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

A golden light curtain floated in the center of the revenge arena, illuminating the entire arena as bright as day.

Shen Xi shifted her gaze from the old acquaintance to something further ahead.

There are three rotting corpses there; they are the real threat.

They stood at the front, arranged in a triangle, each radiating a suffocating sense of oppression. This oppression was different from that of the Corpse King; it wasn't built on rank, but rather an innate, deep-seated pressure from the bloodline.

Monarch-level rotting corpse.

Born from only one in millions or tens of millions of corpses, they possess intelligence and terrifying innate skills that rival those of humans. They are the darlings of the corpse world, standing at the pinnacle from the moment of their birth.

And here, there are three.

Shen Xi's gaze swept over the three monarch-level corpses from left to right.

The one on the left is the largest, at least two and a half meters tall, covered entirely in dark red bone armor with blood-red runes flowing across it. Its head has four curved bone horns, like a crown. Its hands are not claws, but two enormous bone blades, stained with dark brown blood, clearly having slain countless lives.

The one in the middle, the most slender, was about two meters tall. It wore a dark gold robe similar to the Corpse King's, but the runes on the robe were denser and more complex. Its hands were behind its back, its face calm, even with a faint smile. But its scarlet eyes were devoid of any warmth.

The one on the right is the most bizarre in shape. It has no fixed form; its body is like a constantly flowing black mist, within which occasionally distorted human faces and struggling limbs emerge. Its "face" is a constantly changing mask, sometimes an old man, sometimes a woman, sometimes a child, each face bearing an eerie smile.

Three monarch-level corpses.

Behind them stood the future Corpse King, and six other corpses that Shen Xi didn't recognize. These corpses weren't low-level either, at least around level 20, the Lord-level. But compared to the three Monarch-level beings in front, they were far inferior.

Seeing this, Shen Xi's worries lessened a bit.

do not know.

Apart from the Corpse King, he didn't recognize any of the others.

This shows that in his previous life, these corpses didn't achieve much. Those who truly stood at the pinnacle were the beings he knew.

Just then, the gazes of the three monarch-level corpses fell on him simultaneously.

Six scarlet eyes stared intently at him.

Shen Xi was all too familiar with that fluctuation of will. From the South District to the East District, the will that had been directing the zombie horde from behind the scenes and relentlessly pursuing him came from the largest monarch-level rotting corpse on his left.

A look of seriousness flashed in its eyes.

It wasn't just that one. The smile on the lips of the slender, monarch-level corpse in the middle also faded slightly. The mask in the black mist on the right transformed into a middle-aged man with a furrowed brow.

The three monarch-level corpses simultaneously sensed a threat.

Especially the one on the left, it's currently the most powerful of these ten corpses, and the one that has fully experienced Shen Xi's terror. In the South District, it instantly lost tens of thousands of corpses and five teleportation portals. In the East District, it personally commanded the zombie horde to encircle and kill them, but Shen Xi slaughtered it all, forcing it to close the teleportation portals and retreat prematurely.

At this moment, enemies meeting are filled with intense hatred.

Just then, a grand mechanical sound appeared above the revenge arena.

[Revenge War: Battle Rules Announced!]

On the golden light screen, lines of large characters slowly appeared.

[Combat Style: Gauntlet Battle]

【Rules Explanation:】

[1. The human and zombie factions each send out ten players, who will take turns to fight in order.]

[2. Only one player can participate in each match, with no time or method restrictions.]

[3. If one side is completely eliminated, the current match ends.]

4. The winning player cannot leave the arena and must remain there to face the next opponent.

5. Repeat the above process until all players on one side are eliminated.

6. The last surviving faction wins the revenge battle.

[Special Note: There is no rest time, no recovery time, and no resupply time. The winner continues the fight.]

The moment the rules were announced, the entire revenge arena fell into a deathly silence.

A war of attrition.

The winner continues.

No rest, no recovery, no resupply.

This means that if you're the first to go in and kill one opponent, you have to fight the second. If you kill the second, you have to fight the third. Keep killing and fighting until you die, or until all the opponents are dead.

This is the most brutal form of combat.

No teammates to support you, no chance to catch your breath, no way out. One person has to face ten opponents. Only by killing them all can you survive.

This model couldn't be better for Shen Xi.

He was just wondering how he could kill all ten of them by himself.

But the expressions of the nine people behind Shen Xi all changed.

Lord Wu'an was the first to speak, his voice filled with anxiety: "Taichu, this war of attrition is disadvantageous for us! Most of the ten of us are injured and in poor condition. Of those ten corpses on the other side, at least three are beyond my comprehension. If we send those in poor condition first, it's suicide. If we send those in good condition first, the energy expenditure will be too great, and the rest of us won't be able to hold on..."

"Noon is fine."

Shen Xi's voice wasn't loud, but everyone fell silent.

He turned around and looked at the nine people.

Apart from Mingying, everyone else was in poor condition.

Shen Xi withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "I've said it before, I'll deal with them all by myself."

Everyone was stunned.

"Are you crazy?" Wu Anjun blurted out. "You're the strongest on our side, you should save yourself for last! If you go first, the energy will be too much for the rest of us..."

"There's no 'what if'."

Shen Xi interrupted him.

He turned around and looked at the ten rotting corpses opposite him.

"I'm enough on my own."

The moment he finished speaking, he leaped up.

The silver-gray Kyoto rhythm uniform shimmered faintly under the golden light, and the cape fluttered gently behind her.

And just like that, he jumped straight onto the ring all by himself.

...Meanwhile, in Kyoto.

A blood-red light curtain forcibly cut into the field of vision of every player.

[Revenge Battle - Live Footage]

Human Faction VS Corpse Faction

[Current Match: Match 1]

[Human faction's representative: Tai Chu (Level 29)]

[Participants in the Corpse Faction: To be determined]

On the screen, the live feed of the revenge arena was clearly visible. The silver-gray figure was walking alone towards the center of the arena.

The entire city of Kyoto instantly erupted in excitement.

"Holy crap! The Primordial God is the first one to go?!"

"A tag team battle! The winner continues! He's going to fight ten of them by himself?!"

"He's gone mad! The Primordial God has gone mad!"

"You're fucking crazy! The Primordial God is going to take down the entire enemy team by himself!"

"But there are monarch-level corpses on the other side! At least three! No matter how strong the Primordial God is, he can't possibly fight ten by himself, right?"

"Others may not be able to, but the Primordial God certainly can! Have you forgotten that pillar of fire in the South District? Have you forgotten how he single-handedly fought his way through the zombie horde in the East District?"

"Exactly! When has the Primordial God ever let us down?"

"But there's no rest time in a tag-team battle! No matter how strong he is, his stamina will eventually be exhausted..."

"Stop talking! Stop talking! I believe in the Primordial God!"

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

The whole city shouted, the sound deafening.

They knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of the entire city of Kyoto.

If Taichu loses, all functional buildings in Kyoto will be closed for a month, and everyone will suffer the curse of "the shame of the fall".

If Taichu wins, all corpses in the Kyoto region will have their level reduced by five and all attributes reduced by 30% for thirty days.

More importantly, the deaths of those comrades who perished in the zombie horde had meaning.

"The Primordial God!"

"Kill all those beasts!"

"Avenge our brothers!"

...The revenge arena.

Shen Xi walked to the center of the arena and stopped.

He looked up and gazed at the other side.

On the other side of the rotting corpse camp, ten rotting corpses were also watching him.

Three monarch-level corpses stood at the front, followed by the corpse king and six lord-level corpses. Their gazes were all fixed on Shen Xi.

The largest monarch-level corpse's eyes were almost overflowing with solemnity. It had suffered at the hands of Shen Xi and knew how terrifying this human was.

The smile on the lips of the slender, monarch-level corpse in the middle had completely vanished. It stared at Shen Xi, its scarlet eyes slightly narrowed, lost in thought.

The mask in the black mist on the right transformed into an old man with a furrowed brow.

All three monarch-level corpses hesitated.

Shen Xi's appearance as the first opponent was completely unexpected. They had assumed both sides would first send out their weakest units to wear each other down, gradually moving on to their stronger ones. A war of attrition was a test of overall strength, tactical planning, and attrition. Whoever revealed their trump card first would lose.

But Shen Xi doesn't play by the rules.

He played his trump card right away.

On the side of the rotting corpses, commotion began to break out.

The rotting corpse king didn't move either. It stood at the very back, its scarlet eyes fixed on Shen Xi, lost in thought.

The three monarch-level corpses were still hesitating.

Just then, the notification sound of the post-apocalyptic survival game rang out again.

[Countdown: 10 seconds!]

[The Corpse faction must send out one player within 10 seconds, otherwise it will be considered a forfeit and an immediate loss!]

【10, 9, 8...】

On the side of the rotting corpses, the commotion was even greater.

The six lord-level corpses all stared at the three monarch-level ones, their eyes filled with fear. They didn't want to go, but they dared not disobey orders.

【5, 4, 3...】

The countdown is about to end.

Despite their surprise, the corpses quickly selected their opponents.

It wasn't one of the three monarch-level ones, but the weakest of the seven rotting corpses.

Level 18 leader.

Its task is simple: to deplete Shen Xi's stamina.

Fight as many as you can, and admit defeat if you can't win? No, there is no admitting defeat. Only death.