The abilities of the twenty people that the leader had assigned to the team were uneven, but they were all very disciplined. None of them were lazy, complaining that they were tired, or else Zhang Zhiyin might not have been able to control them with her ability to scare people.
After the battle, the support team members came out to clean up the battlefield. After the loot was counted, the spatial ability user Ah Kong would bring it back and distribute it.
When Zhang Zhiyin arrived, he had already figured out the levels of the monsters around Yulin Base. Normally, it would not be a problem for him to deal with them with his level 4 ability. That was why he felt that he could hide his true strength. Moreover, the Salvation Set from the Apocalypse would be damaged if he wore it for a long time, and the repair fees were very high. He had already taken off his godly equipment and changed into an ordinary set suitable for level 4 or 5 ice-type abilities. He still wore ordinary clothes on the outside — the cheapest and simplest white shirt and jeans that could be worn for ten yuan.
After this battle, everyone in the team respected Zhang Zhiyin even more. At first, they were only afraid of his outstanding ability level, but after he displayed his accurate judgment and command of the zombies and monsters, everyone trusted his abilities even more.
As the saying goes, distance makes the heart grow fonder. If Big Jia was here, he would definitely be able to see through the truth. "This kid is just showing off."
The next two bosses were also very smooth. At the wood-type boss, one of the team members broke a leg and another broke an arm; at the poison-type boss, two of the team members were poisoned.
At this time, they had already reached the third floor, leaving only the fourth floor unexplored.
The cold wind blew down from above, causing people to shiver. The intuition and sixth sense of an ability user was stronger than that of a normal person. At this time, the sense of danger and discomfort made them tighten their grip on their weapons. But no one moved, everyone was looking at Zhang Zhiyin.
Zhang Zhiyin looked at the pitch-black entrance and frowned. After some consideration, he ordered, "Let's stop here for today. Go back and rest, then come back tomorrow." He knew that the spirit-type zombie was up there, but they had already fought three small bosses. The team members' stamina and spirit were greatly depleted, and it was not wise to rashly challenge the boss.
Hearing this, the team returned to their original formation, protecting the injured and the support team members in the middle. Zhang Zhiyin and Da Dao, who were originally the strongest in terms of overall strength, were the ones who opened the path.
Zhang Zhiyin, who was walking at the back, felt a lingering feeling of being spied on. It was like a prick on her back, causing her to feel a chill in her heart. When she looked back, it was still the pitch-black entrance to the loft.
"Captain." Big Saber, who was walking on his right, said uncomfortably, "I feel flustered. I keep feeling like something is watching me."
"Don't worry, I can feel it too." Zhang Zhiyin comforted him, "It should be the effect of that Spirit-type zombie's spiritual power. Be careful when you go back. Try not to act alone to prevent any accidents. "
In the game, everyone fought the Boss as soon as they encountered it. There had never been any negative effects from running away before the Boss was finished. However, this was a real world after all. Monsters that had been defeated would not respawn, the same event would not repeat itself, and the dead would not come back to life.
The one in the attic was a true high-level spiritual-type zombie. And they were the humans who had invaded its domain.
Although the main character had not been eliminated, Zhang Zhiyin and the others could be considered to have won the first battle. The leader specially gave them a special treat to celebrate their victory, allowing the members of the team to have steamed buns and potatoes to eat. Although it was tasteless, the other members of the team wolfed it down, holding the steamed buns and potatoes that they had been given, as if they were holding the Heavenly Peach Wine from the Queen Mother of the West.
With the advent of the Apocalypse, the amount of land available for farming was greatly reduced, and food was scarce. To overcome the food shortage, humans had quickly developed a nutrient supplement. Only two packets of it were needed every day to satisfy the human body's nutritional needs, and they would not feel hungry. This nutrient supplement was easy to make and was very frugal. Its invention allowed more people, especially ordinary people, to survive in the Apocalypse. Now, every base would have at least one nutrient supplement factory of varying sizes. The only drawback was that it was extremely unpalatable.
Being able to eat the normal steamed buns and potatoes from before the Apocalypse was naturally a great reward.
Big Saber said while eating: "I heard that the leaders of those large bases are eating the same as before the Apocalypse. They can eat braised pork ribs, sweet and sour fish, roast duck, roast goose, stewed chicken, boiled lamb …"
The more he spoke, the more he wanted to eat. In the end, he asked: "When do you think we can live like that?"
Xiao Jin listened to him and had a look of longing. The potatoes in his hands were no longer as attractive.
Ah Kong, who had control over space, was his older sister. She quickly knocked on his younger brother: "Hurry up and eat, don't think too much, it will get cold in a while."
Zhang Zhiyin listened quietly, and a thought that he had before floated up in his mind.
Like most online games on the market, also had a home system and a bunch of life skills. Among them, "Farming" was also a life skill. The lowest grade product it produced was "Flour", which could be used by players who had learned cooking skills to make dishes. This kind of flour was also sold in the market. It was ten dollars for a pack of ninety-nine bags, and the item description said that one bag was ten pounds. This kind of flour could probably be eaten in this world.
They had gone through life and death together, and their lives were entrusted to each other. Although they had not known each other for a long time, it was hard for Zhang Zhiyin to treat these teammates as unrelated people, especially when they called him "Captain" time and time again. He had the intention to improve their lives, but he did not know where to start. He was worried that if he went overboard, it would arouse suspicion and backfire.
While he was thinking, the leader quietly came over, patted Zhang Zhiyin, and called him away.
The leader rubbed his hands, lowered his head, and said embarrassedly: "Xiao Zhang … … this time, it's all thanks to you … …"
"About the distribution of the cores … … I want to discuss with you … … can we split it 50-50? You take half and the other half will be split among the team members? It hasn't been too peaceful recently, and the zombies in the north are showing signs of evolution … … Sigh, if you don't want 60-40, that's fine too … … "
Zhang Zhiyin did not expect the leader to talk to him about this. The education he had received since he was young was to "bear hardships first and enjoy happiness later", "don't get special treatment", and "don't leave your name after doing good deeds". He had never thought of using his own advantages to get special treatment. However, Zhang Zhiyin quickly understood. He was now equivalent to a CEO of a company, and the leader was trying to keep him by offering him a higher salary than normal employees.
Thinking about it this way, Zhang Zhiyin asked: "Leader, how did you split it when you were a captain?"
"One-seventy-two." The leader said in a low voice. One was his own share, seven was split among all the team members who participated in the battle, and two was split among the team members who stayed behind.
"Then we'll go with this." Zhang Zhiyin also patted the leader's … … arm, and turned to leave. He originally wanted to pat the leader's shoulder, but the leader was taller, so he couldn't do anything about it. The company was still in its early stages, and they didn't have enough funds, so he should grow together with the company. Thinking about it this way, Zhang Zhiyin felt that it was quite good.
He told Da Dao to be careful, but after leaving the leader, he forgot about it and went straight back to his room.
Yin Xiaoxiang, who had been locked in the room for an entire day, looked at him with resentment. It whimpered and rubbed against him, and even spat ice shards at his face. Zhang Zhiyin, who had been tired for an entire day, used his index finger to lightly slap its butt twice before it became obedient.
It sniffed Zhang Zhiyin and revealed an unhappy expression. Its facial features were all scrunched up, and it even let out a small but threatening cry. Zhang Zhiyin only thought that it was still angry about being locked in the room, so he ignored it and went to sleep after washing up.
Yin Xiaoxiang curled up next to his neck with an anxious expression, and used its little head to rub against Zhang Zhiyin's neck. Zhang Zhiyin, who had quickly fallen asleep, didn't care and continued to sleep after patting it.
Zhang Zhiyin was dreaming. This was a rare occurrence, because subconsciously, he had always felt that although this world was real, it was just like his own dream world. Could people still dream in their dreams? He wasn't sure, but he really did have a dream.
The dream started with his childhood memories. After school, he was eating with his grandparents, watching TV, and chatting.
Then, the scene quickly changed. His grandparents disappeared, and he appeared in a spacious and simple room with no one around. He pushed open the door and walked out. Standing in the corridor, he found someone downstairs.
That person had his back to him, so he could only see his white back and black short hair.
But Zhang Zhiyin instinctively knew who he was. He revealed a faint smile and lightly walked towards that person … …
Yin Xiaoxiang, who had been restless all this time, suddenly opened its eyes wide in alarm. In the darkness, its icy blue eyes were especially bright.
It saw Zhang Zhiyin suddenly sit up, then get down, and immediately scuttled over, as if it wanted to bite him to prevent him from moving. But its strength was too weak, and Zhang Zhiyin walked straight to the door as if he couldn't feel its existence at all.
"Ah?" Yin Xiaoxiang, who was hanging onto Zhang Zhiyin's arm and biting him with all her might, suddenly froze. She felt an overwhelming and powerful spiritual energy assaulting her. It was familiar and tyrannical, as if a king had descended and wouldn't allow anyone to interfere. It was completely different from the disgusting, faintly discernible mental power that was attached to Zhang Zhiyin's body. There was no comparison.
Yin Xiaoxiang tilted its little head and thought for a moment before letting go of Zhang Zhiyin. It ran back to bed and slept, ignoring Zhang Zhiyin.
At the same time, the only mental ability user in the base, Xiao Jin, was also awakened by this sudden power. He still couldn't feel anything different, but he felt an inexplicable fear. He looked at the bed next to him, and he instantly became even more panicked.
"Big Saber Bro!" Xiao Jin shouted, but no one responded.
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