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Kill! Kill! Two knife shadows intersected in the blink of an eye as Anthony wielded a woodcutter's knife. His chest heaved, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

"Dawn, report the data."

"The attack speed is 0.10 per second, with an average speed of 0.12 per second. It's 0.03 seconds faster than the average speed during the last training session," said a tall and expressionless virtual image of a mature woman beside him.

"Okay." Anthony nodded. At this speed, he would be able to control his attack speed within 0.10 seconds in two days. He put down the woodcutter's knife and grabbed the nearby spiritual water, taking a big gulp. Silently, he opened his attribute panel.

"Host: Anthony

Gender: Male

Age: 23

Intelligence: 2 (ordinary humans: 1)

Strength: 3.85 (ordinary humans: 1)

Agility: 2.05 (ordinary humans: 1)

Spirit: 1.6 (ordinary humans: 1)

Overall combat power: 9.5

Energy points: 61.78"

The attributes of strength and agility have increased by 0.25 points, which means his strength has increased by 25 kilograms, and his maximum running speed can exceed 14 meters per second. This is the improvement brought by the second-level spiritual pool and second-level gym. Although the energy points consumed have doubled, it is undoubtedly worth it.

What if he upgrades to a third-level spiritual pool? Anthony pondered and immediately asked, "System, how many energy points are required to upgrade to a third-level spiritual pool?"

"Ding! Insufficient permissions. Please upgrade all the equipment in the base and elevate the base to the second level," the system's mechanical voice sounded.

Alright! Anthony temporarily suppressed the thought of upgrading the spiritual pool and directly said, "System, list the other equipment and the energy points required for base upgrades."

"Second-level cultivation chamber (100 energy points)

Second-level storage space (50 energy points)

Second-level energy conversion chamber (100 energy points)

Second-level hibernation chamber (100 energy points)

Second-level base (1000 energy points)"

Hiss... Looking at the required energy points for upgrades, Anthony couldn't help but inhale sharply. He thought that the energy points required for other equipment upgrades would be the same as the gym and spiritual pool, but now it seems that not only are they different, but it's also a significant challenge for him.

"There will be a lot of work to do in the future," Anthony sighed, putting down his teacup and looking out at the pitch-black window with a distant gaze,look a little lost...

June 27, 2024. 8:36 PM. Nightfall. This is also the first night since the world entered the apocalypse. Due to the destruction of most of the power systems caused by floods, the entire city of Linxian was pitch black, with only sporadic dim lights shining through the windows, giving a sense of desolation.

Inside the Walmart Supermarket on Baiyin Avenue, a middle-aged man picked up his phone and dialed a number, while the others gathered around. "How is it?"

"Did it connect?"

"Please, let it connect!" People spoke anxiously, until the man couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Quiet down, be quiet!" The intermittent beeping sound came from the phone's speaker, and the survivors held their breath along with it. Finally, after a few seconds...

A melodious song played, followed by the sweet voice of a little girl coming from the phone. "Daddy, is that you?"

"It's connected! It's connected!" The middle-aged man looked ecstatically at the crowd and quickly picked up the phone.

"Hello, Sweetie, it's Daddy." Recognizing her father's voice, the little girl burst into tears, and the man quickly comforted her, saying, "Baby, don't cry. Tell Daddy, how are Mommy and Grandpa and Grandma?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the little girl cried even harder and said, "Daddy, Mommy was bitten to death by the monsters outside." Hearing that his wife was dead, the man trembled, as if struck by lightning, but he managed to steady his emotions and anxiously asked, "And Grandpa and Grandma?"

Through her tears, the little girl continued, "Grandpa and Grandma went out to save Mommy, but they never came back." "Daddy, where are you? I'm so scared!" The man's face turned ashen.

Fortunately, his daughter was still alive. He quickly instructed, "Sweetie, listen to Daddy, lock the doors at home, don't open them for anyone, Daddy will be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, the man handed it directly to the person next to him and raised his voice, "Who wants to join me in rushing out?"

The crowd looked at each other, and in the end, about fifty people stepped forward.

"Count me in."

"My son is waiting for me at home."

"My mom is paralyzed and lying in bed. I can't not go back." Dozens of people took some tools from the supermarket and marched down the escalator in a mighty procession.

Watching the back of this group of people leaving, the middle-aged man wearing a security uniform smirked and said, "Which wave is this?"

"Damon, it's the third wave," replied his colleague beside him.

Damon took a deep drag from his cigarette and exhaled a long sigh, saying, "Those monsters are quiet now. Do you think they'll succeed?" But soon, screams from downstairs could be heard...

June 28, 2024. Early morning. The sun slowly rose. The once bustling streets were now eerily silent. The breakfast shops, which used to be lively, were now dilapidated after being ravaged by floods and zombies. Students who should have been heading to school and workers on their way to work had turned into aimless zombies, wandering the streets.

In just four days, a small city with a population of over 900,000 had become a dead city. Anthony didn't have the habit of waking up early, but in those three years of the apocalypse, he couldn't spend a single night peacefully. Every day, he teetered between life and death, which led him to develop a habit of waking up at five o'clock.

After breakfast and with the blessing of the Spirit Water, his strength attribute increased by 0.75. Four hundred and sixty pounds! Feeling the strength in his arms, Anthony felt confident that he could easily dispatch a zombie without needing a machete. But obviously, he wouldn't do such a stupid thing. He still couldn't be immune to the zombie virus, and even a minor injury could be fatal. He didn't want to become a mindless pile of flesh.

"It's time to get some exercise." Anthony's gaze was fiery as he warmed up and went straight into the gym. Two hours later, his agility attribute increased by 0.75, reaching 2.8. In other words, his speed reached 19.6 meters per second, taking just over 5 seconds to cover a hundred meters.

Such a value was terrifying among humans, far exceeding the regulated driving speed of a small car on city roads. With this exceptional speed, he could survive longer in the zombie-infested apocalypse. Thinking about today's plan, he was ready to gather some usable medical supplies from the small clinic on West Street.

He had prepared some before, but they were just common prescription drugs, and the quantity was limited. Now he needed some treatments for wounds and antibiotics.

Putting on a padded coat and pants, wrapping his ankles and wrists with tape, he then slung a backpack over his shoulders and headed downstairs. "Dawn, open the door."