As night approached, the mall had been completely cleaned up.
His experience points had broken through the 50000 mark.
Perhaps it was because the number of evolved bodies was already rare.
It was also possible that he was killed by the level 2 evolutionary body.
After cleaning up the two-story shopping mall, they did not even encounter a single evolved body.
Han Mu used 20,000 experience points to upgrade the spirit contract to level 3.
With the remaining 30,000 experience points, he also upgraded his War Aura to level 3.
Level 3 War Halo expanded its range to 3000 meters.
All allied units within 3,000 meters will receive a 45% attack speed boost.
"We have enough undead for now.”
Han Mu looked at the ceiling.
Suddenly, the building shook.
Immediately after, the bright lights in the mall went out.
"Earthquake?"
Han Mu walked out of the mall and looked at the commercial street outside.
All the lights on the street had been extinguished.
No, it wasn't just the lights on this commercial street. The entire Fu City was in a state of blackout.
A bright red flame came from afar.
It dyed the entire sky a dim yellow color.
"Power station!"
Han Mu narrowed his eyes.
Judging from the commotion, the power station should be gone.
He didn't know if it was caused by humans or zombies.
If the power station failed, the entire city would be cut off, and civilization would be pushed back by decades.
However, the most important thing now was not why the power station had problems.
Instead, he was looking for new power.
The entire country of Korea had fallen, and no one was maintaining the power plant.
A large-scale water and power cut was already expected.
However, Han Mu did not expect this day to come so soon.
"In such large shopping malls and supermarkets, they usually have their own diesel generators. Collecting a few more diesel generators should be enough to supply daily electricity needs.”
Han Mu led a group of spirits to search the entire mall.
They did find two sets of diesel generators.
Coupled with the hotel's own diesel generator, it was enough to meet the electricity needs of thousands of people.
However, the diesel here was only enough for two days.
There was a gas station, but the nearest one was also across the business street.
Even if it was impossible to go around, they could only clean up the business street first.
Han Mu took out his phone and was about to contact Park Zhengyi to pack up the supplies.
In the end, she saw that her phone had no signal.
Only then did he remember that maintaining the signal base station also required electricity.
He had no choice but to write a note and give it to an undead to send to the hotel.
He left ten undead soldiers to guard the mall and clean up the zombies in the surroundings.
Han Mu led the remaining undead soldiers to the large logistics hub behind the mall.
After clearing the zombies on the road, they arrived at the logistics transit station.
Han Mu noticed that there was an electric fence outside the warehouse, and it looked like it had just been set up.
"Someone's there?"
Han Mu frowned, but he was not surprised.
With such a large warehouse, he was definitely not the only one who had their eyes on it.
"Ah Xi, why did the power suddenly go out?”
"Boss, it's not just this warehouse. Even the surrounding shopping malls and commercial streets have lost power.”
"There was a huge commotion at the mall just now. Did something happen?”
Little White hacked open the power grid with one slash. As soon as it approached the warehouse, it heard a conversation coming from inside.
There was also a strange movement.
It seemed like they were clapping, but it also seemed like they were suppressing their voices and singing.
Han Mu gave him a look, and a group of spirits stopped at the entrance of the warehouse.
Han Mu swaggered through the ajar warehouse door and walked in.
In the dark night, Han Mu's vision was not blocked.
Everything in the warehouse was reflected in his spiritual perception.
Through the faint moonlight, Han Mu saw a group of men and women exercising.
They were all difficult yoga moves.
Horse, Cat, Mountain, Ostrich, Double-Horned A, Downward Dog, One-Legged Downward Dog
Han Mu wasn't surprised that Little Xiba liked yoga and fitness.
After all, it was the end of the world, and constant training could increase the chances of survival.
Yes, it was normal.
Han Mu glanced at them. Whether they were men or women, they all had large patches of tattoos on their bodies.
It was like a short-haired woman with a hot figure had a tattoo of a Prajna Ghost on her back, extending from her neck to her calves.
Don't ask him how he knew that his back was covered in tattoos.
The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had a standard Mediterranean hairstyle and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.
He turned a blind eye to the little brothers who were playing around.
It could only be said that he was indeed an experienced person.
Han Mu looked at it and sighed at how young people really knew how to play.
Then, he could not help but cough.
"Ah Xi! Who the hell is there!"
A few hooligans who were doing push-ups and horse stances were scared by this cough.
He glared at the source of the sound.
Crack!
A large flashlight lit up, and Han Mu saw a fierce woman calmly holding something that looked like a mask.
This group of little Xihachi had done a good job of epidemic prevention.
He even wore two masks.
At this moment, the hooligans who had changed from their gym clothes into sportswear also noticed this bastard who had come out of nowhere.
He thought about how he was almost driven mad by this guy when he was working out.
The hooligans were instantly furious.
More than 20 people picked up the sticks and steel pipes in their hands and walked toward Han Mu aggressively.
Ordinary people would be a little scared when they saw his ferocious appearance.
Hearing the commotion, another door was pushed open.
Another 30 to 40 armed men walked out.
Han Mu glanced at them and even saw a few of them holding guns.
Although the ban on firearms in Korea was not as strict as in the Dragon Country, these things were not something that ordinary people could get their hands on.
They were either big shots with powerful backgrounds like the corporations.
They were either the masters of the Han Nation or the white-skinned men of the Lighthouse Nation.
However, these guys didn't seem to be related to these two.
That could only be the last special force.
Gangsters!
The gangs in Korea had a complicated social background. They were usually white gloves of the tycoons and high-ranking government officials.
They were in charge of helping them launder money and fight against hostile forces.
The bigger the sect, the higher the status of the big boss behind it.
To be able to get so many guns, even if they were pistols, the people behind these hooligans were not simple.
"Ah Xi, who sent you here?”
A little blonde with short hair walked out and asked fiercely.
The iron rod in his hand hit the box next to him fiercely, trying to create psychological pressure for Han Mu.
Han Mu, who was surrounded by a group of people, looked very relaxed.
He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, put it in his mouth, and slowly lit it.
"Call your boss over. There's a business deal to discuss.”
Blondie was furious. He was about to teach the bastard a lesson when he was suddenly pulled back by a hand.
The middle-aged middle-aged man walked out and looked at Han Mu with a wary look.
This kid's expression was too arrogant. He looked very confident.
He wasn't sure if this kid was bluffing or full of confidence.
It was better to ask clearly first.
"Sir, I don't know who you represent. If you don't explain clearly, it will be difficult for us.”
"Our boss doesn't have a good temper.”
The corner of Han Mu's mouth curled up as he slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke.
Bang!
He kicked the blonde in the stomach, and the terrifying force sent the blonde flying.
An arrogant voice slowly sounded.
"Difficult? Then don't do it!"
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