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

The corpse leader dodged to the side, but Mingying's spear had already changed its attack. The spear tip pressed down, aiming for its chest.

"puff!"

The spear tip pierced half an inch into the chest, where it was stopped by bone armor. The behemoth leader, in pain, slammed down with both claws simultaneously!

Mingying discarded his gun, and the lion's fortress was raised high above his head.

"clang!"

His claws slammed into the shield, the immense force bending Mingying's legs and cracking the ground beneath his feet. He gritted his teeth, enduring the force, and drew his twin bone blades from his waist with his right hand.

One strike landed on the left wrist of the corpse leader.

Black blood spurted out, and the corpse leader's left claw trembled violently, its strength greatly reduced.

Mingying seized the opportunity, thrusting his shield upwards to deflect the corpse leader's claws. At the same time, he pushed off the ground with his right foot, lunging forward and plunging his right hand, wielding two bone blades, into the corpse leader's chest wound, twisting them sharply.

"roar!!!"

The rotting corpse leader let out a mournful roar, its massive body staggering backward.

Mingying drew his twin blades, and black blood gushed from the wounds like a fountain. He didn't stop, swinging his blades, slashing again and again at the corpse leader's chest, neck, and head.

The screams of the rotting corpse leader grew weaker and weaker, and his movements became slower and slower.

Finally, when Mingying's eighteenth strike landed, the corpse leader's body froze.

It lowered its head, looking at its chest riddled with holes, its scarlet eyes filled with resentment.

Then, it crashed to the ground.

The massive, three-meter-tall body crashed to the ground, raising clouds of dust.

[Servant "Shadow" has killed a level 19 boss, Corpse x1, gaining 1200 experience and 150 merit points!]

The orb of light rose from the corpse of the rotting leader, and Mingying didn't even look at what it was before putting it directly into her ring.

Then he stood there, panting heavily.

The side effects of his resentment erupting began to appear, and a wave of weakness, reducing all his attributes by 50%, washed over him. He leaned on his bone-bladed twin swords, barely managing to stay upright.

The battlefield was deathly silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the figure standing beside the giant beast leader's corpse, their minds completely blank.

What did they see?

One person killed the level 19 boss, the Corpse.

Moreover, it wasn't a sneak attack or a siege; it was a head-on confrontation.

"Ming...Mingying..." Zhao Xiaodao's voice trembled, "Is he...is he even human?"

Liu Qing didn't speak, but stared at the figure with deep awe in his eyes.

General Wang stood at the rear, watching Mingying's retreating figure, and remained silent for a long time.

Then he sighed.

"Taichu's subordinates are all this strong..." he murmured, "This China region is probably about to change drastically."

Su Muqing pushed up her shattered glasses and said softly, "It's not about the future, it's that things have already changed."

No one refuted.

Because what she said was true.

On the battlefield, the surviving corpses completely collapsed the moment the giant beast leader fell. They scattered and fled, only to be chased down and cut down one by one by the players.

In less than ten minutes, the last rotting corpse was also cut down.

The battlefield finally fell silent.

A long-awaited quiet.

General Wang sheathed his sword and strode towards the core area. Liu Qing also sheathed his dagger and went to meet him.

The two met in front of the core area, exchanged a glance, and both saw the relief of surviving a disaster in each other's eyes.

"Old Wang, you got here pretty fast," Liu Qing said first, his voice hoarse.

"We have to hurry," General Wang said with a wry smile. "The Primordial God in the Southern District wiped out the entire zombie horde by himself. I led my men over to provide support, but we didn't even manage to touch a single rotting corpse. That's why I heard that the core is in dire need of help, so I quickly brought my men over."

Liu Qing's lips twitched: "One person... wiped out the Southern District?"

"One person, plus a Vermilion Bird." General Wang sighed. "You didn't see the scene. A rain of fire filled the sky, and more than ten thousand rotting corpses were burned to ashes in a minute. Not even a trace remained."

Liu Qing fell silent.

She recalled the glaring number on the merit list: over eight thousand merit points. So, those weren't earned through cheating; they were earned by burning through resources.

"Where is Taichu?" she asked. "Didn't he come with you?"

General Wang shook his head: "He said he went to the Eastern District to support Lord Wu'an. He left as soon as he finished dealing with things in the Southern District, without stopping for a moment."

Liu Qing nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

She turned to look at the core. The golden core still hovered in mid-air, slowly rotating, emitting a pale golden halo. Despite the fierce battle, it was completely unharmed.

"Finally... we held on," she murmured.

General Wang also looked at the core, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, we held on." He paused, his voice low, "But what about Old Sun..."

Liu Qing's expression changed slightly.

General Sun, commander of the North District defense line. The rotting corpses broke through from the North District, and General Sun's fate is now unknown.

"I've already sent people to investigate in the northern district," General Wang said, "but there's been no news yet."

Liu Qing remained silent for a moment, about to speak, when she suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold.

It's not that the temperature is dropping, it's that there's a murderous aura.

She turned her head sharply to look at the source of the murderous aura.

Mingying.

He was standing beside the corpse of the giant beast leader, his deep eyes fixed on the person next to General Wang.

Liu Qing's pupils suddenly contracted.

That person, the die-hard fans of "Riding the Bull," has released the latest chapter of "Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level, Abundant Drop Rates, and Tons of Supplies"! He is the deputy commander of the core guard team, surnamed Sun, named Sun Hao. In his early forties, with the rank of major general, he is General Sun's nephew. From the very beginning of the battle, he has been directing operations near the core.

But at that moment, Mingying's gun was pointed at him.

"Mingying?" Liu Qing frowned. "What are you doing?"

Mingying remained silent.

He simply gripped the Asura Spear tightly and walked step by step toward Sun Hao.

Sun Hao's expression changed. He took a step back, his voice trembling slightly, "Ming...Mingying, what do you mean? I'm one of our own!"

Mingying remained silent.

But he didn't stop.

General Wang frowned as well: "Mingying, this is Sun Hao, General Sun's nephew. He's one of us, are you sure you haven't mistaken him for someone else?"

Mingying turned a deaf ear.

Sun Hao's expression shifted slightly, and he said half-jokingly, "Perhaps Mingying is a little tired from defeating that boss-level zombie. Let's go check out the core of Kyoto first."

As he spoke, he headed toward the heart of Kyoto.

The others assumed Mingying was genuinely tired, so they didn't pay much attention and began cleaning up the battlefield, each focusing on recovering their own condition. No one was paying attention to this side anymore.

Just as Sun Hao was about to touch the core of Kyoto, Mingying also came over.

He didn't give anyone time to react.

The Asura Spear thrust out, aiming straight for Sun Hao's throat.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

"Stop!" People around rushed over.

"Mingying has gone mad. He... he wants to kill me."

Sun Hao reacted just as quickly, shouting loudly as he dodged Mingying's attack by sidestepping, while simultaneously aiming his long sword straight for Mingying's face.

Mingying raised his shield to block, sparks flying. He took a step back to steady himself, and his second spear thrust out.

"Mingying..."

Zongren cried out in alarm, trying to stop him, but it was too late. Mingying had suddenly attacked, and her speed was too fast for the others to react in time.

This time, Sun Hao was unable to dodge.

The spear tip pierced his chest, pinning him to the ground.

"You're crazy, he's one of us."

Seeing that Sun Hao was about to be completely killed by Ming Ying, General Wang and the others could only shout and could do nothing else.

After being shot by Mingying, Sun Hao let out a shrill roar and struggled to get up. Mingying stepped forward, stomped on his chest, gripped the gun tightly with her right hand, and twisted it sharply.

"Click."

Spinal fracture.

Sun Hao's body twitched a few times, then remained completely still.

As Sun Hao died, his true form gradually became apparent. His skin changed from pale to bluish-gray, his eyes became cloudy, black saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his fingernails grew wildly, turning into ten sharp claws.

[Servant "Shadow" has killed a Level 15 Elite Phantom Corpse x1, gaining +350 experience and +45 merit!]

Upon seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Sun Hao was actually a corpse transformed into something else. If that's the case, the real Sun Hao must have died long ago.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines. If Mingying hadn't been there, and this corpse impersonating Sun Hao had managed to sneak into the heart of Kyoto, all their previous efforts would have been in vain.

Mingying drew her gun, turned around and walked back to the heart of Kyoto, leaning on the gun, and began to close her eyes to rest.

The battlefield was deathly silent.

Everyone stared at the rotting corpse on the ground, at the face that had once belonged to Sun Hao, and a chill ran through them.

"Old Sun..." General Wang's voice was hoarse, "Old Sun... he... he's long ago..."

Liu Qing closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She remembered that Sun Hao had been standing near the core area for some time now, and she remembered his pale face and flickering eyes.

It turns out that the real Sun Hao had died long ago.

This rotting corpse, at some point, transformed into his appearance and infiltrated the core guard team.

If it weren't for Mingying discovering it...

Liu Qing's back was soaked with cold sweat.

She opened her eyes and looked at Mingying.

The silver-gray figure stood motionless beside the heart of Kyoto, leaning on a gun, eyes closed.

Liu Qing took a deep breath, walked up to Ming Ying, and bowed deeply.

"Mingying, thank you."

Mingying remained completely still; to be precise, he probably wouldn't have appeared here if it weren't for Shen Xi's orders.

General Wang also walked over, looking at Mingying with a complex expression in his eyes.

"Mingying," his voice was deep, "how did you find out?"

Mingying opened her eyes, her deep eyes looking at him.

Then he pointed to his nose.

Sense of smell.

As a fellow corpse, Mingying was naturally very familiar with the scent of his kind. Even though he had now become a player, he could still easily distinguish the smell of a corpse.

General Wang fell silent.

He recalled Sun Hao's appearance before his death, his old comrade-in-arms who had stayed on the front line after the apocalypse.

"Old Sun..." he murmured, "Don't worry, your revenge has been taken."

A gentle breeze carried a strong smell of blood and burnt food.

On the battlefield, players began cleaning up the battlefield, carrying away the wounded, and taking inventory of supplies.

In the distance, from the direction of the eastern district, the faint sounds of battle roars could still be heard.

The battle is not over yet.

But at least, the core was held.