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

The night wind howled.

Shen Xi crouched behind a large tree, the golden light of the Eye of Truth slowly dissipating in her pupils. The distant cave was once again shrouded in vines, returning to silence. Outside the cave entrance, the two corpses lay motionless in the moonlight, their black blood congealed, emitting a faint, fishy smell in the night breeze.

He looked away, leaned against the tree trunk, and let out a long breath.

Following the ghost child's figure, Shen Xi used her Eye of Truth to follow the ghost child's steps from the outside and thoroughly explored the inside.

"trouble."

With a thought, Shen Xi gave Ming Ying a task.

"Go back to Kyoto City immediately!"

Upon receiving the order, Mingying retracted the Lion Barrier and stood up from the warehouse entrance.

His movement instantly tensed the more than a thousand people in the warehouse. Everyone stared at him, their eyes filled with unease.

But Mingying didn't even glance at them.

He simply turned around and strode toward the entrance of the logistics center.

Mingying strode across the wasteland at an extremely fast pace.

About two hours later.

Mingying's figure emerged from the darkness and appeared at the north gate of Kyoto.

On the city wall, several soldiers on night watch were yawning, huddled behind the crenellations. The zombie horde had just receded, and everyone was exhausted, like dogs; it was a miracle they could even stand. A young soldier rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced instinctively towards the outside of the city, and then froze.

"That...that is..." His voice trembled as he pointed to the approaching figure outside the city, "Ming...Mingying?!"

An old soldier nearby suddenly stood up and looked in the direction he was pointing. In the firelight, the silver-gray figure became clearer and clearer. Two meters tall, with a shield on the left and a gun on the right, who else could it be but Mingying?

"Quick! Open the city gates!" the veteran shouted hoarsely. "Boss Mingying is back!"

The city gates slowly opened with a dull rumble. Several soldiers, carrying torches, went out to greet them, the light illuminating Mingying's cold, hard face. His skin was much better than before.

"Ming...Master Mingying!" the young soldier stammered, "You went out with the Primordial God, and now, in the middle of the night, why are you the only one who's come back? The Primordial God, he..."

Mingying stopped, her deep eyes sweeping over the soldiers. They all shivered in unison, instinctively taking a step back. The killing intent emanating from them was overwhelming.

"Where is Lord Wu'an?" Mingying suddenly asked, clearly indicating that Shen Xi had taken control of his body.

The soldiers looked at each other, momentarily stunned.

"I'm asking you, where is Lord Wu'an?" Mingying's voice became more forceful.

The young soldier snapped out of his daze and hurriedly said, "He's...he's at command post! Lord Wu'an has been at command post all night, saying he's waiting for news from the Great God of Primordial Beginning..."

"Take me to see him," Mingying interrupted him. "Now."

"Yes! Yes!" The young soldier turned and ran, staggering as he rushed into the city.

Mingying followed behind him, her steps steady, but the murderous aura emanating from her bones still frightened the others.

The group walked through several streets and arrived at the temporary command post. It was a three-story building, which was probably an office building for a company before the apocalypse. At this moment, the doors and windows were tightly closed, with only a dim light shining from a window on the second floor.

The young soldier rushed to the door, about to knock, when it opened from the inside. A major in his early thirties stood in the doorway; his pupils contracted slightly upon seeing Mingying, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Sir, Lord Wu'an is on the second floor, waiting for you." The major stepped aside.

Mingying nodded and stepped into the small building. The soldiers behind her stopped automatically; no one dared to follow her inside.

On the second floor, in a small office, Wu Anjun was leaning back in his chair, resting with his eyes closed.

The door opened, and Mingying strode into the command center.

Its two-meter-tall body cast a huge shadow under the lights.

Lord Wu'an stared at him, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Sit down," Lord Wu'an said, gesturing to the chair opposite him.

Mingying didn't sit down; she remained standing. Under Shen Xi's control, Mingying spoke. Her voice was low and hoarse: "Lord Wu'an, the Gu family's secret base has been found."

Lord Wu'an was breathing rapidly.

He jumped to his feet, his hands gripping the table, staring intently at Mingying, his voice filled with disbelief: "What did you say? You found it? It's only been less than a day, and you... how did you find it?"

The zombie horde had just ended, less than a day had passed, and Tai Chu had already found the Gu family's headquarters? That's incredibly fast. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately kept it closed. Because he knew this person was Tai Chu. What others couldn't do, he could do. What others needed ten days or half a month to gather intelligence, he could accomplish in a single day.

"Where is it located?" Lord Wu'an asked.

"North of the city, in the hilly area about 130 kilometers away," Mingying's voice continued, "the Gu family dug an underground base there, with three levels, easy to defend and difficult to attack. The outer perimeter has watchtowers, electric fences, and minefields, while the inner perimeter is heavily guarded and well-equipped."

Lord Wu'an frowned: "How do you know so much?"

"The Primordial Ones have their own methods," Mingying said calmly. "All you need to know is that we've found the place."

"How many people can we gather tomorrow?" Mingying asked.

Lord Wu'an took a deep breath, opened the folder on the table, and flipped to a page filled with densely packed lists.

"The list you gave me has been completely purged of the military's high-ranking officials." His voice was low. "Eleven people, including Deputy Commander Wang, Chief of Staff Zhao, General Li, and Major General Zhou, have all been taken into custody. The rest are all trustworthy individuals."

Mingying remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

"We can muster about 10,000 men capable of fighting by tomorrow morning." Wu Anjun looked up at Mingying. "Adding the personnel the old commander recalled from his post, we can probably have about 20,000 men. That's a total of over 30,000."

"More than 30,000 people..." Mingying murmured.

"If that's not enough, we can wait another day. More than 20,000 people can return," Wu Anjun added. "Those people were sent to various places outside the city to carry out missions after the apocalypse. Before the zombie horde started, we contacted them to return to defend the city. They can arrive as early as tomorrow afternoon, or at the latest the day after tomorrow morning."

"No need to wait any longer," Mingying interrupted him. "We'll set off immediately tomorrow morning."

Lord Wu'an frowned: "More than 30,000 people, is that enough?"

"That's enough." Mingying's voice was calm. "The Gu family has about 20,000 people, but only a little over 10,000 are actually capable of fighting. Moreover, their strength varies greatly, and there aren't many strong individuals. Most of them are casual players who rely on the Gu family's name to make a living. If a real fight breaks out, they will collapse at the first touch."

"How strong are they in combat?" Mingying asked.

"No problem at all." Wu Anjun's voice carried a hint of pride. "They've all participated in the zombie horde defense battle, seen blood, and killed rotting corpses. Although their equipment varies, their morale is high."

"Alright, that's enough to deal with the Gu family's secret base."

Lord Wu'an stared at Mingying for a long time.

"How could you find so much information in such a short time?" His voice carried a hint of disbelief.

Mingying was too lazy to explain to him.

He paused, then continued, "Besides that, the Gu family also has many of its own properties in the surrounding areas, which are essentially their eyes and ears. They are distributed in the north, west, and east of the city, with about a dozen strongholds, each with dozens to hundreds of people. These strongholds are interconnected, so if we mobilize our forces on a large scale, the news will reach the Gu family base within half an hour."

Lord Wu'an's expression turned serious.

"So we have to be quick." Mingying's voice became more serious. "We need to cut off all communication lines and surround the Gu family's secret base before they receive the message."

Lord Wu'an remained silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up.

"I'll contact the old commander right now. I won't sleep tonight; I'll try to leave early in the morning."

He grabbed the military cap from the table, put it on his head, and strode towards the door. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Mingying.

"Where is Taichu now?" Lord Wu'an asked. "Is he safe?"

Mingying remained silent.

Then he spoke: "He's keeping an eye on the Gu family. They can't escape."

Wu Anjun took a deep breath: "It's too dangerous for him to be over there alone. What if that old bastard Gu Tianxin finds out about you..."

"He won't discover the Primordial Beginning," Mingying interrupted him. "Besides, even if he did discover the Primordial Beginning, it's still uncertain who would kill whom."

Mingying's voice was calm, yet it carried absolute confidence, because the person speaking at this moment was actually Shen Xi.

Lord Wu'an stared at Mingying's smug eyes and remained silent for a long time.

Then he nodded.

"Indeed, if anyone can threaten him, then we are in danger."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and left, his footsteps quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Mingying was the only one left in the office.

He stood there, motionless, like a statue.

A moment later, a flicker of emotion suddenly flashed in those deep eyes.

Shen Xi released him from her control.

"Stay here and wait for orders." This was Shen Xi's order to him.

Mingying blinked, then looked down at his hands. He turned, walked to the window, and opened it. The night wind blew in, carrying a faint smell of blood and burnt food. In the distance, towards the north of the city, a few faint lights could be seen in the darkness.

Those were faint lights emanating from several settlements in the distance.

Mingying stood there and put away both the Asura Spear and the Lion Barrier.

He waited in Kyoto for orders, awaiting the assembly the following morning.

Outside the Gu family's secret base, Shen Xi returned to her own secluded paradise. If she stayed outside, she would easily be discovered.

In the dead of night, outside the command post, military vehicles were starting up, the roar of their engines breaking the silence of the night.

Lord Wu'an stood at the entrance of the command post, looking at the busy soldiers, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"The Gu family," he murmured. "This time, let's see where you can run to."

In the distance, on the eastern horizon, a pale light is slowly emerging.

It's almost dawn.

The world depicted by the author "Riding a Cow" is found in "Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level, High Drop Rate, and Abundant Resources".