" This is... evolution?"
Han Mu was surprised.
It was obvious that the skeleton soldiers could devour the power of the crystal core to evolve.
Was this the use of the crystal core?
"Undead can directly devour crystal cores, so how do humans absorb the power of crystal cores?”
Swallow it directly?
Han Mu looked disgusted.
This thing was dug out from a zombie's brain.
If he carried the virus, he would mutate immediately.
After some thought, Han Mu took out another crystal core and gave it to Little White.
Little White did not reject any of them. It directly placed the crystal core in front of its eyes and swallowed it.
One, two, three…
After swallowing about five crystal cores, Little White stopped.
"Has it reached the upper limit?"
Han Mu rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
It seemed that although the undead could absorb the power of the crystal core, there was still a limit.
It was just like how people would be stuffed after eating too much.
Unfortunately, it did not evolve.
Han Mu sized up Little White.
After devouring the power of the five crystal cores, the soul fire in his eye sockets seemed to have become even more vigorous.
His bones became thicker, and thick joints extended out from his joints. The bone knife in his hand seemed to have been extended.
Clang!
Han Mu knocked on Little White's bones.
It felt as if he had hit a rock slab, and its hardness had at least doubled.
"If I absorb all these crystal cores, I might be able to evolve once.”
He could feel that Whitey's body had reached a critical point.
He was so close to advancing.
It was not easy to break through this boundary.
It could be five crystal cores or ten crystal cores.
Han Mu opened his talent list. He now had 150 experience points.
Han Mu immediately upgraded the Undead Contract to Level 2.
[Undead Contract (Basic Talent): Beginner Level 2]
[Effect: Can summon low-level undead, undead summon limit 2]
You have signed a contract with the Underworld, and the undead will worship you as their master.
[Talent Upgrade Requirement: 200 Experience Points]
The upgraded Undead Contract's attributes did not change much.
It was just that there was an additional summoning slot.
"For close combat, we have Little White. We still need a long-range shooter.”
Han Mu looked at the talent tree.
There is a summoning skeleton archer in the undead summoning talent
However, to light up this talent, the prerequisites were to light up a level 2 undead contract and a level 3 summoned skeleton.
As well as a skill point.
"Experience points are still fine, but where can I get skill points?”
Han Mu was a little depressed.
Even if the talent of summoning skeletons was raised to the maximum level, it could only summon ordinary skeleton soldiers.
It was just that he had gone from summoning one skeleton to summoning multiple skeletons at the same time.
Without skill points, there was no way to learn advanced talents.
"Let's think of a way to max out the two talents first.”
Only when the basic talent points were full could the talent of the next stage be lit up.
Fortunately, leveling up a talent did not require skill points.
Han Mu looked at the street that had been cleared.
He brought Xiao Bai to a three-story villa.
It was quite a distance from the city, and the nearest supermarket was three streets away.
If he wanted to find food, he might as well try his luck at the neighbor's house.
The person he was most familiar with was the owner of this three-story villa.
She was also his current landlord.
However, Han Mu did not have a good impression of his landlord.
The landlord was a middle-aged bald old man. His family was quite rich, but his personality was a little irritable.
Moreover, he especially hated the people of the Dragon Country.
Even the rent was 20% higher than others.
This was not a special case in the Han Nation. Almost 90% of the Han Nation people were very against the Dragon Nation people.
The reason was very simple. It was nothing more than political accuracy.
To put it bluntly, Korea was a dog raised by the Lighthouse Nation.
The dog owner hated the Dragon Country, so the dog naturally had to express its loyalty.
The upper-class society took the lead, while the lower-class civilians only knew how to follow suit.
In addition, he had the mentality of an upstart.
Therefore, it was not difficult to understand.
Ding!
Han Mu gently pressed the doorbell.
Not long after, the sound of footsteps came from the tightly shut security door.
"Who is it?"
A nervous and expectant voice came from inside the security door.
A bald old man appeared in Han Mu's mind, carefully hiding behind the door with a kitchen knife.
They looked forward to the army rescuing them from the zombies.
Unfortunately, the army had no time to worry about these low-class civilians.
"It's me!"
Han Mu revealed his face calmly in Cat's Eyes.
"Damn it, you mongrel dog, why haven't you been eaten by those monsters yet?”
A string of vicious curses came from the room.
"Hurry up and get lost. Don't lure those monsters over!”
"I knew I couldn't let the bastards from the Dragon Country live in my house!”
Han Mu's expression instantly turned cold.
In the room, the bald old man was still cursing incessantly.
"Hurry up and get lost, you bastard. Do you want to die?”
Han Mu took out a cigarette and slowly lit it.
He took two steps back, revealing a space.
"Xiao Bai, tear down the door!"
The silent Whitey slowly raised the bone knife in its hand.
Boom!
A crack appeared on the security door.
"Damn it, what are you doing, you bastard!”
The landlord's voice became panicked.
Han Mu looked at Little White calmly as he hacked the door open.
After more than ten slashes, the security door had already been cut through.
After another dozen slashes, the hard anti-theft door collapsed.
Inside the empty door frame, a bald man in pajamas held a kitchen knife and trembled.
He stared blankly at the terrifying figure holding the bone blade.
In front of the shadow, the young man revealed a bright smile.
"Landlord uncle, your temper is still so bad!”
The smile on Han Mu's face gradually faded, and his eyes turned cold.
"Pointing a knife at me, do you want to die?”
Whitey slowly raised the bone knife in its hand, its cold killing intent enveloping Mr. Landlord.
The landlord's legs trembled as if he would be killed by this terrifying monster in the next second.
Gulp!
He carefully swallowed his saliva.
The landlord placed the kitchen knife on the ground and raised his hands. He forced a smile on his face.
"Little brother, this is a misunderstanding!"
Han Mu glanced at the luxurious decoration in the living room.
Compared to his rented apartment, this place was simply a mansion.
There was no need to mistreat himself at the end of the world.
"From now on, this place belongs to me."
"Ah Xi, you can't do this. What about me?”
Han Mu's cold gaze swept across the room, and the landlord broke out in a cold sweat.
"What does what you do have to do with me?”
Han Mu walked into the villa, completely treating it as his own home.
He opened the fridge and took out a bag of snacks.
Han Mu frowned as he looked at the landlord, who was standing there in a daze.
"Why aren't you getting lost? Are you waiting for me to send you off?"
The landlord lowered his head, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Honey, what happened down there?"
Footsteps suddenly sounded from the stairs.
Han Mu raised his head and saw a pair of straight, slender, and round legs.
A mature young woman in black yoga pants and a white camisole was standing nervously on the stairs.
She had a broad chest, a slender waist, and a shocking burden.
Her soul-stirring figure ignited a fire in Han Mu's heart.
Han Mu suddenly had a bold idea as he looked at the ugly bald old man beside him.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing an aggressive smile.
"Madam, you don't want your husband to feed zombies, do you?”
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