Doomsday Manor Owner

Zhuang Lun entered the secret room this time not to practice, but to hone his will.

After the last will training, Zhuang Lun clearly felt the benefits of will enhancement. Whether it is to comprehend sword techniques or deduce martial arts, firm will allow him to grasp the core faster.

"Shuixin, I'll try to increase the upper limit of fat consumption this time. If you calculate that my consciousness can't bear it, remember to remind me!"

After giving Shui Xin an order, Zhuang Lun took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality.

"Talented skills, enable them!"

A hot stream instantly poured out from all over his body. With the blessing of this hot stream, Zhuang Lun felt that his strength had increased more than doubled in an instant.

After the skill was maintained for two seconds, Zhuang Lun stopped using the skill.

"ah--"

After a while, the familiar pain swept over again. Even though Zhuang Lun was ready, he couldn't help but scream.

Fortunately, the sealing room is very good and the sound has not been transmitted outside. Otherwise, Wu Jing and the girls would definitely be very worried and might rush in to see if Zhuang Lun is in danger.

Zhuang Lun used all the ways he could think of to distract himself. Perhaps because of the experience of the last time, Zhuang Lun did not feel the pain that last time was last time.

"Talented skills, enable--"

Zhuang Lun activated his talent skills again, and the heat flow also appeared again. This heat flow relieved Zhuang Lun's pain and made him feel a little comfortable, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

Two seconds later, Zhuang Lun stopped using his skills again.

When the pain came again, Zhuang Lun's scream became even stronger. This was not only because of the superposition of the pain, but also because the comfort just now turned into the pain.

"It's so deadly. Comfort and pain alternately appear, it's really deadly!"

Zhuang Lun's face was ferocious, blue veins appeared on his face, and his eyes burst. His eyes were covered with bloodshot, his mouth opened and closed, just like a fish on the shore.

"Talented skills, enable--"

"Talented skills, enable--"

"Talented Skills. Open--"

Zhuang Lun activated his talent skills three times in a row. By this time, he had no ability to think, his mind was blank, and even his consciousness showed signs of collapse.

Just as Zhuang Lun was unconsciously relying on inertia and preparing to activate his talented skills for the sixth time, Shui Xin made a sound to stop him.

"Zhuang Lun, the pain level has reached your limit now, and you can no longer activate your talented skills!"

Shui Xin's words restored Zhuang Lun's consciousness to some clarity. He knew that if he activated his talent skills again, there would be only two consequences, death or finding food to offset the pain.

The little bit of clarity in Zhuang Lun's mind was occasionally overwhelmed by endless waves of pain. Fortunately, Shuixin was reminding and encouraging from time to time, Zhuang Lun could hold on.

During the period when Zhuang Lun was honing his will, many mutants in the survival base were also resisting the zombie tide in an orderly manner.

Due to Zhuang Lun's last attack, the purple-robed young man Qu Yang never came again, and even his level 5 warriors were not sent out.

Qu Yang knew very well that unless he took action himself, even if his level 5 warriors came together, it would be just an improvement to Zhuang Lun's strength.

Since a large number of low-level zombies have to be created every day to support the zombie tide, Quyang has at most created a few fourth-level warriors to attack during this period.

However, the fourth-level zombies under Qu Yang were killed by Zhuang Lun last time, and the scattered fourth-level warriors were not as good as the weather, and could only become the stepping stones for Wu Jing and a few women to train.

That is, Qu Yang knew that Zhuang Lun was in a coma at this time. Otherwise, he would definitely send his level 5 warriors to destroy the survival base under Zhuang Lun.

After more than ten days passed, the entire survival base changed a lot. Everyone's faces no longer had the original confusion, but a tough look.

In the process of waiting for death, people may slowly lose hope, but when death really comes, everyone will find a reason to continue to persevere.

The fierce confrontation of these ten days has brought not only death, but the mutants who survived have all been greatly improved.

In order to calm people's hearts, Wu Jing and Sang Rong discussed and issued a decree.

All mutants who died in battle will have a privilege that no mutants have to infringe on them by any means without proactive provocation.

Although this decree made some mutants who were ill-hearted, it received the support of most mutants, so that they had no worries anymore.

As time passed, Zhuang Lun gradually began to adapt to the pain in his body. His will began to gradually condense in order to resist the pain without being defeated by the pain.

If pressure cannot crush people, then this pressure is the best motivation to move forward.

In the face of this stormy pain, Zhuang Lun finally supported it. His qualitative improvement in his will can be regarded as a transformation.

As the will increases, the impact of pain on Zhuang Lun becomes smaller and smaller. In the end, Zhuang Lun can even ignore this pain, just like the friction between clothes and skin, and no one will care.

At this time, Zhuang Lun could clearly feel that the powerful will has an auxiliary role on his own strength. Under the influence of will, the same mental power can exert stronger strength.

Even Zhuang Lun's combat skills have been improved qualitatively.

Zhuang Lun's combat skills were originally able to make the body react naturally, which was the state of "the body cannot be added to the body" in ancient martial arts.

However, after the will has been greatly improved, Zhuang Lun was able to extend his body's feelings, reaching the point of "the golden wind awakens before it moves" in ancient martial arts.

After completing the training of his will, Zhuang Lun stood up and left the secret room.

After walking around the lord's castle for a few times, without seeing Wu Jing and the other women, Zhuang Lun knew that they should have gone to the city wall. At the critical moment of resisting the zombie tide, they needed to command many mutants on the city wall.

Zhuang Lun stepped on the pedal made of fish scale balls and instantly appeared on the city wall.

After seeing Zhuang Lun appear, the faces of many mutants on the city wall showed joy. Originally, because Zhuang Lun had not seen a little fluctuating heart for more than ten days, he calmed down again.

Wu Jing and the girls looked at Zhuang Lun, all of which were gentle. They didn't know that Zhuang Lun had returned, and they thought that Zhuang Lun had spent more than ten days outside, so their hearts were naturally full of worries.

"Brother Fatty, why are you getting handsome when you go out?" The little loli looked at Zhuang Lun with a questioning face.

Only then did Wu Jing and the girls react and carefully looked Zhuang Lun up and down, and found that some changes had really occurred on Zhuang Lun's body.

"Zhuang Lun, you seem to have lost weight?"

Zhuang Lun honed his will this time and consumed a total of five kilograms of fat. In addition, he had not met for more than ten days. If he hadn't been too excited just now, Wu Jing and the girls would have been afraid that they would have discovered Zhuang Lun's changes as soon as they met.

Generally speaking, if a person is not ugly when he is fat, then when he loses weight, he often looks good, so every fat man is a potential stock. But the key to the problem is how to make the fat man lose weight.

However, this is not a problem for Zhuang Lun, who has talented skills. So it can be foreseen that when Zhuang Lun loses weight, another handsome guy will be born in the world.

Although slimming is only a side effect, Zhuang Lun still feels a little proud when he sees Wu Jing and the girls.

"I have been in seclusion in the castle secret room these ten days, and I have gained a lot in the past ten days. However, I am going to go out to do something, the base's defensive affairs, and I will bother you!"

Zhuang Lun looked at Wu Jing and the girls with a little guilty look. He had just left the seclusion and had not had time to accompany them, so he was going out to fight again.

But it is not possible for Zhuang Lun to go. The SH zombie king level is too high, and even level five zombies can be created. If you allow it to continue to develop, you may not lose the end in the future.

"Don't worry, go out! We are here at the base. Although we cannot fight with you, we will always stand behind you and support you!"

Wu Jing's voice was as gentle as water, gently stroking Zhuang Lun's heart.