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"Playing the hero to save the damsel in distress?"

Without a doubt, this man intended to lure the zombies away from the shop by himself, so the three girls could safely hide in a zombie-free safe house.

The zombies in this world were nothing like the ones in Resident Evil, who moved at a leisurely pace. These zombies could run at an astonishing speed.

The man, wearing a basketball jersey and sneakers, dashed out like an arrow.

But the zombies behind him, as if gone mad, screeched and followed closely behind.

Among them was a female zombie, who had lost one of her high heels but still sprinted at the speed of a hundred-meter dash.

In just a few seconds, the man slipped on blood on the ground, fell heavily, and was immediately pounced on by two zombies that started to crazily bite him.

"It seems... the outside world is more dangerous than I imagined."

Howard, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but fall silent.

If he were that man, he probably wouldn't last even ten seconds.

To kill zombies, one definitely couldn't just rush out with the hot-bloodedness seen in movies; otherwise, death would come without understanding how.

In video games, you can start over if you die, but in life, you only get one chance.

Howard thought for a moment, then suddenly turned his gaze to Miranda, who was giggling foolishly next to him.

She was curiously looking at her fingernails, seemingly unaware of why they could suddenly become long and sharp like blades, and then return to normal.

Going out to kill zombies by himself was indeed dangerous, but what if Miranda went out? Wouldn't that solve the problem?

"A soldier is trained for a thousand days to be used for one moment," although he had only had two days, it was sufficient.

As Howard's thoughts began to stir, Miranda seemed to sense his intentions and immediately came over to him.

Howard helped her get dressed again, then took out a cellphone from her pocket and started a video call. This way, Howard could direct her actions based on the images captured by the phone hanging in front of Miranda. Once Miranda's intelligence improved, she could follow Howard's commands more easily, without the current hassle.

Everything ready, Howard hid behind the security door, positioning Miranda at the entrance. He then gently turned the doorknob of the security door. Creak... The door's bearings, somewhat rusty, made a slight friction noise as it opened. However, the corridor was dead silent, making the slight noise seem particularly piercing.

"Roar!"

As expected, the sound attracted the zombies in the hallway, who rushed toward the source. Bang! After Miranda stepped out, Howard immediately closed the room's door. "Howl!" Just as the door closed, a loud banging and slapping sound could be heard against it. Through Miranda's phone camera, it was clear to see.

An elderly zombie, wearing pajamas, with disheveled hair and a large bloodstain on the chest, was desperately banging on the security door. Bits of unchewed flesh and blood slowly dripped down from the corners of its mouth. It was fortunate that he closed the door quickly; if he had been even slightly later, the consequences of being tackled by such a creature were unimaginable.

And, as Howard had predicted, Miranda was in a state of transition between zombie and humanoid, so in the eyes of other zombies, she was seen as one of their own. They didn't even spare her a glance.

"Take it down!" Howard commanded. "Yah!" Miranda opened her left hand, and in an instant, her nails grew about a foot long, like Wolverine's claws, even reflecting a metallic sheen on the nails.

Without a moment's hesitation.

Five fingers easily penetrated the back of the zombie's head.

Thud!

A single blow was lethal!

The zombie fell straight down to the ground.

At the same time, a faint green energy orb drifted out from its body and flew into Miranda's body.

"Ding! Miranda's evolution energy +1, current level: Low-grade common zombie, 1/100 needed to level up !"

"Ding! You have gained evolution energy +1, current level: Ordinary physique, 1/10 needed to level up !"

The fact that Howard could gain energy even without participating in combat, as long as Miranda gained energy, was both surprising and delightful: "Constant development, my favorite!"

The energy required for Miranda's evolution was more than that for Howard, meaning that with the same level increase, Miranda's strength would improve more!

"Uh..."

"Hehe..."

There were two more zombies at the end of the corridor.

Under Howard's control, Miranda slowly walked towards them.

"Yah!"

Pfft, pfft!

Two more unguarded zombies were directly killed in an instant!

"Evolution energy +2!"

By now, the zombies in the corridor of this floor had been cleared.

Crazy knocking sounds came from a room next door, presumably the zombies inside attracted by the noise outside, wanting to break out.

With a security door in between, Miranda couldn't enter, and they couldn't come out.

Howard instructed Miranda to lock the door to the safety passage, ensuring no wandering zombies could enter from there before heading to the elevator.

Delicate fingers gently pressed the down arrow button.

The elevator slowly ascended from the first floor.

Ding!

Arrived at the sixth floor.

The elevator doors slowly opened.

"Uh..."

"Roar!"

"Hehe!"

A group of blood-covered zombies squeezed out from the elevator. They, like water flowing around rocks, bypassed Miranda, moving forward with vacant eyes.

There were at least a dozen zombies here.

Likely, when the zombie outbreak occurred, everyone tried to cram into the elevator, packing it as tightly as a can of sardines.

Then, when someone in the elevator turned into a zombie, there was no room to escape, turning it into a slaughterhouse.

"Take them out!"

"Yah!"

Miranda repeated the process, her long, sharp nails slashing through the air.

In no time, she had taken out all these zombies.

"Ding! Miranda's evolution energy +12, current level: Low-grade common zombie, 15/100 needed to level up !"

"Ding! You have gained evolution energy +12, current level: Strong physique, 5/20 needed to level up !"

As a surge of energy flowed into Howard, he felt a warm current infiltrate every limb, revitalizing him. The fatigue from feeding Miranda vanished, his muscles became more defined, strong, and full of explosive power.

He had level up d!

The power coursing through his body made Howard involuntarily drop to the ground and do fifty push-ups in one go!

And he wasn't even tired!?

He then switched to doing them one-handed, managing another thirty without breaking much of a sweat.

His muscles didn't even feel sore!

He had indeed become stronger!