"A Hellhound only needs 1/10 of the summoning slots?”
Han Mu was shocked.
Including the hidden attributes of the Undead Summoning talent.
He still had more than a hundred summoning slots.
If he used all of them to summon the Hellhounds, the Undead Army would be able to break through the 1,000-man army in a matter of minutes.
It was impossible to summon all the Hellhounds.
Hellhounds had a keen sense of smell and fast movement speed, but their attack power was at the bottom of all the troops.
It could kill zombies, but if it encountered an evolved body, it would most likely not be able to defeat it.
However, if he encountered more than 10 Hellhounds at the same time, the situation would be reversed.
The wolves and hounds in the team could hunt large wild beasts.
A group of hellhounds that had no concept of death and fear was even more terrifying than a pack of wolves.
They would constantly swim around, devouring the enemy's stamina while creating wounds.
When the enemy was exhausted, he would launch a fatal blow.
No one was more patient and cruel than them.
Moreover, both ghouls and hellhounds could obtain evolution energy by devouring carrion and corpses.
In other words, raising a group of Hellhounds could help him save a lot of crystal cores.
In the apocalypse, there was nothing but corpses and rotting flesh all over the ground.
This place was simply the most suitable hunting ground for Hellhounds.
While waiting for the undead army to clear the battlefield, Han Mu took the opportunity to summon a few more.
Increase the number of Undead Heavy Armored Soldiers, Skeleton Archers, and Undead Warriors to 40.
Undead Crossbowmen increased to 50.
The remaining summoning slots were all reserved for the Hellhound.
The continuous summoning, even with the sacrifice of a large number of corpses, and the consumption reduction of the max level undead contract, Han Mu almost lost his life.
His face was pale, and his brain seemed to have been emptied.
Fortunately, all 400 Hellhounds were summoned.
Dark skin, muscles as strong as steel, streamlined, and filled with terrifying explosive power.
Sharp bone spurs grew out of his joints and back, and his four limbs had three razor-sharp claws. In his rotten mouth were two rows of sharp fangs.
His scarlet eyes were filled with ferocity and the desire to kill.
Han Mu gave an order, and all the Hellhounds formed a square formation. The entire process was smooth and natural.
If the Undead Contract had been upgraded to the maximum level, it would have been the most satisfying change for Han Mu.
That was the attribute of Undead Control 100%.
The undead only had simple intelligence, so many complicated orders and formations could not be completed at all.
The improvement of his undead control was to strengthen his control over the undead.
It would make it easier for the undead soldiers to understand and complete his orders.
To put it bluntly, it was to reduce the difficulty of communication.
"Ten in a team, go around and kill zombies. Bring back the survivors and don't forget the crystal cores.”
Han Mu split the four hundred Hellhounds into forty teams.
With the shopping mall and hotel as the center, they cleared out the scattered zombies and searched for more survivors.
There were also two large residential areas on the other side of the mall that needed to be cleaned up by the undead army.
Hellhounds had a sensitive nose and could easily distinguish between zombies and living people.
They could find traces of zombies from hundreds of meters away.
It could be said to be the best hunting dog.
After clearing all the zombies, Han Mu informed Park Zhengyi to bring some people over to clean up the place.
Of course, the most important thing was to collect the supplies in the commercial street.
The goods in the entire commercial street added together were equivalent to the sum of several shopping malls.
It would be a waste to stay here.
...
"Who are we going to look for today?"
"Forget it, I'll give myself a day off.”
Hotel, presidential suite.
Han Mu lay comfortably in the bathtub and looked out the window.
The sky was vast, and the dim city had a different feeling.
Dong dong dong!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and it slowly opened.
A pair of ivory white long legs stepped into the room.
Seeing the pair of legs, Han Mu could guess who it was.
Then, Kim Ji-yan, who was wearing a black one-piece bikini and dressed sexily and even slightly exposed, slowly walked into the room in her high heels.
"What are you doing here?"
Han Mu leaned back and asked speechlessly.
He felt that there was something wrong with this woman today.
"Don't you want me to come?"
Kim Ji Yan's eyes were alluring as her entire body and head slowly sank into the pool.
"If you want to swim, don't come here. This isn't a swimming pool.”
Feeling a strand of hair brush past his thigh, Han Mu sighed and was speechless.
She sighed in her heart. She had to work overtime again today.
F * ck, it was really hard to give himself a holiday.
......
Early in the morning, Han Mu threw his arm aside.
"He's not tall, but he's quite heavy.”
She mumbled as she finished washing up.
Han Mu went downstairs to the business street.
Park Zhengyi was leading a group of survivors and moving the corpses away with a shovel.
It would take at least a day to clear all the zombies.
Han Mu found a few people and drove the truck toward the gas station.
"Wait a minute, I'll go with you.”
Han Mu looked out the window at the landlady who was running over in a long white dress. He was puzzled.
"What are you going to do?"
"I, I have a very good friend who works near the gas station. I want to see if she's still alive.”
The landlady noticed Han Mu's aggressive gaze and seemed to have remembered something embarrassing. Her face turned slightly red.
However, he still pleaded sincerely.
Han Mu hesitated for a moment. With him around, there wouldn't be any danger.
He nodded.
"However, there aren't enough seats in the car.”
"Ah!"
The landlady exclaimed, but she still got into the car shyly with a slightly red face.
She moved her plump body and sat on Han Mu's lap. Her hands grabbed her dress nervously and shyly, twisting uneasily.
Han Mu held the window and looked out.
He turned a blind eye to the beautiful young woman sitting on his lap, whose face was getting redder and redder.
"If it wasn't for the apocalypse, I might still be a loser who watches movies and holds toilet paper.”
Han Mu sighed.
Soon, the truck arrived near the gas station and a group of people got off.
The landlady, who was a little carsick, breathed heavily. When she got out of the car, her legs were so weak that she could not walk.
Fortunately, Han Mu kindly helped her up.
It attracted a pair of charming and seductive eyes.
"Fill it up with oil and take everything you can.”
Although the Undead Army and the Hellhounds had already cleared the zombies around them a few times, they could not guarantee that there were no zombies.
Han Mu left a few undead soldiers to guard the side.
He turned to look at the landlady behind him.
"Seeing how uncomfortable you are, let's find a quiet place to rest first.”
"As for your friend, you know where he is, right? I'll accompany you to look for him later.”
Han Mu enunciated his words clearly, emphasizing the words 'rest well'.
His concern for her was beyond words.
The landlady rolled her eyes at him charmingly.
She was a little embarrassed. After all, Han Mu had so many things to do and had to waste so much time for her.
However, under Han Mu's repeated requests and concern, she still agreed with a slightly red face.
Han Mu found a quiet and sealed office and walked in with the landlady.
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