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

The spear tip pierced the blade, and the enormous impact sent Lord Wu'an flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

The sword flew out of his hand and rolled a long way.

Lord Wu'an lay on the ground, panting heavily, his body covered in wounds, his battle uniform stained with blood.

He struggled to stand up, but his legs were too weak to stand steadily.

Mingying stood before him, the tip of the Shura Spear pressed three inches from his throat, looking down at him.

Then, Mingying sheathed her gun and took a step back.

Lord Wu'an lay on the ground, looking at the dome above his head, panting heavily.

Lost.

Although Mingying was also covered in injuries, he could still stand, while I could no longer stand up.

"I... admit defeat."

Lord Wu'an's voice was somewhat hoarse.

The moment he finished speaking, white light descended from the sky, enveloping his entire body.

Before teleporting, he looked at Shen Xi.

"Taichu... next time... I will definitely... beat you..."

Shen Xi looked at him with genuine admiration.

"I'll be waiting."

The white light dissipated.

Lord Wu'an has disappeared.

Only Shen Xi and Ming Ying remained in the hall.

Mingying leaned on the Shura Spear, panting heavily.

Shen Xi walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Well done."

At the Kyoto Convention Center, the audience was in a frenzy.

"Holy crap!!! Mingying won!!! The second-place team in the China region beat the third-place team!!!"

"Wu'an Jun is no weakling either! He's level 19, Mingying is level 20, and his equipment isn't as good as Mingying's, so to achieve this level of performance is already quite impressive!"

"Though defeated, he is still glorious! Lord Wu'an, though defeated, is still glorious!"

"Look at Mingying, he's almost at his limit too. Both of them fought to their absolute limit in this battle!"

"To see a match of this caliber for 10 gold coins is totally worth it! Absolutely worth it!"

"Huaxia District is awesome! Taichu is awesome! Mingying is awesome! Wu'anjun is awesome!"

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

The elderly man, over seventy years old, leaned back in his chair, watching Wu Anjun's departing figure, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"Lord Wu'an..." he murmured, "Though defeated, he is still glorious."

A soldier next to him nodded: "Yes, it's quite impressive that a level 19 player could win against a level 20 player, and their equipment is inferior. They've managed to achieve this result."

The old man stood up and straightened his military uniform.

"After the tournament, let Lord Wu'an recover from his injuries. Once he's healed, he can then challenge Tai Chu to a duel."

The soldier was taken aback: "Sparring?"

"Of course," the old man chuckled. "An opponent of this caliber is a rare find. The more you fight, the stronger you will become."

The white light dissipated in the tenth-floor lobby.

Lord Wu'an's figure completely disappeared from the hall, leaving only the lingering aftershocks of the battle in the air slowly subsiding.

Shen Xi walked up to him, took out a bottle of healing potion from her storage space, and handed it to him.

"I drank it."

Mingying took it and tilted her head back to drink it. A pale blue light flowed over her body, and the wounds began to heal at a visible speed.

Shen Xi took out another roll of high-grade hemostatic bandage and quickly wrapped it around the still-bleeding wound on his arm.

"Let's go." Shen Xi raised her head and looked at the golden teleportation portal at the end of the hall. "It's time to get out."

The Kyoto Convention Center was bustling with activity in the audience.

More than 100,000 spectators were all intently focused on the four giant electronic screens on the dome. On the screens, the points leaderboard was slowly freezing.

[Kyoto Throne - Final Points Leaderboard]

1st Place: Taichu – 48632 points

2nd Place: Mingying – 40157 points

3rd Place: Lord Wu'an – 38764 points

4th place: Na Luo - 35218 points

5th Place: Gu Yunting – 29876 points

6th place: ...

The moment the final rankings appeared on the screen, the entire venue erupted in chaos!

"Holy crap!!! Tai Chu is number one!!! Ming Ying is number two!!! Wu An Jun is number three!!!"

"Primordial God is awesome! He truly lives up to his title of number one on the China region's ranking list!"

"Mingying is amazing! He killed so many rotting corpses all by himself and even managed to fight Lord Wu'an!"

"It's a pity about Lord Wu'an. If he hadn't met Tai Chu and Ming Ying, he would have been the undisputed number one."

"Na Luo is fourth, Gu Yunting is fifth... Wasn't Gu Yunting quite arrogant before? How come he's only fifth?"

"What's the use of arrogance? When faced with Tai Chu and Ming Ying, won't you still have to admit defeat?"

"Hahaha, the Gu family has really lost face this time!"

Cheers, chatter, and gasps of amazement rose and fell in the stands, deafeningly loud.

Just then, a grand mechanical voice appeared in the minds of all the players in Kyoto!

That's the sound of a post-apocalyptic survival game.

[System Announcement: The Kyoto City Championship has officially ended!]

The final rankings have been determined!

[Rewards being distributed...]

A golden light curtain unfolded on the dome, and lines of large golden characters slowly appeared.

[Kyoto City Championship - First Place]

[Player: Taichu]

[Rewards: Gold-grade Equipment Box x1, Gold Coins +5000, Experience Points +3000, Reputation +1000, Free Attribute Points +10]

【Special Title: Overlord of Kyoto (Unique) - When worn, grants +8% to all attributes within the Kyoto area. Active Skill "Overlord's Intimidation": Inflicts a 5-second fear effect on enemies up to 10 levels above the user's level. Cooldown: 48 hours】

The audience erupted in deafening cheers once again!

"Gold-grade equipment box! 5000 gold coins! 3000 experience points! 10 free attribute points! Plus a title!"

"The Primordial God has made a killing this time!"

"Kyoto Overlord! That title is so awesome!"

[Kyoto City Championship - Second Place]

[Player: Mingying]

[Rewards: Silver-grade equipment box x2, Gold Coins +3000, Experience Points +2000, Reputation +500, Free Attribute Points +5]

【Special Title: Kyoto Valiant General (Unique) - When equipped, grants +5% to all attributes within the Kyoto area. Active Skill "Valiant General's Charge": Charges 10 meters in a designated direction, dealing 200% damage to the first enemy in the path. Cooldown: 24 hours】

"The second-place reward is pretty good too! Two silver equipment boxes!"

"Mingying has had a great success this time!"

[Kyoto City Championship - Third Place]

[Player: Wu Anjun]

[Rewards: Silver-grade equipment box x1, Gold Coins +2000, Experience Points +1500, Reputation +300, Free Attribute Points +3]

[Special Title: Kyoto Warrior (Unique) - When worn, grants +3% to all attributes within the Kyoto area. Active Skill "Warrior's Heart": Grants immunity to fear effects for 10 seconds after activation. Cooldown: 24 hours]

"Lord Wu'an came in third! Though he lost, he was still honorable!"

"Kyoto Warrior, that title suits him quite well."

[Rewards for fourth through tenth place have been distributed. Please check your accounts!]

The light screen faded, but the enthusiasm of the audience did not diminish in the slightest.

"In the beginning! In the beginning! In the beginning!"

People began shouting the name of the beginning, and the voices grew louder and louder as more and more people joined in until the entire venue echoed with the same name.

"In the beginning! In the beginning! In the beginning!"

The shouts of more than 100,000 people shook the entire convention center.

Just then, the teleportation array in the center of the venue lit up.

Golden light surged from the array, condensing into a pillar of light in the air. Within the pillar of light, two figures slowly emerged.

The person in front wore a silver-gray uniform that shimmered with faint starlight. The hood covered most of their face, revealing only their sharply defined jawline. Their cloak fluttered gently behind them, and with each step, starlight flickered beneath their feet.

The figure behind him was a two-meter-tall skeletal body, covered in blood, with a Lion's Barrier on his left arm and the Asura Spear on his right shoulder. Despite its numerous wounds, its menacing aura still inspired fear in those who dared approach.

In the beginning.

Mingying.

They are back.

The entire venue fell silent instantly.

The shouts of more than 100,000 people came to an abrupt halt. Everyone held their breath and stared intently at the two figures.

These are the first and second place rankings in the Huaxia region.

Shen Xi stood in the center of the teleportation array, her gaze sweeping over her surroundings.

More than 100,000 eyes were fixed on him.

Some people were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes, some waved their arms wildly, some opened their mouths wide and couldn't speak, and some even knelt on the ground and kowtowed in his direction.

Shen Xi stood in the center of the venue, her gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

Those fanaticisms, excitement, and worship.

He had seen it.

In his previous life, he had looked up to others in the same way.

At that time, he was just one of countless admirers.

Now, it's his turn to be looked up to.

Just then, a group of people walked down from the audience.

Lord Wu'an.

He had already come out of the dungeon, and although he was still wrapped in bandages, he was in good spirits.

Lord Wu'an walked up to Shen Xi and stopped.

The two looked at each other.

Shen Xi's gaze was calm as still water, while Wu Anjun's eyes were complex and unfathomable.

"In the beginning," Lord Wu'an said, "Congratulations, champion."

Shen Xi nodded: "You did well too, third place."

Lord Wu'an smiled bitterly.

He turned to look at Mingying, a look of respect flashing in his eyes.

"Mingying, I accepted my defeat wholeheartedly in that battle."

Mingying did not answer.

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath, then took a medical kit from a soldier behind him, opened it, and found it filled with various medicines and bandages.

"These are our military's medical supplies." Wu Anjun looked at Mingying. "He's badly injured. Let us treat his wounds."

Shen Xi's gaze froze slightly.

He looked at Mingying.

Indeed, Mingying was covered in blood and seriously injured. If it were an ordinary person, they would have already treated their wounds.

But Mingying is no ordinary person.

He was transformed from a corpse.

If the military were to contact him, they would likely discover his secrets.

Shen Xi shook her head.

"No."

Lord Wu'an was taken aback: "But his injuries..."

"We'll handle it ourselves," Shen Xi interrupted him.

He turned to look at Mingying: "Let's go."

Mingying nodded.

The two walked one after the other toward the venue exit.

Behind him, Lord Wu'an stood still, looking at the two figures with a furrowed brow.

A major leaned over and whispered, "Sir, they..."

"Stop talking," Lord Wu'an waved his hand. "Since they're unwilling, let's not force them."

"This primordial beginning is more mysterious than I imagined."

Shen Xi led Mingying through the audience seats toward the exit.

Wherever it passed, the crowds automatically parted.

No one dared to approach them.

Because of the aura emanating from the two of them.

"The Primordial God!"

"The Primordial God is awesome!"

"Mingying is awesome too!"

"Number one in the China region! Number two in the China region!"

Shen Xi ignored the voices and simply led Mingying toward the exit.

Behind him, Lord Wu'an looked at the two figures and remained silent for a long time.

Then he sighed.

"This Primordial Beginning..." he murmured, "What exactly is its origin?"

Meanwhile, in Kyoto's western district, at the Gu family mansion.

The atmosphere in the council hall was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Gu Tianxin sat in the main seat, her face ashen.

On the long table in front of him lay the final rankings of the tournament. Tai Chu was first, Ming Ying second, Wu An Jun third, Na Luo fourth, and Gu Yunting fifth.

fifth.

He was a family man, and only got fifth place.

And the one who killed his son and grandson, Taichu, actually came in first place.

Gu Tianxin's hands were trembling.

"Master," a trusted aide said cautiously, "Young Master Yun Ting, he..."

"Shut up." Gu Tianxin's voice was icy. "I don't want to hear it."

The confidant dared not speak again and shrank to the side.

Gu Tianxin stared at that name, her eyes filled with hatred.

It was the beginning again.

In Starshine City, he killed Gu Zhengxiong and annihilated the Lion Legion.

In Kyoto, he snatched first place in the championship, utterly humiliating the Gu family.

"Taichu..." Gu Tianxin squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth, "You think that just because you got first place, you can run rampant in Kyoto?"

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside.

"The Gu family has been operating in Kyoto for over a century; you can't just mess with them as you please."

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