Mechanic endlessly amassing troops in the apocalypse

Stepping out of the room, Li Fei opened the control panel and looked at it as he walked.

After the battle, he successfully gained 530 experience points, which, combined with his previous accumulation, brought him to the 1,000 mark.

Unfortunately, I can't acquire professional knowledge for the time being, so there's no need to save my experience points. I'll focus on improving my strength first.

Currently, there are two ways to directly increase strength through experience points.

First, there's the job level; currently, it takes 500 experience points to advance one level.

The other is to upgrade skill levels. Currently, I have two combat skills (Aim Correction and Shooting Mastery), both of which require 100 experience points to upgrade.

Common sense dictates that a player's level in a game provides a comprehensive boost to their combat power.

Thinking about the shortage of psionic energy points he had encountered along the way, Li Fei decided to first improve his job level.

After investing all 500 experience points into his job level, a warm current immediately flowed through his body.

[Ding! Job level increased, Health +50, Spirit +10, Constitution +1, Spirit +3]

It certainly didn't disappoint me.

The psionic energy value alone has doubled, which means that aiming correction can be used twice in a single battle. Combined with the improvement of other attributes, it's no exaggeration to say that the combat power has doubled.

Having tasted success, Li Fei clicked to level up again.

[Ding! Insufficient experience points required. 1000 experience points needed.]

...Well, it seems we'll just have to take it slow.

Since his professional level couldn't be improved for the time being, it would be a waste to keep the remaining 500-plus experience points in his hands. After a moment's thought, Li Fei made a decision.

Concentrating my mind on the panel, I immediately raised my Shooting Mastery to level 3 and Aim Correction to level 2.

This time, the experience points really came in handy.

But it was all worth it. The aim correction duration increased by two seconds, and my understanding of shooting improved significantly.

After finishing his work, he walked downstairs to the temporary base and sent the trash bag he was carrying back to Cangnan Star.

Then they piled all the movable tables and chairs on this floor into the stairwell, so that even if people or zombies came up from below, they could be held back for a while.

After doing all this, my psionic energy was fully restored.

Once he was ready, he continued to grind for experience points.

Meanwhile, on the eleventh floor, in the room Li Fei had just left, Su Wan'er and Tang Mucheng seemed to have some disagreement.

"Wan'er, don't be foolish." Tang Mucheng said in a low voice, her brows furrowed tightly. "Where are the good people in this world? Look at his equipment—he's holding a gun, and his gear looks high-tech. He probably stole it from somewhere. Even if we don't do anything to him now, we can't guarantee he won't have evil intentions later."

Su Wan'er lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes:

"Sister Mu Cheng, I know you're doing this for my own good... I also know I can't trust people easily in the apocalypse. But you're so amazing, you're good at karate, shooting, taekwondo, kendo... you can do everything. And me?" She gave a wry smile, "Besides studying and taking exams, I can't do anything else. I can't keep dragging you down."

"I just want to live in this world."

Tang Mucheng opened her mouth, but the words got stuck in her throat. She remained silent for a long time before finally sighing.

"Let's go." She turned and picked up the homemade spear leaning against the wall. "I'll take you to him."

She carefully opened the door and peeked out with half her body.

The next second, he suddenly froze at the doorway.

"What's wrong?" Su Wan'er came closer and looked outside—

Dozens of zombies lay sprawled haphazardly in the corridor. Most had their heads shattered, their flesh mangled beyond recognition, and several were almost cleaved in two, their black and red splattered across the walls and floor. The scene was so graphic that even the most gruesome movies wouldn't dare to depict it directly.

Both of them thought that Li Fei had used some kind of technique to lure away the zombies, but they never expected that he would actually kill them all.

"Wow..." Su Wan'er gasped, her eyes lighting up. "He...is that amazing?"

Tang Mucheng remained silent. She gripped her homemade spear tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white. What she saw before her was far more convincing than any words could express—the man's strength had completely exceeded her expectations.

Perhaps... just as Su Wan'er said, following that man is the only way to survive.

She pursed her lips, took a step forward, and said, "Stay close to me."

The two walked up the stairs, passing zombies with their heads blown off, without encountering any danger. For a moment, they felt as if they had returned to the pre-apocalyptic world.

After climbing three floors, they finally heard some sounds.

The two slowed their pace and turned the corner of the elevator lobby. They saw Li Fei firing a gun, with more than a dozen zombies rushing towards him. But he didn't panic at all, standing firmly in place without taking a single step back.

So cool! Su Wan'er's eyes were shining. She didn't admire strength, but this scene was really cool.

Just then, a zombie suddenly ran out of a room with the door open not far behind Li Fei.

"Watch out!" Su Wan'er cried out in alarm, grabbing the kitchen knife in her hand and rushing forward.

But it was too late. The zombie had already reached Li Fei from behind and bit him hard.

"No!" Su Wan'er cried out in alarm. She had just seen a glimmer of hope to return to a normal life, but it was shattered in an instant. The anger in her heart made her no longer afraid of zombies.

He grabbed the knife in his hand and slashed at it until he severed the zombie's head and neck before stopping.

After she finished chopping, she collapsed to the ground, still shaken.

But the man seemed unaffected, merely glancing back before continuing to kill zombies.

Seeing this, Su Wan'er was deeply shocked. Was he protecting me?

"Wan'er, are you alright?" Tang Mucheng rushed over and asked with concern.

With tears welling in her eyes, Su Wan'er stood up. "Sister Mu Cheng, let's run! We can't let Brother Li's sacrifice be in vain!"

Tang Mucheng was completely confused. "What are you talking about? Li Fei isn't going to die."

Huh? Su Wan'er looked over, completely bewildered.

Tang Mucheng couldn't help but chuckle, "You didn't think he was just bitten, did you?"

"Isn't that right?"

Tang Mucheng sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Don't you even look at what he's wearing? Does he look like he'd be bitten through?"

Huh~

Just then, Li Fei finished killing the zombies and walked towards them.

He took off his helmet, revealing a face with rough skin and regular features.

Li Fei frowned as he looked at the two of them. "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you not to wander around?"

However, despite saying that, he was still somewhat surprised that the high school student named Su Wan'er would actually rush over to save him; she was kind-hearted.

But... Su Wan'er was already socially dead, her head down, not saying a word. Tang Mucheng glanced at her, just about to explain her purpose.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from behind. Li Fei's face darkened, and he instantly drew his folding longsword from his waist, slashing at the two men from behind.

With a soft splatter, blood splattered.

Only then did the two women belatedly realize what was happening and move aside.

Li Fei looked at the two of them, his brows furrowed.

He flicked the blood off his knife and said coldly, "If you do something stupid again, don't expect me to save you."