Second floor, master bedroom.
Han Mu looked at the empty street outside the window and slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke.
Ever since he found out that he was in the apocalypse, he felt an indescribable sense of urgency.
What had just happened had relieved a lot of the pressure in his heart.
Little Xiba had an innate talent in the service industry.
This had something to do with the characteristics of the society of Korea.
In this country, the social phenomenon of men being superior to women was serious.
At work, women's wages were much lower than men in the same position.
After getting married, she had to take care of everything in the family.
Moreover, the people of the Han nation were chauvinistic.
It was normal for a man to socialize outside and even have an affair openly.
Even if his wife found out, she wouldn't dare to do anything.
If they dared to get a divorce, they would only live a more miserable life and might even be exposed by public opinion.
This also caused the women of the Han Country to have a kind of docile servility like dogs in their bones.
"I should have thrown those boxers here to taste the pain of the world.”
He thought of those boxing masters who called themselves Pigeon Oppa on the Weibo forums in his previous life.
Han Mu felt disgusted.
How unlucky!
He didn't dislike women's rights, which meant that everyone was equal.
She simply hated those boxers who claimed that men and women were equal, but they were bold enough to make men pay.
As long as there were any objections, they would be labeled as straight men's cancer.
"My spiritual power has almost recovered. I can summon it again.”
Han Mu walked out of the villa and found a zombie's corpse.
When summoning the undead, the corpse would be used as a sacrifice to reduce the consumption by two-thirds.
He slowly extended a hand.
On the ground, a magic array that emitted a deathly aura instantly took shape.
A large amount of mental energy surged into the magic array.
This time, the skeleton soldiers were not summoned from the magic array.
Instead, he crawled out of the corpse.
With the appearance of the skeleton soldiers, the corpses on the ground also disappeared.
Looking at this skeleton soldier that was about the size of a zombie, Han Mu clicked his tongue.
Interesting.
"You shall be called Little White Number Two!"
Han Mu patted Little White No. 2's shoulder.
He took out pieces of crystal cores from his pocket and threw them to Little White No. 2.
The soul fire was dancing wildly. Whitey No. 2 picked up the crystal core and placed it in front of its eyes.
The soul fire spread, and all the crystal cores were devoured.
After absorbing the power of the five crystal cores, Little White No. 2's bones became slightly thicker.
"Two skeleton soldiers should be enough for now.”
Han Mu nodded in satisfaction.
He brought Little White No. 2 into the villa.
The dispirited landlord sat carefully in the corner.
Hearing the commotion, she looked up at Han Mu and quickly lowered her head.
There was a trace of fear in his resentful eyes.
Logically speaking, he should be wishing for this guy to die right now.
But deep down, he didn't want this guy to die.
Although this damned bastard was not a human.
But without his protection, how long could he and his wife live in this world full of zombies?
Compared to women, he wanted to live more.
Han Mu gave the landlord a strange look.
This fellow was not quite right.
Why did he feel so cowardly?
Han Mu couldn't help but think of the Cherry Blossom Kingdom. It was said that those Japanese who lived a good life worshipped the strong.
As long as you can defeat them, the Japanese will treat you like a father.
To put it simply, they were afraid of power and not afraid of virtue.
If you gave them some benefits, they would not be grateful. Instead, they would ask for more.
If you don't give it to them, they will go and snatch it.
However, the more ruthless they were, the more afraid they were.
The more they worship you, the more they revere you, and even treat you as their fanatical faith.
They are all proud of it.
Some would even send the most beautiful woman over to beg for a noble bloodline.
From the perspective of a normal person, this kind of behavior was simply crazy.
However, they were delighted.
Although the South Korea was not the Cherry Blossom Country, there were many similarities.
"She's too tired. She's staying in the room for the night.”
"Of course, you can also stay here.”
Han Mu looked at the landlord's expression as he spoke.
Unexpectedly, although he was angry, he did not have the slightest intention of resisting.
It was as if he had already accepted his fate.
Han Mu was a little surprised.
On the surface, they were a bunch of cowards, but behind their backs, they were probably already planning how to kill you.
After all, killing one's father and stealing one's wife was an irreconcilable hatred.
This was not as open-minded as the Han people.
The path was wide.
Han Mu could not help but sigh.
He couldn't find a reason to kill this guy even if he wanted to.
In order to survive, he had even given up his bottom line.
Han Mu felt a little guilty for killing him.
"Forget it, let him live first.”
While relaxing, Han Mu didn't forget about his business.
Although he had cleared the zombies on the street, there must be more zombies that had not been discovered.
His next goal was to clear out all the zombies in the area.
How can the place where I lie allow others to sleep?
He couldn't sleep well with zombies around.
They cleared the zombies around them, built a line of defense, and gathered a group of survivors to build a safe zone.
If he could be the boss, why did he have to be a solo player?
After establishing the base, the next step was to explore the outside world.
The area he lived in was not far from the city.
If everything went smoothly, they would be able to open up the city in a month at most.
If they could clean up a few factories and maintain the most basic self-reliance, they would have the most basic living security.
Han Mu turned on his phone and connected to the Internet.
The only good news about the apocalypse was that the internet was still connected.
The entire internet was in a state of panic.
" The water source is not drinkable?"
A trending topic attracted Han Mu's attention.
The person who posted the post was a national researcher.
The general meaning was that the virus content in the water source of the underground river was very high. The more one drank, the higher the chance of turning into a zombie.
With the current level of science and technology, it was difficult to completely filter the virus in the water source, and the cost was too high.
It was impossible to provide it to everyone on a large scale.
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