis let out a breath, finally understanding a bit of Jarred's astonishment.
He wasn't unfamiliar with this attribute table; it bore some resemblance to the online games he played. At the same time, there were a few peculiarities he couldn't fully grasp for now.
The points in front were likely his current points, and the ones behind might be the highest attainable limits. He could guess the various attribute lines, though the "breakthrough" stat was a mystery for now... In short, this so-called "system" had probably appeared in his mind since that beam of light from the skull shot at him.
Memphis focused on the attribute changes. He had reached level 2, gaining 4 potential points and 1 skill point, which seemed to increase upon leveling up.
Looking over the attribute table, Memphis murmured thoughtfully:
"Just now, after a battle, my stamina dropped from 7 points to 4 points. The consumption is really not small. I definitely need to enhance this attribute. As for the others, maybe I'll increase strength a bit and speed a bit more."
Strength for stronger attacks and carrying more items, speed for escaping quickly in danger and dodging better in fights. As for the rest, he'll research them later.
"Add two points to stamina, one point to strength, and one point to agility."
Memphis silently recited, feeling a gentle stream of water wash over his body, slightly alleviating his fatigue. He lightly grasped the baseball bat, noticing it felt significantly easier to wield than before.
After adjusting, Memphis pulled up the attribute table again.
"Host Memphis Jackman. Purebred Human.
Occupation: Commoner
Level: 2 (Exp 0/20)
Strength: 8/10
Agility: 7/10
Stamina: 6/12
Intelligence: 9/10
Recovery: 7/10
Endurance: 7/10
Breakthrough: 7%
Active Skills: None
Passive Skills: None
Skill Points: 1
Potential Points: 0
Bright Points: 5.
Weapons: Baseball bat."
It was bizarre, skulls suddenly appeared, zombies attacked, and then the attribute panel along with these resources... How was he supposed to restore the world to its former state and destroy the unwanted resources?
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Chapter 762:
With his extensive knowledge of the extraordinary, Memphis quickly came to a conclusion about Big Black Dog:"Evolution?"The dog was currently at Level 29. It had consumed vast quantities of magical crystals, potions, zombie flesh, and countless extraordinary treasures. If it didn’t evolve after all that, it would truly be a disgrace to its lineage.Big Black Dog’s evolution delighted Memphis. If this dumb dog broke through to Level 30, Hope Town would finally have a true powerhouse. Be it mutated snakes or frogs, one strike would flatten them.Moreover, the fact that the dog chose to evolve here, without any concern for external dangers, indicated its absolute trust in the safety of this area.Both Shaina and Big Black Dog had, in their own ways, demonstrated their trust in Hope Town’s security on the same day. It was a good omen.Jarred, standing anxiously nearby, couldn’t help but ask nervously after seeing his boss bark and receive no response from the pet:"Boss, what’s wrong wi
Chapter 761:
In Hope Town, those who were soft and delicate often chose lighter roles. Few made it to the ranks of official soldiers by Day 25 of the apocalypse, as the path was grueling, taxing both physically and mentally, often at the expense of one’s appearance.Pressed under the immense aura radiating from Memphis, Paula bit her lip and decisively raised her hand. In her palm spun five rapidly rotating fire blades, a sign of her determination to try rather than retreat.Seeing her resolve, the onlookers grew attentive, their anticipation palpable.The five second-tier Fire Blades in Paula’s hand began spinning faster, showing signs of merging into a single, cohesive fiery wheel.However, courage couldn’t quell her nerves. The Fire Wheel was uneven, fluctuating between cohesion and separation, on the verge of exploding prematurely.Osiris grew agitated, nearly shouting in frustration. Memphis, on the other hand, merely furrowed his brows slightly and instructed calmly:"Release it."Whoosh.Pa
Chapter 760:
At this moment, he swung his hand forward, sending the half-meter Fire Wheel hurtling toward the wooden dummy stationed at the enemy's position. Upon impact, it exploded with a deafening roar, unleashing eight massive arcs of fire that engulfed a 40-meter radius in a fiery inferno.The continuous burning effect became evident. Even in the barren clearing, where nothing substantial remained, flames roared with increasing intensity. Each second saw the fire spreading wider, melting sand and gravel into molten sludge. The fiery devastation painted the sky crimson with its overwhelming heat.The surrounding team members watched the scene in stunned silence, their bodies trembling. If such an attack were directed at them, there would be no escape—they’d be reduced to charred remains in seconds.Osiris pointed at the massive blaze in the distance and said:"This is nearly the maximum power of the third-tier Fire Blade that I can unleash. Both the inward compression and outward release forms
Chapter 759:
Once connected, he followed Osiris's steps, using his willpower to continuously enhance his control over the skill.After ten seconds, the Fire Blade indeed shrank in size, turned blue, increased in pressure, and spun twice as fast as before.Seeing this, the team member grinned widely and laughed: “It works! Haha, it works! I did it!"However, as he laughed, the fiery blade began to wobble uncontrollably. Within moments, it lost its compressed state with a faint puff and reverted to normal—even showing signs of extinguishing.Osiris, witnessing this, roared angrily: “Focus! Stay focused! Damn it, do you want to kill someone? If you release a half-baked compressed strike, it's more dangerous than a basic attack. It might even explode on the spot! You're training, not fooling around—what the hell are you laughing about?"His frustration was justified. Osiris had endured countless explosions while perfecting Fire Wheel, and the mere thought of it triggered his lingering trauma.Luckily,
Chapter 758:
Osiris wanted those wielding Fire Blade to master the skill to the point where the first dummy could burn entirely without the second dummy being affected by the "continuous burning" effect.Why? So that melee fighters working alongside ranged attackers wouldn’t be hindered by friendly fire, wouldn’t fear being accidentally struck, and wouldn’t be obstructed by or trapped behind flaming zombies.The official member who had just been scolded by Osiris failed this test. His Fire Blade strike produced six flaming blades. Five ignited the first dummy, while one mistakenly hit the second dummy, reducing both to ashes.If the second dummy had been a melee teammate fighting on the front lines, it would have been a case of accidental manslaughter.At this point, Osiris stepped into the training area. The logistics crew, understanding his intentions, quickly replaced the burnt dummies with two fresh ones, setting them up within the target circle.The new dummies were placed just 15 cm apart. N
Chapter 757:
Setting aside the reconnaissance report, Memphis turned to two documents on his desk. One was a criminal wanted notice from Harbor Line District, with Gemma’s name prominently listed, and the other was a communique regarding facilitating contact for the relatives of surviving residents.After a careful 10-minute review, Memphis assigned two tasks to Amanda for execution.The final item on his evening agenda was reviewing the combat footage of Jarred versus the mutated snake.Picking up the video recorder, Memphis yawned as he played back the scene of a two-legged human and a legless reptile locked in an intense chase."This snake looks pretty strong…”"Is this a water snake?”“Spitting venom like that... nasty.”“Damn, it’s fast as hell…”“If it were chasing me, I’d be screwed immediately…”“What? That Void Strike, a fourth-tier skill, is insane…”“I wonder how snake meat tastes…”“Grilled, it tastes grilled. Boiled, it tastes boiled…”“I’ve heard snake-infused liquor is excellent…”“
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