7 The Military

The apocalypse erupted last night. Today was the second day of the apocalypse.

Lu Ming did not know what was going on outside. The observation hole in the window could only see the situation on the street outside the house.

"But no matter what's going on outside, it has nothing to do with me anymore."

Lu Ming did not care what was going on outside.

He was more concerned about his condition.

Very, very tired…

Slingshot Lv2 (7/100).

Crossbow Shooting Lv2 (0/100).

Archery Lv1 (1/100)

Hand-to-hand combat Lv1 (53/100).

In the afternoon, Lu Ming triggered his skill and made dinner at around 5 o'clock. After taking a short break, he started to focus on improving his unarmed combat proficiency.

However, it was just punching the sandbag. His proficiency level was increasing at a rather slow pace—but there was no better alternative at the moment.

After more than an hour of punching bag, his proficiency level had only increased to 53 points, but at this point, Lu Ming already felt completely drained and exhausted.

Today was indeed a little tiring…

After drinking a cup of protein powder as an additional meal, Lu Ming washed up and counted the supplies. He couldn't wait to go to bed.

Overwhelmed by intense fatigue, Lu Ming drifted into a deep slumber just half a minute later.

...

It was six in the morning on the third day of the apocalypse.

Lu Ming opened his eyes on time and stretched.

"A beautiful day has begun."

He got out of bed, washed up, boiled water, and cooked.

While he was busy with these trivial matters, Lu Ming made plans for the day.

"In the morning, work out, read books, watch videos."

"I'll farm skill proficiency in the afternoon."

After summarizing the day's activities in two sentences, Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh. "Another busy day."

After breakfast, Lu Ming went up to the fitness area on the second floor and started farming the most important attributes every day.

Tuesday was a relatively relaxing day for back and shoulder exercises.

About an hour and a half later, the training ended. He opened his attributes panel and realized that his attributes had increased explosively again!

Name: Lu Ming.

Age: 25 years old.

Strength: 6.5 (7.2) ↑.

Physique: 6.9 (7.6) ↑.

Agility: 7.3 (8) ↑.

Fitness Lv. 2 (0/200): Maximum attribute points obtained every day increased by 0.2 points.

His three-dimensional attributes did not increase by 0.6, but by 0.7!

His fitness skill had been upgraded to Level 2. From now on, Lu Ming would obtain an additional 0.2 attributes every day!

Lu Ming was in high spirits and happy with his results.

Lu Ming even drank the bland protein powder happily.

Just as he was resting, he heard an explosion outside the window.

"Bang!"

"Da da da da da!"

"Boom!"

There were explosions, tremors, and the terrifying roars of zombies.

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment before he immediately went to the window and opened the observation hole to look at the street.

On the street, the zombies roared and ran towards the source of the sound, their bodies strong and full of energy.

The sound came from about three blocks away. From Lu Ming's perspective, he could only see the rising smoke, but not much else.

Lu Ming muttered as he observed the scene through the observation hole.

"The military."

"It has to be the military."

"From the sound of it, it seemed like heavy firepower was being deployed. Only the military in China has access to such equipment."

"So, the military is showing its might and preparing to recover the lost land?"

Lu Ming thought that the military would probably not be able to defeat such a terrifying zombie horde.

But he still hoped that the country and the military would take action.

Although he was an apocalyptic critic, Lu Ming did not like the apocalypse from the bottom of his heart. Even though he had made so many preparations, Lu Ming did not think that the apocalypse would do him any good.

There were many disadvantages.

There was no way to replenish the supplies.

There were only three years of supplies at home, and Lu Ming was panicking.

About twenty minutes later, the sounds from several streets away gradually subsided.

But Lu Ming didn't know…

Anyway, the sound of the guns was gone, and there were no military vehicles driving into the city. The zombies had not returned.

After waiting for 10 minutes, there was no one on the empty street. Lu Ming simply closed the observation hole and ignored the matter.

"If the military wins, they will definitely appear and save the people." Lu Ming was at ease with the moral character and responsibility of the soldiers. If they won, they would definitely inform a commoner like him.

"And if the military loses, it's all the more reason not to go out."

In summary, there was one point.

He would just wait.

...

Lu Ming was relatively calm.

The military incident in the morning did not affect Lu Ming much.

But for the other survivors, the gunfire this morning was undoubtedly a heavy blow!

"The military! The military is here to save us!!"

Twenty minutes ago, when the gunfire had just sounded,

in a three-story building in the city village, a woman's surprised voice suddenly sounded.

The sudden sound startled the others.

A burly man in his thirties with a fierce expression lowered his voice and said fiercely, "Liu Aiyuan, keep your voice down!!"

The woman named Liu Aiyuan was stunned at first. Her face turned red and she looked angry, but she still pursed her lips.

There were a total of seven people here. The room the seven of them were in was the top floor of the three-storey small building.

Two days ago, the apocalypse had arrived. It was late afternoon, the time for getting off work. Therefore, many of the tenants in this group rental building were at home.

The moment the zombie calamity erupted, after the initial chaos, the seven tenants in the building successfully escaped and ran to the largest house in the building.

It was called a big house, but everyone knew about group rental buildings. The big house was only about 30 square meters.

Suddenly, seven people squeezed in at once. It was definitely crowded.

In addition, there were insufficient supplies in the house, and there was no separate bathroom. After two and a half days, everyone who lacked water, food, and a place to defecate was on the verge of collapse.

The appearance of the military meant a lot to them!

Food, water, a safe place, and no longer having to sleep with shit and piss.

The man who shouted at Liu Aiyuan was called Wang Sheng. After seeing Liu Aiyuan shut up resentfully, Wang Sheng took a deep breath and his expression improved.

Looking at the situation outside in detail through the window crack, Wang Sheng's expression relaxed. He said softly, "Those zombies have very sensitive hearing. If not for the sound of gunfire, Liu Aiyuan's voice just now would have sent us away collectively."

"Brother Wang is right. Xiao Liu, you really have to pay attention to your voice. It's fine if your voice is a little louder usually, but if you speak with this voice now, won't you be harming others?"

A woman in her thirties with heavy makeup came to Wang Sheng and gently hugged his thick arm as she muttered to Liu Aiyuan.

Hearing Fan Huiling's words, the anger in Liu Aiyuan's eyes intensified.

Liu Aiyuan, who was 24 years old this year, did not have the fate of a princess but had the princess syndrome. Coupled with her beauty and many bootlickers, she developed an extremely domineering and selfish personality.

Fortunately, she was not really stupid.

After a few days of interaction, Wang Sheng had already used his fists to determine the status of the boss in this room. Liu Aiyuan knew that she would be beaten if she continued to argue. Although she did not say anything on the surface, she kept thinking about it.

At the side, 26-year-old Yao Zheng changed the topic.

"If the military comes, will we be saved?"