Doomsday Cataclysm: My Proficiency Panel

Chapter 3 Incompetent People

"Have you seen it? There are zombies outside!"

The sound in the living room brought Peng Zhi and Zhang Yuan, who were all stiff in the room, back to their senses. Peng Zhi seemed to be startled.

The two of them quickly turned around and saw Li Ming, neatly dressed and holding a long sword, standing in the living room.

"Yes, yes, you saw it too, there are zombies downstairs!"

Zhang Yuan suddenly thought of the zombies downstairs, and her face turned pale in an instant. However, when she saw the fear in others, she found an outlet for it, and hurriedly turned around and responded.

"What the hell is going on? Why are zombies even coming out? I have to go out and take a look."

When encountering the danger of monsters, meeting other humans can naturally gain some sense of security. Peng Zhi, who had a very ugly face, said subconsciously, but he froze in place before he even walked out of his home.

"No, there are monsters like zombies outside now. It's too dangerous to go out like this. Call the police. Let's call the police first!"

Peng Zhi muttered to himself in a rapid voice. He gasped hard after he finished speaking. He was about to take out his mobile phone from his pocket, but when he touched it and found it empty, he suddenly opened his mouth angrily: "Where is my mobile phone? Damn it, where is my mobile phone...

"

He shouted twice in succession, and looked around eagerly. His neck turned red with anger, and then he suddenly found his mobile phone on the long table at the back. He hurriedly rushed over to open it and saw the result.

While drinking water, Li Ming suddenly remembered something, and quickly went to the bathroom, opened the faucet, and filled the bucket with water.

Li Ming's thoughts swirled in his mind, and then he thought about it and did not wait any longer. Instead, he took the opportunity to pick up the long sword and began to practice in the room.

Among them, 32 swords reached the standard level, and the remaining eight swords all did not reach the standard level due to poor performance, so no experience points were accumulated.

"There are only half a barrel of bottled water left. Although the tap water here is drinkable, it's hard to say if the water is cut off."

In particular, he has long had the idea of ​​going out to deal with dangers and search for food, and his own strength will inevitably become strong enough under the influence of plug-ins.

How good is a person? In fact, he can best withdraw cash when facing a crisis. This Peng Zhi usually earns 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, but now when something happens, he doesn't react for a long time. It's a bit funny.

In this way, these two people can help him no matter what angle they use, but he didn't expect that now at the critical moment, Peng Zhi would stretch his hips like this.

It would be alright if I could do something to help...

"Whoosh..."

The sword thrusts were no different than others, and the time between each thrust was short, so before long Li Ming had stabbed more than forty swords in succession.

Every time, Li Ming tried his best to thrust out the sword with maximum strength, and every time, Li Ming tried his best to control the sword to thrust out stably.

Now that they are emotionally shaken, even if they want to discuss it, they probably won't be able to come up with anything. It's better to wait until they calm down before talking.

After forty sword blows, he actually didn't have the strength to stab the sword again.

It became much easier to practice the stabbing sword once he had a feel for it. In addition, with the end of the world approaching and zombies clearly wandering around in the community downstairs, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart, so the idea of ​​training became more and more impatient.

When he returned to the room, Li Ming twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling really speechless.

At the very least, when you stab the sword seriously, the long sword can almost always be thrust out smoothly, and there will no longer be embarrassing incidents like the sword being uneven or even the tail of the sword hitting your arm.

"This Peng Zhi usually seems to think he is strong, but why is he so useless when something happens?"

Every increase in experience points makes Li Ming's mastery of [Lung Step and Stabbing Sword] a little deeper. Now that the [Beginner's First Practice] level has reached more than thirty proficiency levels, his control over [Lung Step and Stabbing Sword] has also increased.

It improved accordingly.

He also wanted to discuss with them how to get along with each other and how to live after the end of the world.

Moreover, he is determined to train weapons every day. If someone helps him with cooking or other things, he will have more time to train more.

However, even so, he doesn't want to see others eating his own food every day, that would be so annoying.

"Why is there no signal!"

No signal.

However, if it really comes to that point, facing the only living person he comes into contact with, Li Ming doesn't know whether he will choose to lend the food out.

Although Li Ming had replenished his food supplies, those dishes would not last long, let alone two more adults.

It's really disgusting to meet a trashy teammate.

Li Ming frowned and looked at the two people's fussing. He withdrew his eyes from Zhang Yuan's legs and turned back to the room.

It's just that... after more than forty consecutive thrusts of the sword, his right arm holding the long sword became sore and weak. This was the sequelae of too many sudden bursts of strength without training for a long time.

[Experience value of lunge stabbing sword +1]

"I hope they have enough food."

Next, Li Ming carefully experienced the feeling of using his legs, waist and arms to exert force together every time he drew the sword, and carefully controlled the trajectory of the sword after it was thrust out.

He stood with his legs spread apart and half bent, pointed the long sword in his right hand flat, then twisted his waist and stabbed forward with all his strength.

Looking at the numbers floating in front of him, Li Ming smiled.

Feeling the weakness of his right arm, Li Ming stopped helplessly. He sheathed the long sword and placed it on the wall. He held the water glass with his left hand and drank a glass of water.

The long sword broke through the air, thrust straight out with force, the trajectory of the long sword showed a perfect straight line, and struck hard in front.

"You're really weak. Fortunately, you didn't go out to kill zombies rashly."

Peng Zhi was dumbfounded and froze on the spot. Zhang Yuan on the side also took out her phone and looked at it, and her eyes became equally astonished.

Now that it is so dangerous outside, and the apocalyptic crisis has become clear, he does not want to borrow something as precious as food, nor does he want to hear two people making such an excuse to him.

Although he has a mysterious panel that can increase his strength, if he has a reliable teammate in a short period of time, he will be safer even if he is the main force and has to go out to look for food in the future.

Li Ming felt a little nervous in his heart. He couldn't do it without food and water. Besides, he also had to train. He was sweating profusely every day. What he needed most was water. He couldn't do it without water!

As for salt, he still has half a box at home. When he was online, he happened to see a big sale on a whole box and bought it at a low price. Now he seems lucky.

In addition, there are two large pots of oil and other supplies that are sufficient for a short period of time.

Only water, very nervous!

Seeing that it would take some time for the bucket to be filled, he took the basin to the kitchen, turned on the edible tap water in the kitchen, and filled the basin with water.

(End of chapter)