Chương 3: Chapter 3 The Incapable Ones_1

"Did you see that, there are zombies outside!"

The voice that sounded in the living room snapped Peng Zhi and Zhang Yuan, who were frozen stiff in their room back to reality. Peng Zhi seemed to have been somewhat startled.

They quickly turned around to see Li Ming, neatly dressed and holding a long sword, standing in the living room.

"Yes, yes, you saw it, there are zombies downstairs!"

Zhang Yuan's mind immediately raced back to the zombies downstairs, her face instantly pale. But upon seeing other people, her heart's fear found an outlet. She nervously turned around and responded.

"What the hell is going on? Even zombies have appeared, I need to go out and see."

In the face of monster danger, encountering other humans naturally provided a sense of security. Peng Zhi, looking extremely unwell, said this almost unconsciously, however he suddenly froze before he had even left his house.

"No, it's too dangerous to go out now with zombies outside; call the police, we should call the police first!"

In the rapidness of Peng Zhi's self-talk, he took a deep breath after finishing his words. He was about to pull out his phone from his pocket, but he found it empty, which made him breathless: "Where's my phone? Where's my darn phone..."

After shouting twice, he desperately looked around. His neck turned red due to his fury, and then he finally found his phone on the table behind him. He hurriedly pounced over to it and turned it on, only to find out.

No signal.

"How could there be no signal!"

Peng Zhi was stunned, standing still where he was. Zhang Yuan on the other side also took out her phone and looked at it, her eyes equally puzzled.

Li Ming frowned as he watched their clamor, taking his eyes off Zhang Yuan's leg and retreating back to his room.

"This Peng Zhi, always so high and mighty, but when trouble comes, he's so useless."

Back in the room, a corner of Li Ming's mouth twitched, his mind was rather speechless.

The true merit of a person is indeed best shown in the face of crisis. This Peng Zhi was always so full of himself, but now that something has happened, he's so slow to react, which is kind of funny.

He had even wanted to discuss with them on how to get along and live in this doomsday situation.

Although he has a mysterious panel that can enhance his strength, having a reliable teammate in a short span of time would make him feel safer when he eventually has to go out to find food.

Moreover, he is determined to practice weapons daily, if someone else could cook for him, he could devote more time to training.

In this regard, these two people could be of great help to him if deployed properly, if only Peng Zhi hadn't messed up at this critical moment.

Now their emotions are turbulent, even if he wanted to discuss something with them, they probably wouldn't produce any viable ideas, they had better calm down first.

"I hope they have enough food."

Although Li Ming's food supply has been replenished once, the vegetables won't last long, not to mention adding two more adults to the mix.

The situation outside is dangerous, and it's clearly a doomsday crisis. He didn't want to lend food, such a precious thing, nor did he want to hear these two people requesting such.

But, if it really comes to that point, facing the only living people he has encountered, Li Ming doesn't know if he would choose to lend out his food or not.

Especially since, he had already intended to go out and deal with the dangers and search for food, and under the influence of his external powers, his own strength would inevitably become strong enough.

However, even so, he didn't want to see others eating his food every day, that would be too annoying.

Having a useless teammate is truly irritating.

If they could at least help out with something...

Li Ming's thoughts turned, he stopped waiting around, seized the opportunity, picked up the long sword and continued practicing in his room.

With his legs apart and slightly bent, he pointed his long sword forward with his right hand, then twisted his waist and used all his strength to thrust forward.

"Swoosh..."

The sword pierced the air, the force straight out, the trajectory of the long sword presenting a perfect straight line, striking hard in front of him.

[Bow Step Thrust Sword Experience Value +1]

Seeing the number floating in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Ming's mouth.

After mastering the feel of stabbing, practicing became much simpler. With the coming of the doomsday and zombies conspicuously wandering in the neighborhood below, his heart felt an urgent sense, so the idea of training became more and more urgent.

In the following moments, with each sword strike Li Ming carefully felt the force from his legs, waist and arms all working together, and he carefully controlled the trajectory of the long sword after each thrust.

Every time, Li Ming try his best to thrust the long sword with the greatest strength, and every time Li Ming tried his best to ensure the long sword was thrust smoothly.

Thrusting the sword is unlike other movements, each thrust has a short interval, so before long, Li Ming had already thrust more than forty swords.

Among those, 32 strikes met the standard criteria, the remaining eight did not due to subpar execution, so they didn't accumulate any experience value.

With each increase in experience value, Li Ming's mastery of the [Bow Step Thrust Sword] deepened a bit more. Now that he's increased the skill level in the beginners' level by more than thirty, his control of the [Bow Step Thrust Sword] has improved accordingly.

At the very least, he can now always thrust the sword smoothly when intently doing so, no longer will he hit his own arm with the hilt, that kind of embarrassing thing won't happen anymore.

However... after continuous thrusting of over forty swords, his right arm holding the long sword also became sore and weak, this was the consequence of suddenly exerting all his strength too many times without being conditioned for a long time.

After forty swords, he was out of strength to thrust anymore.

"How weak, it's a good thing I didn't recklessly go out to kill zombies."

Feeling the weak right arm, Li Ming helplessly stopped. He sheathed his long sword and put it against the wall. Then picked up a cup of water with his left hand and took a drink.

While drinking, Li Ming suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly went to the bathroom, opened the tap and started filling up the water bucket.

"The bottled water is only half full. While the tap water here is also drinkable, it would be a problem if the water stops."

A sense of tension arose in Li Ming's heart – you can't live without water especially if food is available. Furthermore, he needed to train, and nothing is needed more than water when the sweat is pouring down. He absolutely must have water!

As for the salts, he still has half a box at home. He saw those at an incredibly low price online before and bought a whole box of it. It turned out to be a good move.

Apart from that, he also has two large pots of oil and the rest of the supplies should last for a short period of time.

The only concern now is water!

Seeing that it would take more time for the bucket to fill up, he took the basin to the kitchen, opened the kitchen tap of drinkable water, and began to fill it with water.

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