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

Why are you asking these questions?

Lord Wu'an was somewhat puzzled.

Shen Xi did not answer immediately.

He turned around and looked at the night sky in the west, reddened by the firelight.

"So, that means only three of you are here," Shen Xi said. "Could you contact the other five?"

Lord Wu'an was stunned.

He glanced at the names on the merit list and quickly understood Shen Xi's meaning. Of the top ten, Tai Chu and Ming Ying were together, the military occupied six spots, and Na Luo was the only outsider. And those present now—was it him, Zhao Tiejun, and Li Tiezhu?

"You mean, summon the remaining few from the top ten of the merit list?" Lord Wu'an frowned.

"right."

"Right now? The fighting is still going on at the front. Pulling them away from the battlefield..."

"It has to be now," Shen Xi interrupted him.

Lord Wu'an remained silent, unsure of what Shen Xi was about to do.

I took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Come with me."

He turned around and strode towards the depths of the command post, with Shen Xi following behind.

The command post was a makeshift, semi-underground bunker constructed from sandbags and steel plates. Though small, it was fully equipped. Wu Anjun led Shen Xi through several narrow passages to a heavy iron door. Two armed guards stood at the entrance, immediately standing at attention and saluting upon seeing Wu Anjun.

"Open the door."

"yes!"

The iron door opened, revealing a small room. In the center of the room sat an old communication device. It was a military communication terminal from before the apocalypse, bulky and heavy, with several cracks on the screen and buttons worn so worn that the lettering was illegible. But it was still running, its indicator lights flashing and emitting a faint hum.

"This was an exception set by the old commander and allocated to me." Wu Anjun's voice was somewhat complicated. "After the apocalypse, most communication equipment was paralyzed. This is the military's backup system, using an independent line, and it still works. But it can only contact people within the military, and the range is limited."

He paused, then pointed to the screen: "I've sent someone to inform Naluo. I can't guarantee whether she'll come or not."

Shen Xi nodded without saying anything.

Wu Anjun walked to the device and pressed a few buttons. The screen lit up, emitting a blinding white light. After a moment, the image began to flicker, with one face after another appearing on the screen.

The first to appear was Liu Qing, the temporary commander of the core guard, sixth on the merit list. She was bandaged and held a dulled dagger in her hand. Upon seeing Wu Anjun, she merely nodded slightly without speaking.

The second was Su Muqing, seventh on the merit list. She arrived one after the other with Liu Qing, her staff in her hand, a piece of her glasses shattered, and her face pale. Her voice was weak: "Lord Wu'an, what is it?"

The third was Wang Jun, the commander of the Southern District, ranked eighth on the merit list. He had just been withdrawn from the battlefield, covered in blood, but in good spirits. Seeing Wu Anjun, he grinned: "Sir, all the rotting corpses in the Southern District have been cleared! The Primordial God did it all by himself!"

The fourth is Zhang Dashan, ranked tenth on the merit list. A veteran scout from the North District, lean and capable, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's. His background is a wasteland, with mounds of rotting corpses vaguely visible. "Sir, General Sun has fallen in battle. A breach has just appeared in the North District, but General Wang has arrived and has temporarily stopped the rotting corpses."

The fifth is Nara. She looks the same as before, wearing a black, tight-fitting leather armor, with a pair of short daggers hanging at her waist, short hair to her ears, and a cold and beautiful face. However, she has more wounds than before. A piece of the leather armor on her right shoulder is torn, revealing blood-stained bandages underneath. She appears in the scene without saying a word.

All five people are online.

In addition, Zhao Tiejun and Li Tiezhu were in the East District and were called over, so all nine people on the merit list were present.

"Everyone's here." Lord Wu'an looked at Shen Xi.

Shen Xi nodded and walked to the communication device.

The six or five people on the screen, plus the people in the room, all of the top ten on the merit list, except for Mingying, were present. All eyes were on him.

Shen Xi didn't waste any words and spoke directly:

"Behind the zombie horde, there's been a monarch-level rotting corpse pulling the strings. Did you know that?"

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone's expression is different.

Inside the room, Wu Anjun slowly clenched his fist.

No one speaks.

Actually, everyone had their own guesses.

From the moment the horde of zombies descended, everyone was puzzled. Why were the rotting zombies attacking simultaneously from four directions? Why did they split their forces, encircle, feign an attack, retreat, and then attack again? Those ordinary rotting zombies clearly lacked intelligence, so how could they execute such exquisite coordination?

There is only one reason: a higher being is directing them.

"I guessed it long ago," Wu Anjun said in a low voice. "From the very first wave of attacks, I felt something was wrong. The corpses' attacks were too methodical, not like a herd of beasts driven by instinct, but more like someone was directing them from behind. But I've never been sure what level of being was commanding them."

"Monarch-level," Shen Xi repeated. "An existence one level higher than a lord, possessing complete intelligence, capable of commanding, directing, and leading all the corpses under its command. Under the leadership of a monarch-level corpse, those corpses that originally only knew how to fight instinctively will become a true army."

"We have forwards, key players, support players, and lurking positions."

"What we are facing today is not a disorganized rabble, but an army."

The room was deathly silent.

On the screen, the soldiers' faces were grim. They had fought for most of the day, losing countless comrades, only to realize now that they were facing an organized, disciplined, and commanded army. This feeling...

It's far more terrifying than facing a pack of wild beasts.

"There are two reasons for this situation," Shen Xi's voice continued to echo in the room. "First, it's the Gu family. That old bastard Gu Tianxin triggered the zombie horde. Without him, this zombie horde would never have happened."

"Secondly, there is the Corpse Lord hiding in the shadows."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"The enemy has been identified. Therefore, we cannot afford to be passively attacked."

"It's time to make them pay the price."

Everyone was surprised when he said that.

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Great God of the Primordial Beginning, what do you suggest? I, Zhao Tiejun, am willing to risk my life!"

Liu Qing also spoke, her voice icy: "More than sixty members of the core guard team died. This grudge must be avenged."

Su Muqing pushed up her glasses: "Yes, they're still lying on the battlefield. I can't let them die in vain."

Wang Jun clenched his fist: "Old Sun, wait for me to come back and take revenge on them."

Li Tiezhu picked up the cigarette from the ground, put it in his mouth, and said fiercely, "I've fought half my life, and I've always been the one fighting others, never the other way around. Corpse? Monarch-level? I'll see how many lives it has."

Zhang Dashan didn't speak, he just nodded.

Naro leaned against the corner of the wall, still silent. But the fact that she didn't leave was a statement in itself.

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi: "Tai Chu, tell me. What do you need us to do?"

Shen Xi nodded.

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly revealed the secret that only he knew.

"The zombie horde mechanic in post-apocalyptic survival games has a hidden rule."

"If the zombie horde fails to breach the area within 72 hours, or if there are obvious signs of a large-scale victory in the player's area, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

Fight back?

They were on the defensive the whole time; they never thought they could launch a counterattack.

"The counterattack mechanism requires a vote from the top ten players on the merit list," Shen Xi continued. "If more than half of them agree to a counterattack, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

"Once the counterattack mechanism is activated, it will be a duel between the top combat forces of both sides."

"Counterattack successful. All the rotting corpses that participated in the counterattack have been killed. At the same time, the level and attributes of all rotting corpses in the Kyoto area have been reduced."

"Counterattack failed..."

He paused.

"All participating players are dead."

"All functions within the Kyoto area will be available one month later."

The room fell silent once again.

A successful counterattack weakens all the corpses in the Kyoto region. A failed counterattack results in the death of all participating players, and the region's functionality is delayed by one month.

This is a high-stakes gamble.

Lord Wu'an frowned deeply. He wasn't afraid of death; he was afraid that if the counterattack failed, the entire capital would suffer the consequences.

On the screen, the soldiers were also hesitating.

No one is unafraid of death, and the cost of failure is too high.

But when they thought of their comrades who fell on the battlefield, their brothers torn apart by rotting corpses, and those who would never return home...

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice hoarse but firm: "I agree."

Liu Qing: "Agreed."

Su Muqing: "Agreed."

Wang Jun: "Agreed."

Li Tiezhu: "Agreed."

Zhang Dashan: "Agreed."

All six people agreed.

Lord Wu'an looked at Naluo.

Naro remained silent for a long time. Then she spoke, her voice very soft:

"agree."

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi one last time.

"I agree."

The top ten on the merit list received nine votes in favor.

Shen Xi stood in front of the communication equipment, her gaze sweeping over the tired yet determined faces on the screen, and over the people in the room who were covered in wounds but refused to give up.

Then he spoke.

"All of you need to do is activate the counterattack mechanism."

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

Lord Wu'an's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Shen Xi repeated it, her tone as calm as if she were saying the weather was nice today:

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

"Are you crazy?" Lord Wu'an stopped him. "That's a monarch-level corpse! You alone..."

"I can kill it," Shen Xi interrupted him.

Lord Wu'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He recalled the towering flames in the South District, the glaring number on the merit list, and Shen Xi's figure as he single-handedly fought his way through the zombie horde in the East District.

Maybe... he really can do it?

"But..." Lord Wu'an wanted to say something more.

"No buts." Shen Xi interrupted him again. "Your task is to hold the line and wait for me to return."

He turned around and looked out the window at the night sky, which was reddened by the firelight.

"That monarch-level corpse owes far too much debt."

"It's time to pay it back."

"We have forwards, key players, support players, and lurking positions."

"What we are facing today is not a disorganized rabble, but an army."

The room was deathly silent.

On the screen, the soldiers all looked grim. They had fought for most of the day, losing countless comrades, only to realize now that they were facing an organized, disciplined, and commanded army. This feeling was far more terrifying than facing a pack of wild beasts.

"There are two reasons for this situation," Shen Xi's voice continued to echo in the room. "First, it's the Gu family. That old bastard Gu Tianxin triggered the zombie horde. Without him, this zombie horde would never have happened."

"Secondly, there is the Corpse Lord hiding in the shadows."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"The enemy has been identified. Therefore, we cannot afford to be passively attacked."

"It's time to make them pay the price."

Everyone was surprised when he said that.

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Great God of the Primordial Beginning, what do you suggest? I, Zhao Tiejun, am willing to risk my life!"

Liu Qing also spoke, her voice icy: "More than sixty members of the core guard team died. This grudge must be avenged."

Su Muqing pushed up her glasses: "Yes, they're still lying on the battlefield. I can't let them die in vain."

Wang Jun clenched his fist: "Old Sun, wait for me to come back and take revenge on them."

Li Tiezhu picked up the cigarette from the ground, put it in his mouth, and said fiercely, "I've fought half my life, and I've always been the one fighting others, never the other way around. Corpse? Monarch-level? I'll see how many lives it has."

Zhang Dashan didn't speak, he just nodded.

Naro leaned against the corner of the wall, still silent. But the fact that she didn't leave was a statement in itself.

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi: "Tai Chu, tell me. What do you need us to do?"

Shen Xi nodded.

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly revealed the secret that only he knew.

"The zombie horde mechanic in post-apocalyptic survival games has a hidden rule."

"If the zombie horde fails to breach the area within 72 hours, or if there are obvious signs of a large-scale victory in the player's area, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

Fight back?

They were on the defensive the whole time; they never thought they could launch a counterattack.

"The counterattack mechanism requires a vote from the top ten players on the merit list," Shen Xi continued. "If more than half of them agree to a counterattack, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

"Once the counterattack mechanism is activated, it will be a duel between the top combat forces of both sides."

"Counterattack successful. All the rotting corpses that participated in the counterattack have been killed. At the same time, the level and attributes of all rotting corpses in the Kyoto area have been reduced."

"Counterattack failed..."

He paused.

"All participating players are dead."

"All functions within the Kyoto area will be available one month later."

The room fell silent once again.

A successful counterattack weakens all the corpses in the Kyoto region. A failed counterattack results in the death of all participating players, and the region's functionality is delayed by one month.

This is a high-stakes gamble.

Lord Wu'an frowned deeply. He wasn't afraid of death; he was afraid that if the counterattack failed, the entire capital would suffer the consequences.

On the screen, the soldiers were also hesitating.

No one is unafraid of death, and the cost of failure is too high.

But when they thought of their comrades who fell on the battlefield, their brothers torn apart by rotting corpses, and those who would never return home...

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice hoarse but firm: "I agree."

Liu Qing: "Agreed."

Su Muqing: "Agreed."

Wang Jun: "Agreed."

Li Tiezhu: "Agreed."

Zhang Dashan: "Agreed."

All six people agreed.

Lord Wu'an looked at Naluo.

Naro remained silent for a long time. Then she spoke, her voice very soft:

"agree."

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi one last time.

"I agree."

The top ten on the merit list received nine votes in favor.

Shen Xi stood in front of the communication equipment, her gaze sweeping over the tired yet determined faces on the screen, and over the people in the room who were covered in wounds but refused to give up.

Then he spoke.

"All of you need to do is activate the counterattack mechanism."

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

Lord Wu'an's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Shen Xi repeated it, her tone as calm as if she were saying the weather was nice today:

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

"Are you crazy?" Lord Wu'an stopped him. "That's a monarch-level corpse! You alone..."

"I can kill it," Shen Xi interrupted him.

Lord Wu'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He recalled the towering flames in the South District, the glaring number on the merit list, and Shen Xi's figure as he single-handedly fought his way through the zombie horde in the East District.

Maybe... he really can do it?

"But..." Lord Wu'an wanted to say something more.

"No buts." Shen Xi interrupted him again. "Your task is to hold the line and wait for me to return."

He turned around and looked out the window at the night sky, which was reddened by the firelight.

"That monarch-level corpse owes far too much debt."

"It's time to pay it back."

"We have forwards, key players, support players, and lurking positions."

"What we are facing today is not a disorganized rabble, but an army."

The room was deathly silent.

On the screen, the soldiers all looked grim. They had fought for most of the day, losing countless comrades, only to realize now that they were facing an organized, disciplined, and commanded army. This feeling was far more terrifying than facing a pack of wild beasts.

"There are two reasons for this situation," Shen Xi's voice continued to echo in the room. "First, it's the Gu family. That old bastard Gu Tianxin triggered the zombie horde. Without him, this zombie horde would never have happened."

"Secondly, there is the Corpse Lord hiding in the shadows."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"The enemy has been identified. Therefore, we cannot afford to be passively attacked."

"It's time to make them pay the price."

Everyone was surprised when he said that.

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Great God of the Primordial Beginning, what do you suggest? I, Zhao Tiejun, am willing to risk my life!"

Liu Qing also spoke, her voice icy: "More than sixty members of the core guard team died. This grudge must be avenged."

Su Muqing pushed up her glasses: "Yes, they're still lying on the battlefield. I can't let them die in vain."

Wang Jun clenched his fist: "Old Sun, wait for me to come back and take revenge on them."

Li Tiezhu picked up the cigarette from the ground, put it in his mouth, and said fiercely, "I've fought half my life, and I've always been the one fighting others, never the other way around. Corpse? Monarch-level? I'll see how many lives it has."

Zhang Dashan didn't speak, he just nodded.

Naro leaned against the corner of the wall, still silent. But the fact that she didn't leave was a statement in itself.

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi: "Tai Chu, tell me. What do you need us to do?"

Shen Xi nodded.

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly revealed the secret that only he knew.

"The zombie horde mechanic in post-apocalyptic survival games has a hidden rule."

"If the zombie horde fails to breach the area within 72 hours, or if there are obvious signs of a large-scale victory in the player's area, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

Fight back?

They were on the defensive the whole time; they never thought they could launch a counterattack.

"The counterattack mechanism requires a vote from the top ten players on the merit list," Shen Xi continued. "If more than half of them agree to a counterattack, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

"Once the counterattack mechanism is activated, it will be a duel between the top combat forces of both sides."

"Counterattack successful. All the rotting corpses that participated in the counterattack have been killed. At the same time, the level and attributes of all rotting corpses in the Kyoto area have been reduced."

"Counterattack failed..."

He paused.

"All participating players are dead."

"All functions within the Kyoto area will be available one month later."

The room fell silent once again.

A successful counterattack weakens all the corpses in the Kyoto region. A failed counterattack results in the death of all participating players, and the region's functionality is delayed by one month.

This is a high-stakes gamble.

Lord Wu'an frowned deeply. He wasn't afraid of death; he was afraid that if the counterattack failed, the entire capital would suffer the consequences.

On the screen, the soldiers were also hesitating.

No one is unafraid of death, and the cost of failure is too high.

But when they thought of their comrades who fell on the battlefield, their brothers torn apart by rotting corpses, and those who would never return home...

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice hoarse but firm: "I agree."

Liu Qing: "Agreed."

Su Muqing: "Agreed."

Wang Jun: "Agreed."

Li Tiezhu: "Agreed."

Zhang Dashan: "Agreed."

All six people agreed.

Lord Wu'an looked at Naluo.

Naro remained silent for a long time. Then she spoke, her voice very soft:

"agree."

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi one last time.

"I agree."

The top ten on the merit list received nine votes in favor.

Shen Xi stood in front of the communication equipment, her gaze sweeping over the tired yet determined faces on the screen, and over the people in the room who were covered in wounds but refused to give up.

Then he spoke.

"All of you need to do is activate the counterattack mechanism."

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

Lord Wu'an's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Shen Xi repeated it, her tone as calm as if she were saying the weather was nice today:

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

"Are you crazy?" Lord Wu'an stopped him. "That's a monarch-level corpse! You alone..."

"I can kill it," Shen Xi interrupted him.

Lord Wu'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He recalled the towering flames in the South District, the glaring number on the merit list, and Shen Xi's figure as he single-handedly fought his way through the zombie horde in the East District.

Maybe... he really can do it?

"But..." Lord Wu'an wanted to say something more.

"No buts." Shen Xi interrupted him again. "Your task is to hold the line and wait for me to return."

He turned around and looked out the window at the night sky, which was reddened by the firelight.

"That monarch-level corpse owes far too much debt."

"It's time to pay it back."

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He turned around and looked out the window at the night sky, which was reddened by the firelight.

"That monarch-level corpse owes far too much debt."

"It's time to pay it back."

"We have forwards, key players, support players, and lurking positions."

"What we are facing today is not a disorganized rabble, but an army."

The room was deathly silent.

On the screen, the soldiers all looked grim. They had fought for most of the day, losing countless comrades, only to realize now that they were facing an organized, disciplined, and commanded army. This feeling was far more terrifying than facing a pack of wild beasts.

"There are two reasons for this situation," Shen Xi's voice continued to echo in the room. "First, it's the Gu family. That old bastard Gu Tianxin triggered the zombie horde. Without him, this zombie horde would never have happened."

"Secondly, there is the Corpse Lord hiding in the shadows."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"The enemy has been identified. Therefore, we cannot afford to be passively attacked."

"It's time to make them pay the price."

Everyone was surprised when he said that.

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Great God of the Primordial Beginning, what do you suggest? I, Zhao Tiejun, am willing to risk my life!"

Liu Qing also spoke, her voice icy: "More than sixty members of the core guard team died. This grudge must be avenged."

Su Muqing pushed up her glasses: "Yes, they're still lying on the battlefield. I can't let them die in vain."

Wang Jun clenched his fist: "Old Sun, wait for me to come back and take revenge on them."

Li Tiezhu picked up the cigarette from the ground, put it in his mouth, and said fiercely, "I've fought half my life, and I've always been the one fighting others, never the other way around. Corpse? Monarch-level? I'll see how many lives it has."

Zhang Dashan didn't speak, he just nodded.

Naro leaned against the corner of the wall, still silent. But the fact that she didn't leave was a statement in itself.

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi: "Tai Chu, tell me. What do you need us to do?"

Shen Xi nodded.

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly revealed the secret that only he knew.

"The zombie horde mechanic in post-apocalyptic survival games has a hidden rule."

"If the zombie horde fails to breach the area within 72 hours, or if there are obvious signs of a large-scale victory in the player's area, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

Fight back?

They were on the defensive the whole time; they never thought they could launch a counterattack.

"The counterattack mechanism requires a vote from the top ten players on the merit list," Shen Xi continued. "If more than half of them agree to a counterattack, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

"Once the counterattack mechanism is activated, it will be a duel between the top combat forces of both sides."

"Counterattack successful. All the rotting corpses that participated in the counterattack have been killed. At the same time, the level and attributes of all rotting corpses in the Kyoto area have been reduced."

"Counterattack failed..."

He paused.

"All participating players are dead."

"All functions within the Kyoto area will be available one month later."

The room fell silent once again.

A successful counterattack weakens all the corpses in the Kyoto region. A failed counterattack results in the death of all participating players, and the region's functionality is delayed by one month.

This is a high-stakes gamble.

Lord Wu'an frowned deeply. He wasn't afraid of death; he was afraid that if the counterattack failed, the entire capital would suffer the consequences.

On the screen, the soldiers were also hesitating.

No one is unafraid of death, and the cost of failure is too high.

But when they thought of their comrades who fell on the battlefield, their brothers torn apart by rotting corpses, and those who would never return home...

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice hoarse but firm: "I agree."

Liu Qing: "Agreed."

Su Muqing: "Agreed."

Wang Jun: "Agreed."

Li Tiezhu: "Agreed."

Zhang Dashan: "Agreed."

All six people agreed.

Lord Wu'an looked at Naluo.

Naro remained silent for a long time. Then she spoke, her voice very soft:

"agree."

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi one last time.

"I agree."

The top ten on the merit list received nine votes in favor.

Shen Xi stood in front of the communication equipment, her gaze sweeping over the tired yet determined faces on the screen, and over the people in the room who were covered in wounds but refused to give up.

Then he spoke.

"All of you need to do is activate the counterattack mechanism."

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

Lord Wu'an's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Shen Xi repeated it, her tone as calm as if she were saying the weather was nice today:

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

"Are you crazy?" Lord Wu'an stopped him. "That's a monarch-level corpse! You alone..."

"I can kill it," Shen Xi interrupted him.

Lord Wu'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He recalled the towering flames in the South District, the glaring number on the merit list, and Shen Xi's figure as he single-handedly fought his way through the zombie horde in the East District.

Maybe... he really can do it?

"But..." Lord Wu'an wanted to say something more.

"No buts." Shen Xi interrupted him again. "Your task is to hold the line and wait for me to return."

He turned around and looked out the window at the night sky, which was reddened by the firelight.

"That monarch-level corpse owes far too much debt."

"It's time to pay it back."

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"We have forwards, key players, support players, and lurking positions."

"What we are facing today is not a disorganized rabble, but an army."

The room was deathly silent.

On the screen, the soldiers' faces were grim. They had fought for most of the day, losing countless comrades, only to realize now that they were facing an organized, disciplined, and commanded army. This feeling...

It's far more terrifying than facing a pack of wild beasts.

"There are two reasons for this situation," Shen Xi's voice continued to echo in the room. "First, it's the Gu family. That old bastard Gu Tianxin triggered the zombie horde. Without him, this zombie horde would never have happened."

"Secondly, there is the Corpse Lord hiding in the shadows."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"The enemy has been identified. Therefore, we cannot afford to be passively attacked."

"It's time to make them pay the price."

Everyone was surprised when he said that.

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Great God of the Primordial Beginning, what do you suggest? I, Zhao Tiejun, am willing to risk my life!"

Liu Qing also spoke, her voice icy: "More than sixty members of the core guard team died. This grudge must be avenged."

Su Muqing pushed up her glasses: "Yes, they're still lying on the battlefield. I can't let them die in vain."

Wang Jun clenched his fist: "Old Sun, wait for me to come back and take revenge on them."

Li Tiezhu picked up the cigarette from the ground, put it in his mouth, and said fiercely, "I've fought half my life, and I've always been the one fighting others, never the other way around. Corpse? Monarch-level? I'll see how many lives it has."

Zhang Dashan didn't speak, he just nodded.

Naro leaned against the corner of the wall, still silent. But the fact that she didn't leave was a statement in itself.

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi: "Tai Chu, tell me. What do you need us to do?"

Shen Xi nodded.

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly revealed the secret that only he knew.

"The zombie horde mechanic in post-apocalyptic survival games has a hidden rule."

"If the zombie horde fails to breach the area within 72 hours, or if there are obvious signs of a large-scale victory in the player's area, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

Fight back?

They were on the defensive the whole time; they never thought they could launch a counterattack.

"The counterattack mechanism requires a vote from the top ten players on the merit list," Shen Xi continued. "If more than half of them agree to a counterattack, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

"Once the counterattack mechanism is activated, it will be a duel between the top combat forces of both sides."

"Counterattack successful. All the rotting corpses that participated in the counterattack have been killed. At the same time, the level and attributes of all rotting corpses in the Kyoto area have been reduced."

"Counterattack failed..."

He paused.

"All participating players are dead."

"All functions within the Kyoto area will be available one month later."

The room fell silent once again.

A successful counterattack weakens all the corpses in the Kyoto region. A failed counterattack results in the death of all participating players, and the region's functionality is delayed by one month.

This is a high-stakes gamble.

Lord Wu'an frowned deeply. He wasn't afraid of death; he was afraid that if the counterattack failed, the entire capital would suffer the consequences.

On the screen, the soldiers were also hesitating.

No one is unafraid of death, and the cost of failure is too high.

But when they thought of their comrades who fell on the battlefield, their brothers torn apart by rotting corpses, and those who would never return home...

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice hoarse but firm: "I agree."

Liu Qing: "Agreed."

Su Muqing: "Agreed."

Wang Jun: "Agreed."

Li Tiezhu: "Agreed."

Zhang Dashan: "Agreed."

All six people agreed.

Lord Wu'an looked at Naluo.

Naro remained silent for a long time. Then she spoke, her voice very soft:

"agree."

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi one last time.

"I agree."

The top ten on the merit list received nine votes in favor.

Shen Xi stood in front of the communication equipment, her gaze sweeping over the tired yet determined faces on the screen, and over the people in the room who were covered in wounds but refused to give up.

Then he spoke.

"All of you need to do is activate the counterattack mechanism."

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

Lord Wu'an's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Shen Xi repeated it, her tone as calm as if she were saying the weather was nice today:

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

"Are you crazy?" Lord Wu'an stopped him. "That's a monarch-level corpse! You alone..."

"I can kill it," Shen Xi interrupted him.

Lord Wu'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He recalled the towering flames in the South District, the glaring number on the merit list, and Shen Xi's figure as he single-handedly fought his way through the zombie horde in the East District.

Maybe... he really can do it?

"But..." Lord Wu'an wanted to say something more.

"No buts." Shen Xi interrupted him again. "Your task is to hold the line and wait for me to return."

He turned around and looked out the window at the night sky, which was reddened by the firelight.

"That monarch-level corpse owes far too much debt."

"It's time to pay it back."

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"It's time to pay it back."

"We have forwards, key players, support players, and lurking positions."

"What we are facing today is not a disorganized rabble, but an army."

The room was deathly silent.

On the screen, the soldiers all looked grim. They had fought for most of the day, losing countless comrades, only to realize now that they were facing an organized, disciplined, and commanded army. This feeling was far more terrifying than facing a pack of wild beasts.

"There are two reasons for this situation," Shen Xi's voice continued to echo in the room. "First, it's the Gu family. That old bastard Gu Tianxin triggered the zombie horde. Without him, this zombie horde would never have happened."

"Secondly, there is the Corpse Lord hiding in the shadows."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"The enemy has been identified. Therefore, we cannot afford to be passively attacked."

"It's time to make them pay the price."

Everyone was surprised when he said that.

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Great God of the Primordial Beginning, what do you suggest? I, Zhao Tiejun, am willing to risk my life!"

Liu Qing also spoke, her voice icy: "More than sixty members of the core guard team died. This grudge must be avenged."

Su Muqing pushed up her glasses: "Yes, they're still lying on the battlefield. I can't let them die in vain."

Wang Jun clenched his fist: "Old Sun, wait for me to come back and take revenge on them."

Li Tiezhu picked up the cigarette from the ground, put it in his mouth, and said fiercely, "I've fought half my life, and I've always been the one fighting others, never the other way around. Corpse? Monarch-level? I'll see how many lives it has."

Zhang Dashan didn't speak, he just nodded.

Naro leaned against the corner of the wall, still silent. But the fact that she didn't leave was a statement in itself.

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi: "Tai Chu, tell me. What do you need us to do?"

Shen Xi nodded.

He didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly revealed the secret that only he knew.

"The zombie horde mechanic in post-apocalyptic survival games has a hidden rule."

"If the zombie horde fails to breach the area within 72 hours, or if there are obvious signs of a large-scale victory in the player's area, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

Everyone held their breath for a moment.

Fight back?

They were on the defensive the whole time; they never thought they could launch a counterattack.

"The counterattack mechanism requires a vote from the top ten players on the merit list," Shen Xi continued. "If more than half of them agree to a counterattack, the counterattack mechanism will be triggered."

"Once the counterattack mechanism is activated, it will be a duel between the top combat forces of both sides."

"Counterattack successful. All the rotting corpses that participated in the counterattack have been killed. At the same time, the level and attributes of all rotting corpses in the Kyoto area have been reduced."

"Counterattack failed..."

He paused.

"All participating players are dead."

"All functions within the Kyoto area will be available one month later."

The room fell silent once again.

A successful counterattack weakens all the corpses in the Kyoto region. A failed counterattack results in the death of all participating players, and the region's functionality is delayed by one month.

This is a high-stakes gamble.

Lord Wu'an frowned deeply. He wasn't afraid of death; he was afraid that if the counterattack failed, the entire capital would suffer the consequences.

On the screen, the soldiers were also hesitating.

No one is unafraid of death, and the cost of failure is too high.

But when they thought of their comrades who fell on the battlefield, their brothers torn apart by rotting corpses, and those who would never return home...

Zhao Tiejun was the first to speak, his voice hoarse but firm: "I agree."

Liu Qing: "Agreed."

Su Muqing: "Agreed."

Wang Jun: "Agreed."

Li Tiezhu: "Agreed."

Zhang Dashan: "Agreed."

All six people agreed.

Lord Wu'an looked at Naluo.

Naro remained silent for a long time. Then she spoke, her voice very soft:

"agree."

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath and looked at Shen Xi one last time.

"I agree."

The top ten on the merit list received nine votes in favor.

Shen Xi stood in front of the communication equipment, her gaze sweeping over the tired yet determined faces on the screen, and over the people in the room who were covered in wounds but refused to give up.

Then he spoke.

"All of you need to do is activate the counterattack mechanism."

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

The room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

Lord Wu'an's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Shen Xi repeated it, her tone as calm as if she were saying the weather was nice today:

"After the counterattack began, I went alone."

"Are you crazy?" Lord Wu'an stopped him. "That's a monarch-level corpse! You alone..."

"I can kill it," Shen Xi interrupted him.

Lord Wu'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

He recalled the towering flames in the South District, the glaring number on the merit list, and Shen Xi's figure as he single-handedly fought his way through the zombie horde in the East District.

Maybe... he really can do it?

"But..." Lord Wu'an wanted to say something more.

"No buts." Shen Xi interrupted him again. "Your task is to hold the line and wait for me to return."

He turned around and looked out the window at the night sky, which was reddened by the firelight.

"That monarch-level corpse owes far too much debt."

"It's time to pay it back."