Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

The moment the stone gate burst open, a thousand rotting corpses poured out like a flood bursting its banks.

Grayish-white skin, cloudy eyes, ferocious faces, and an overwhelming roar converged into a suffocating wave of death. They surged out from behind the stone door, filling the entire hall, and pounced on the nearest target.

Shen Xi moved.

He didn't even use the Pangu Axe.

Purple arcs of electricity crackled from the Primordial Bead in his left hand, and chains of lightning shot out, striking the chest of the foremost corpse. The arcs of electricity leaped, and five corpses instantly collapsed. A fireball spell followed immediately, the red fireball exploding amidst the horde of corpses, blasting away many.

But his most lethal weapon is his right hand.

With the Pangu Axe in hand, the Death Whirlwind is unleashed!

His body entered a state of high-speed rotation, the dark golden axe blade drawing five deadly arcs in the air. Each arc claimed the lives of more than a dozen rotting corpses, black blood raining down and bits of flesh flying everywhere. His movement speed was unaffected during the rotation; he was like a whirlwind of death, rampaging through the horde of corpses.

Wherever it went, swathes of rotting corpses fell.

Mingying was not idle either.

The Asura Domain unfolded, its dark red light enveloping an area of ​​twenty meters in radius. Within the domain, all corpses suffered a 20% reduction in all attributes and were subjected to true damage equal to 1% of their maximum health per second. Mingying's Asura Spear was so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible, each thrust precisely piercing the throat of a corpse.

One shot, two kills.

Two shots, five bullets.

Three shots, eight bullets.

The Asura Killing Path talent stacked up rapidly; for every enemy killed, all attributes temporarily increased by 1%. The moment it reached its maximum stack, Mingying's eyes suddenly turned crimson, Asura state activated, granting an additional 50% boost to all attributes!

At this moment, Mingying is a relentless killing machine.

He rampaged through the horde of corpses, the Lion's Wall deflecting all attacks, and each thrust of the Asura Spear claimed at least one life.

The audience seats at the Kyoto Convention Center were completely silent.

Everyone stared at the scene on the screen. In the first hall, 1000 ordinary level 10 corpses were like lambs to the slaughter before the two killing gods.

"Is...is this even human?" someone murmured, their voice trembling.

"1000 rotting corpses, and those two people... just like that?"

"Look at that guy called Taichu, he didn't even use any skills, he just used basic attacks, one axe at a time."

"Mingying is even more terrifying. Once that domain is activated, the rotting corpses fall down like wheat being harvested."

"It's over, it's over. What's the point of this championship? The champion is definitely Tai Chu."

"Not necessarily, this is only the first level. There are nine more levels to come, and a level 20 Gold Lord. Moreover, Lord Wu'an, Gu Yunting, and Naluo haven't even made their move yet."

"So what if they didn't use their full strength? Look at their stance, Tai Chu and Ming Ying aren't even going all out! They're just warming up!"

The uppermost section of the stands is a military-only area.

The elderly man, over seventy years old, leaned back in his chair, staring at the silver-gray figure weaving through the horde of corpses on the screen, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

"Old Commander," a major general leaned over and whispered, "Tai Chu's strength... is even stronger than we anticipated."

The old man nodded: "I can see that."

"Then what's our plan to win him over...?"

"Continue," the old man interrupted him, "at all costs."

The major general hesitated for a moment: "But what about the Gu family..."

"The Gu family?" the old man sneered. "Do you think the Gu family can cause any trouble, given the strength Tai Chu has shown so far?"

The major general remained silent.

The old man stared at the screen, his voice low: "A powerhouse of this level can only be won over. If we can't win them over, we can't make them our enemy."

On the other side, the exclusive area for the four major families.

Jin Mantang and Helian Batian's faces were ashen. Their families had been wiped out before the third phase even began, and now they could only watch helplessly as Tai Chu and Ming Ying slaughtered everyone on the screen.

That feeling was worse than killing them.

Gu Tianxin sat in the chair, motionless.

His face was beyond just looking ugly.

That was already considered fear.

Having lived for over seventy years and weathered countless storms, Gu Tianxin felt a fear that came from the depths of her soul.

Because the power that Tai Chu had displayed had exceeded his comprehension.

Even if Gu Yunting were to lead the elites of the Gu family, he could wipe out 1000 ordinary level 10 corpses. But it would be absolutely impossible for him to do it as easily, so effortlessly, so casually as Tai Chu and Ming Ying.

Those two people didn't take the rotting corpses seriously at all.

They are playing.

Gu Tianxin's hands were trembling.

Inside the instance, on the first floor lobby.

In less than ten minutes, all 1000 rotting corpses collapsed to the ground.

Black blood flowed in streams, meandering across the hall floor. The air was thick with an overwhelming, nauseating stench of blood and decay.

Shen Xi stood in the center of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, Pangu Axe slung over his shoulder, not a single drop of blood on his body. The automatic cleaning function of the Starry Rhythm uniform decomposed and cleaned the black blood the moment it splashed onto him.

Mingying stood behind him, the tip of the Shura Spear still dripping blood.

Shen Xi glanced at the system notification...

[Killed 523 level 10 common zombies, EXP +11234! Gold +7856!]

[Servant "Shadow" has killed 477 level 10 common corpses, gaining 10245 experience points!]

My experience bar has increased dramatically, and I've also gained a lot more gold coins.

Shen Xi nodded in satisfaction and looked up at the end of the hall. There, the stone door leading to the second floor was slowly opening.

"Let's go." He shouldered the Pangu Axe and strode forward.

Mingying followed.

The two disappeared behind the stone gate, one after the other.

And at this moment, at the entrance to the third phase.

The players who hadn't yet entered the instance turned pale as they watched Shen Xi and Ming Ying's one-sided massacre on the screen.

"They... they've already killed them all?" a solo player murmured, his voice filled with disbelief.

"1000 rotting corpses, less than ten minutes, two people..."

"Stop looking, we need to go in too."

"But... there are only ten of us. Ten people fighting 1000 rotting corpses, how are we supposed to do that?"

"We have to fight even if we can't win. Not going in is forfeiting, and forfeiting means elimination."

"Let's risk it! Even if we die in there!"

Everyone has different ideas.

But in the end, everyone took that step.

Lord Wu'an stood at the very front of the military formation, his gaze sweeping over the nine soldiers behind him. They stood ramrod straight, their eyes resolute, showing no fear whatsoever.

"Is everything ready?" Wu Anjun's voice was deep.

"Ready!" the nine people replied in unison.

Lord Wu'an nodded and turned to look at the massive stone gate.

Tai Chu and Ming Ying have already gone inside.

He cannot fall behind.

"Walk!"

Lord Wu'an took the lead, followed closely by the nine others.

The moment they stepped through the stone gate, the scene before them changed abruptly. It was no longer the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood where Shen Xi and the others had just fought, but a completely new and equally enormous hall.

1000 rotting corpses are pouring out from the depths of the hall.

Lord Wu'an's eyes sharpened, and he drew his sword!

"Form ranks!"

The nine people instantly spread out, advancing in a fan shape. Their teamwork was astonishing, clearly the result of countless training sessions. The three in the front row held up shields to block the onslaught of the rotting corpses, the four in the middle row were responsible for dealing damage, and the two in the back row were responsible for support and finishing off the remaining enemies.

Lord Wu'an stood in the center of the group, and with each swing of his massive battle sword, he took the life of at least one rotting corpse.

They are very efficient.

But compared to Shen Xi and Ming Ying, they are far inferior.

Shen Xi and Ming Ying were crushing, slaughtering, and mowing the grass.

And they are the fighters.

There was coordination, tactics, and attrition.

Lord Wu'an slashed down a rotting corpse that lunged at him, glancing at the system notification out of the corner of his eye. His points and experience were increasing, but at a rate far slower than that of the Primordial Beginning.

His brow furrowed slightly.

Gu Yunting led his family inside as well.

The Gu family's tactics differ from the military's. They don't have the same level of tight coordination as the military, but each member is individually quite strong. Gu Yunting's Sword Heart class has proven incredibly effective in group battles; each sword strike carries sword energy, allowing him to attack multiple targets simultaneously.

Nine elite members of the Gu family formed a circle behind him, protecting Gu Yunting in the center. They stood back to back, supporting each other. Although their efficiency was not as high as that of the military, they were still advancing steadily.

Naro led the family members in last.

Her tactics were the simplest: disperse, hide, and assassinate.

The people in that household were all agile professions: assassins, archers, and rangers. They didn't confront the rotting corpses head-on, but instead moved quickly through the hall, using the terrain and their speed advantage to take them down one by one.

Naro herself weaved through the horde of corpses, her twin blades flashing, each strike precisely piercing the throats of the carcasses. Her speed was astonishing; her figure flickered in the darkness, each appearance claiming a life.

But everyone knows:

The gap between them and Taichu and Mingying is too great.

On the first floor, it took the military twenty minutes to clear away 1000 rotting corpses.

The Gu family used twenty-five minutes.

That family used it for thirty minutes.

Tai Chu and Ming Ying only took less than ten minutes.

This gap is vividly reflected in the points leaderboard.

[Kyoto Throne - Points Leaderboard]

1st Place: Taichu – 21247 points

2nd Place: Mingying – 20863 points

3rd Place: Lord Wu'an – 19435 points

4th Place: Gu Yunting – 18762 points

5th place: Na Luo - 17128 points

6th-100th place: ...

The beginning is first, the shadow is second.

Lord Wu'an was third, Gu Yunting was fourth, and Naluo was fifth.

Moreover, this gap is widening.

The second level contains 1000 level 11 ordinary corpses.

Shen Xi and Ming Ying were still leading the way.

Nine minutes.

It only took nine minutes.

It was a minute faster than the first floor.

The military took 22 minutes, the Gu family took 27 minutes, and the Na family took 32 minutes.

The third level contains 1000 level 12 ordinary corpses.

Eight minutes.

The military took 25 minutes, the Gu family took 30 minutes, and the Na family took 35 minutes.

The fourth level contains 1000 level 13 ordinary corpses.

Shen Xi and Ming Ying maintained their time at around eight minutes. Meanwhile, the military, the Gu family, and the Na family's times were getting longer and longer.

Because the level of the rotting corpse is increasing, and its strength is also increasing.

But for Shen Xi and Ming Ying, level 10 or level 13 makes no difference.

Both were single strikes.

The fifth level contains 1000 level 14 ordinary corpses.

When Shen Xi and Ming Ying broke through the fifth level, Wu Anjun finally broke through the first level.

Yes, the first floor.

They had only just finished killing the first level.

This gap is already overwhelming.

At the Kyoto Convention Center, the audience has become completely numb.

This gap is already overwhelming.

At the Kyoto Convention Center, the audience has become completely numb.

They watched helplessly as Tai Chu and Ming Ying fought their way through layer after layer, while the military, the Gu family, and the Na family were still struggling on the first layer.

"How...how can we even compete like this?"

"There's no comparison. Taichu and Mingying are just here to fry fish."

"Wu Anjun is already very capable, but compared to Tai Chuyi, he is like a college student compared to an elementary school student."

"Gu Yunting is in an even worse situation. He used to want to take revenge on Tai Chu. Now it seems he can't even beat Ming Ying."

"Nara is clever; he didn't provoke Taichu from the beginning."

"Sigh, this championship was never going to be a suspenseful contest from the very beginning."

Inside the instance, on the fifth floor.

Shen Xi stood in the middle of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, Pangu Axe on his shoulder, breathing slightly heavily.

After killing so many, even he needs to catch his breath.

He glanced at the points leaderboard.

1st Place: Taichu – 31247 points

2nd Place: Mingying – 29863 points

3rd Place: Lord Wu'an – 21435 points

4th Place: Gu Yunting – 19762 points

5th place: Na Luo - 18128 points

His and Mingying's scores are already far ahead.

After resting for a moment, Shen Xi looked up at the end of the hall. There, the stone door leading to the sixth floor was slowly opening.

"Continue." He shouldered the Pangu Axe and strode forward.

Mingying followed.

The two disappeared behind the stone gate, one after the other.

The sixth floor.

The seventh floor.

The eighth floor.

The ninth floor.

Layer upon layer, Shen Xi and Ming Ying advanced with unstoppable momentum.

Every battle was a crushing defeat, and each level was faster than the one before.

Because they get stronger the more they kill.

When they broke through the ninth level, Lord Wu'an finally broke through the fifth level.

Gu Yunting is on the fourth floor.

Naro is on the fourth level.

The gap has become so large that it cannot be bridged.

The tenth floor.

The Kyoto Throne, the last level.

Shen Xi stood in front of the massive stone gate and took a deep breath.

Behind the door was the level 20 Golden Lord, the Corpse General.

He turned his head and looked at Mingying.

"Are you ready?"

Mingying gripped the Shura Spear tightly, her deep eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Shen Xi smiled.

He raised his hand and pushed open the stone door.