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

Gu Tianxin's body lay on the ground, her wide-open eyes frozen in extreme fear.

Shen Xi withdrew her gaze and was about to turn and leave when a bone-chilling cold suddenly rose up from her spine.

The feeling was like being targeted by a venomous snake.

This was an instinctive warning. His years of combat experience told him that he was being watched by a powerful being. Not someone like Gu Tianxin, whose level was built up through pills and resources, but a true powerhouse who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and had experienced countless life-and-death battles.

Frost Silver Set, four-piece set, increases perception range by 15%.

Shen Xi could clearly feel that the gaze fixed on her came from the depths of the fourth floor, from a dark corner.

That person has been hiding there.

Shen Xi did not turn around.

He simply and slowly tossed Gu Tianxin's body to the ground with a dull thud. Then, he took a deep breath, calming the surging power within him, allowing his breathing to return to normal, and relaxing his muscles from a tense state to a point where they could explode at any moment.

This is the survival rule in a post-apocalyptic world: When faced with an unknown threat, don't rush to turn around or attack. First, adjust your state and get your body into the best fighting posture.

Just like a cheetah relaxes its muscles and adjusts its breathing before pouncing on its prey, it unleashes all its power at the most opportune moment.

Shen Xi pushed the perception of his Eye of Truth to its limit. Golden light flowed in his pupils as his gaze began to spread outwards, searching inch by inch for the source of the threat that had locked onto him.

At the end of the corridor, in the shadow of a white marble platform.

There is a person there.

No, it wasn't "there was a person," but rather a person standing there. Shen Xi had clearly looked at that corner when she scanned the fourth floor with her Eye of Truth, but she hadn't seen anything then.

Is this person new?

Shen Xi felt an immense sense of crisis.

This person was standing less than fifty meters behind him, and he hadn't noticed him at all.

Shen Xi broke out in a cold sweat, but he showed no sign of distress. He simply continued to regulate his breathing, allowing the power within his body to flow slowly, while simultaneously staring intently at the figure in the shadows with his Eye of Truth.

The man wore a tattered gray robe, stained and torn, as if it had been pulled from a garbage dump. His hair was gray and disheveled, hanging loosely over his shoulders, as if it hadn't been washed in ages. His face was thin, with high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, and sallow skin; he was as thin as a bamboo pole.

But those eyes.

The moment Shen Xi saw those eyes, her senses of alarm reached their peak.

Those weren't human eyes. The grayish-white pupils were murky like a rotting corpse, yet not entirely like the madness and savagery of a corpse. Within that murky quality lay a strange clarity, as if it were something existing somewhere between a human and a rotting corpse.

The old man stood there, motionless.

His hands hung naturally at his sides, neither gripping a weapon nor adopting any offensive stance. His breathing was steady, his heartbeat slow, and he resembled a withered old tree, devoid of any life.

But Shen Xi knew that this person could unleash terrifying power in an instant.

Because of the old man's position, there was no flaw in his stance.

Shen Xi had seen countless experts. In the ten years of the apocalypse in his previous life, he had witnessed the power of a war god, the magic god cast spells, and the terrifying pressure of a king-level corpse. But never had anyone stood there like the old man before him, seemingly nonexistent.

If he closed his eyes and didn't use his Eye of Truth to perceive it, he might even think that the corner was empty.

Shen Xi slowly turned around, facing that corner.

The old man remained motionless, but his greyish-white eyes were fixed on him.

The two people, fifty meters apart, stared at each other.

"Powerful, and perfect."

The old man's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping, or perhaps some ancient language. His lips slowly parted to reveal a smile, a smile so eerie it was neither benevolent nor malicious, but rather an almost morbid appreciation.

"I've concealed my presence, yet you still managed to detect me. This shows your combat awareness is definitely not inferior to mine."

The old man took a step forward.

It was just one step, but the invisible pressure suddenly surged several times over. Shen Xi could sense that it wasn't killing intent or hostility, but something deeper, like the composure of a hunter examining its prey.

"What a pity," the old man shook his head. "I always thought 'Jun' was the most suitable and perfect being. But after seeing you, I realized that you are several times, even dozens of times, more perfect than him."

Jun?

Shen Xi frowned slightly.

This person is praising himself.

It wasn't mockery or provocation, but heartfelt, sincere praise. This flawless, powerful figure standing there, looking at her with such eyes and uttering "perfect," sent a chill down Shen Xi's spine.

He knew he had encountered a madman.

Moreover, it's ridiculously strong.

A mentally unstable madman.

Shen Xi took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He didn't rush to attack, nor did he try to escape. Instead, he decided to find out more about this person first.

"Who are you?"

Shen Xi spoke, his voice calm. He needed to buy time and use this opportunity to adjust his condition. Although the recent battles hadn't been too taxing, against an opponent of this caliber, even the slightest difference in condition could be a matter of life or death.

The old man tilted his head, a thoughtful expression on his face.

He pointed to Gu Tianxin's corpse on the ground, the still-open-eyed, ashen-faced body, and said in a flat tone:

"If I really had to say, I'm his great-grandfather. Who do you think I am?"

Shen Xi's eye twitched slightly.

Gu Tianxin is over seventy years old. If what this old man said is true, then his great-grandfather must have lived at least two hundred years ago. It was impossible for someone to live for over two hundred years before the apocalypse, but now that a survival game has arrived, anything is possible.

But what Shen Xi cared about was not the old man's age, but his attitude.

Gu Tianxin is dead. His descendant, the head of his family, died before his very eyes. And this old man remained completely unmoved. He showed no emotion whatsoever. It was as if a stranger had died, not his great-grandson.

"What? You don't believe it?"

The old man seemed to sense Shen Xi's gaze, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his sallow face. His voice suddenly turned cold, carrying a morbid arrogance:

"I hate it when people don't believe me."

Shen Xi didn't speak, but just stared intently at the old man.

The old man seemed satisfied with Shen Xi's reaction, and a strange smile reappeared on his sallow face.

"You are the Primordial One, aren't you? The number one on the China region's ranking list, the Gu family for generations, all died at your hands."

He paused, his nostrils flaring slightly, as if he were sniffing something.

"I sense the aura of the Witch Clan within you. Your lineage is related to the Witch Clan, isn't it?"

Shen Xi's heart skipped a beat.

The Witch Clan.

He did indeed inherit the legacy of the Wu tribe. Pangu was the ancestor of the Wu tribe, and his creation of the world, in essence, was the most fundamental power of the Wu tribe. But even Lord Wu'an and Liu Xinghui didn't know this. How did this old man figure it out?

"I know you're stalling for time to get back to normal."

The old man's voice suddenly softened, as if he were comforting Shen Xi:

"You can recover at your best, I'm not in a hurry. I need you at your peak, to offer you up to 'King,' and he will surely reach even greater heights."

Sacrifice.

you.

Countless thoughts flashed through Shen Xi's mind. This old man is indeed a madman. He watched the Gu family perish and his descendants die tragically, not only remaining unmoved, but also offering himself as a sacrifice to something called "Jun".

Moreover, he was actually willing to wait until he was back to his peak condition.

Shen Xi stared at the old man, a complex light flashing in her eyes.

He remembered the mission of the Domination System.

The reward for eliminating the Gu family is 10000 experience points, 10000 gold coins, 2000 reputation, 2 gold-grade equipment boxes, 20 free attribute points, and 2 normal bonus draw cards.

With two regular bonus draw cards and other mission rewards, this mission is quite generous.

He had previously wondered why the destruction of the Gu family would result in such a generous reward. Now it seemed that the Dominator System had known all along that there was such an old monster hiding behind the Gu family.

The two regular bonus draw cards include this old guy.

Shen Xi took a deep breath, and the solemnity in her eyes was gradually replaced by a cold killing intent.

Since you insist on waiting, then I'll make you wait.

He sat cross-legged, took out a bottle of energy recovery potion from his storage space, and gulped it down. A pale blue light flowed through his body, and his depleted mental energy began to slowly recover. He then took out a hot meal, devoured it in a few bites, and replenished his strength.

The old man stood there, watching Shen Xi do all this, without disturbing her.

He even sat on the ground, with his hands on his knees and his eyes closed, as if he were meditating.

An eerie silence fell over the entire fourth floor.

As Shen Xi recovered, she made plans in her mind.

This old man is ridiculously strong. He can see through my lineage at a glance, and he still dares to restore himself to his peak condition before making a move. This confidence isn't feigned.

We must first find out his background.

Shen Xi opened her eyes, golden light swirling in her pupils.

With a keen understanding of all things, unleash your full power!

This time, it wasn't a passive probe, but an active, all-out information gathering. Golden light shot from Shen Xi's eyes, like an invisible ray, enveloping the old man's entire body.

Golden light swirled wildly in Shen Xi's pupils, and countless pieces of information surged in like a tide. But the information was too complex and chaotic, as if it were being deliberately interfered with by some force.

Shen Xi gritted her teeth and pushed her mental energy to its limit.

Finally, lines of golden text appeared in the void...