Mo Fan closed the door of the villa and looked at the zombies outside. He shook his head and said,
"Why does it feel like it's the same as in the game? I clearly cleared all the way here just now, but now it's changed so much."
Holding the Spear of Death Thorns in her hand, Takeshi Ri looked at the zombies that noticed them and threw the spear in her hand into the air. The red spear flashed with an illusory light. In this red light, the Spear of Death Thorns suddenly changed and divided into several shadows of spears that surrounded Takeshi Ri.
She raised her arm and pointed forward with her slender fingers.
"Go!"
The red light revolved around Takeshi Ruri. With Takeshi Ruri's shout, the blood-red spear shadow reversed and the tip of the spear pointed at the zombie in front of her. Then, the blood-red spear shadow shot out like a sharp arrow.
Mo Fan thought to himself as he looked at the scene in shock.
"Is this considered a different kind of golden sparkle? Of course, if there were a little more,"
The Poison Island Cultivator was not willing to be outdone. The Demon Blade Sword in his hand flashed with a demonic light as he charged into the zombie horde. The Poison Island Cultivator, who had reached Level 3 Spirit Refinement Stage, was extremely fast. Even a normal person would not be able to keep up with his speed. The zombies could not even react before their heads were chopped off.
The system notifications kept ringing in his ears, like the most pleasant ringtone in the world. Of course, the violent spamming was fine.
The two women were cleaning up the zombies on the street at an extremely fast speed, as if they were afraid that Mo Fan would snatch the zombies from them. Wherever the two women passed by, the zombies would fall to the ground without any sign of movement.
Standing behind the two girls, Mo Fan's eyes were fixed on the Poison Island Cultivator. Mo Fan had always been cautious about the Demon Blade Muramasa in the Poison Island Cultivator's hands. After all, the only thing that had made the people remember the Demon Blade was its notoriety.
The system's voice sounded in Mo Fan's mind as if it knew what he was thinking.
" Host, you don't have to worry. The side effects of Demon Blade Muramasa have been eliminated by the system. The target of the subsidiary contract will at most become a female demon who goes crazy with killing, but it won't fall into the so-called demonic path and become a machine that only knows how to kill."
"How about this…"
Mo Fan finally understood what was going on. After the system's explanation, he was no longer worried about the Poison Island Demon. So what if he went on a killing spree? The path of the strong is full of corpses. It's not a joke to achieve success with one general.
Mo Fan slowed down as he was in a daze. The two women had already run quite a distance away. Mo Fan snapped out of his thoughts and glanced at them. Lightning flashed in his hand, and he flicked his finger. A few lightning bolts as thick as a finger shot out. A few zombies that had approached him suddenly collapsed to the ground.
In the middle of the zombies 'foreheads, there was a bloody hole as thick as a finger. Around the bloody hole, the smell of burnt meat was emitted.
"Ding! Host Mo Fan has been killed."
He was no longer paying attention to the system notifications. In Mo Fan's opinion, his strength was enough to dominate the entire world. It did not matter if he was at the fifth or sixth level of Spirit Enhancement. He was only concerned about how strong he would be when he left this world.
Body Cultivation Realm? Nirvanic realm? Or a higher level of the Spirit Pill Realm?
Shaking his head, Mo Fan's feet flashed. He took a step forward and arrived behind the two of them.
Mo Fan pointed at a supermarket in front of them and said,
"Let's go over there and take away everything that can be eaten and used."
"Hmm?"
Turning around in surprise, Poison Island's Saberhead threw the blood off Devil Blade Muramasa's body onto the ground and asked,
"Take them all away? We don't seem to have many things with us. Should we go back and drive the car over?”
Mo Fan shook his head and said mysteriously,
"No worries, I have my own plan."
Although Poison Island's Tsunami was still a little confused, he did not ask any further when he saw Mo Fan's confidence. He flashed past a few zombies and entered the crowd. Poison Island's Tsunami landed on the tip of his toes and spun around. A dozen streams of blood sprayed into the air, followed by the sound of zombies falling to the ground one after another.
Mo Fan clapped his hands and said as he looked at the Poison Island Raider, who was crouching on the ground with his right hand behind his back and the tip of his sword pointed at the sky.
"So handsome!"
Standing up from the ground, Poison Island's Bandit looked around warily and said,
"You go in, Li and I will be on guard outside."
Nodding, Mo Fan walked into the supermarket. When he passed by, Poison Island's Saberhead had a beautiful smile on his face as he said,
"Be careful, don't fail miserably. You're responsible for the happiness of several girls."
Mo Fan paused and chuckled.
"I will."
Mo Fan walked into the supermarket and looked at the dazzling array of goods. Mo Fan walked as he looked.
"En, instant noodles? I want it! Huh? Chocolate? I want it! Biscuit? I want it!"
He continued to plunder the goods as he walked. Every time Mo Fan reached out his hand, a large number of goods would disappear from the shelves. Wherever Mo Fan passed by, the shelves would be empty, as if they had been ransacked.
As he walked, he kept collecting. In the ten cubic meters of space, messy things kept pouring in.
As he walked, Mo Fan suddenly saw a row of small boxes. He looked at the Duxs on the shelf. Mo Fan thought for a moment and used his Spiritual Energy to destroy all the small boxes on the shelf.
"Hmph, this thing is simply the root of all evil!”
Mo Fan's eyes lit up when he saw the large amount of vegetables in the box. No one would grow vegetables in the apocalypse. Moreover, vegetables had a limited shelf life and were easy to spoil. Vegetables would only be eaten less and less. Since he did not know how long he would stay in this world, Mo Fan did not want to go without vegetables.
Mo Fan kept all the vegetables in his storage space. He sized them up before he made his way to the warehouse. Mo Fan kicked the door open and ransacked everything inside the warehouse.
After everything was done, Mo Fan walked out of the supermarket leisurely. He stood outside and cleaned up all the zombies in his sight. Poison Island's Sabersman was about to go in to check on Mo Fan when he saw Mo Fan walking out.
The Poison Island Cultivator looked inside suspiciously when he saw that Mo Fan had nothing on him. He asked,
"You are…"
As he said that, Poison Island's bandit suddenly widened his eyes as if he had discovered something terrifying.
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