Chương 16: Finding the Dungeon
When Damian was killing zombies in the afternoon, it was obvious that he was in a bad mood. Usually he just cuts these brainless mobs in two, but now he was cutting everyone into several sections.
Having been in the apocalypse for so many years, and having experienced both death and rebirth, his psychological quality obviously couldn't be so bad that he can be easily aroused into unquenchable anger.
This time it was an exception, as the words Minni said were something the hero Arthur often spoke to his 'enemies'.
At that moment, his resentment towards Arthur inevitably spread to Minni and others.
"Phew, I really can't rest easy until I have my revenge." Damian said, wiping off his sweat. In just one afternoon, he gained another 170 experience points.
Adding up the experience points from before, he now had a total of 312 points.
Not to mention that the zombies will be upgraded tomorrow. Even if they are not upgraded, they will still give 2 experience points. He still has the possibility of upgrading soon.
"Anger really did boost my speed." Damian stopped and looked at the city below from a rooftop, "If everything goes well, I should be able to reach the dungeon before tomorrow night."
"If I can get the dark equipment as a clearance reward, that'll make things much easier for me."
Dark equipment can improve night vision for players, allowing them to move normally in the darkness.
The night time lasts for 12 hours, 6-8 hours of sleep is enough to replenish one's energy, plus 1 hour for getting fresh and eating food.
He doesn't go out at night simply because it's dark and he can't even see his feet clearly. Once he stumbles or encounters zombie cats or dogs lurking in the shadows, it's hard to react to the sudden attack by these little guys. So he would rather waste a few hours every day, than risk getting infected.
He now has a level advantage over others. So even if the zombie's attributes are increased by 50%, to Damian, they're still fish on a chopping board.
Tonight, the zombies roared particularly loudly. The light cast by the blood moon dyed the world red.
On the night of evolution, the behavior of zombies will be even more violent. That's why it's called the disaster day, as many buildings and shelters that are very safe in normal times will become dangerous tonight.
There'll be toooo many deaths.
Damian pulled a supply card from inventory and took out a bag of rations from it. Although gift card rations are known for their poor quality, but if you're able to cook food yourself, then being able to eat a fresh hot meal in the last days is also a rare luxury.
In the apocalypse, there is no need to worry about fires or the like. Even if the entire city is set on fire, no one will ask you for any compensation.
On the contrary, if it weren't for the game rule which stated that this kind of indirect method like fire, poison or bombardment won't give any experience points, Damian would have already found a way to set fire to one building after another. Lighting the whole city or country if he could.
After a meal, Damian sat on the sofa and started reading a novel he had just found to pass the time. From time to time, he used the "Energy Bomb" skill against the wall to increase his proficiency.
It is a post-apocalyptic habit of many players to use skills whenever they have nothing to do. Therefore, if you suddenly see someone using skills without warning, it may not necessarily mean that they have discovered an enemy. It is more likely that they want to increase their proficiency.
(Not like a cultivation world where some old foggy would be offended if he saw you using some skill in front of him without his permission.)
By the way, Damian's energy bomb has been upgraded to level 2, the cooling time of skill remained unchanged, but the damage effect has increased by 10%.
"Is it over?" The book in Damian's hand is only the first part of a large series. "Well, I guess I'll just have to imagine what happens next."
Speaking of which, in the last days, some people also make a living by writing novels and magazines.
After all, everyone has lost their spirits so much in the apocalypse, so these kinds of traditional entertainment methods have become more and more popular.
Some talented folks can even rely on novels, singing, drama, etc. in exchange for food and consumables.
In addition, writing and singing are also considered skills. High-level writers can make magic scrolls, book of spells and the like with the help of equipments.
Singing can also provide group benefits like giving buffs, debuffs or control effects.
Damian just threw the book away and closed his eyes to sleep. To be honest, he couldn't sleep well that night.
After all, the zombies outside were screaming so happily, even though it is clear that his floor is safe, there's no true guarantee.
Besides, it really isn't realistic to sleep peacefully on the days of disaster.
When he got up the next day, Damian had breakfast, opened the window, observed the situation below, and then jumped from the twentieth floor.
"Featherfall"
He landed firmly on the ground. There was a zombie not far away, so he threw an energy bomb directly to investigate.
The zombie's level is increased to level 2, and each attribute is increased to 16.
One energy bomb still couldn't kill the zombie, so he just directly raised his sword and cut the zombie's neck.
[Experience +4.]
"Only 71 zombies to reach level 5." Damian did the calculation and counted. (He now has 316 exp, for level 5, players need 600.)
At this time in his previous life, he was barely at level 3 and was still struggling in the urban area. But now his speed is much faster.
Speaking of which, he also knew the locations of several silver treasure chests and gold treasure chests in the urban area. The memory of the bronze treasure chests was really not deep as they're cheap, so he couldn't remember them clearly.
It is still worth going back to search for the golden treasure chests. 'I wonder if after so many days, those treasure chests have fallen into the hands of others because of many changes made by him.'
Damian was thinking about things while killing zombies and rushing towards the dungeon.
After the escalating riot last night, zombies formed new gathering points, and small groups of zombies appeared in places where there were no zombies in the past few days.
When it was almost noon, Damian successfully reached level 5.
The free attribute points were still added to strength. After accumulating the increase of winter's wrath and the two points added by the wrist guards, his strength reached a staggering 60 points.
He also put on the hunter's leather armor again. It was entirely dark red with burning flame patterns on both sides. His normal constitution increased to 55 points.
Damian hurriedly ran and finally arrived at the dungeon at two o'clock in the afternoon. It was a large open building that housed more than ten small companies' offices. The sign at the front door stated which company was on which floor.
Damian walked to the door and a game prompt popped up.
[A dungeon that can be opened is detected.]
[Please wait, system checking for opening qualifications.]
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