Thomson rode the flying carpet and left.
Before that, he left a bottle of gene evolution medicine with James.
James originally did not know what it was.
After taking it, he felt his strength gradually surge and he was instantly overwhelmed with excitement.
"I'm normal... I'm normal... Hahaha... I'm... Normal..."
James cried tears of joy.
His three attribute points were far lower than ordinary people not because he was born with it but because he had suffered from a disease called mild myasthenia gravis.
As his condition worsened, it was very likely that it would develop into a more severe myasthenia gravis.
At that time, he could only stay in bed and become a cripple.
No, in the post-apocalyptic world, he would only become a dead person.
Due to this disease, he had suffered a lot and went through many challenges.
However, he did not expect his condition to be resolved so easily by a bottle of medicine from Thomson.
He looked at Thomson's disappearing figure and a sense of belonging grew in his heart.
Following him was the right choice.
Soon, his thoughts were interrupted by a stench coming from his body.
Just like the first time Thomson had taken the medicine, his body had metabolized a lot of waste, especially for people like him who were sick.
Due to the limited conditions, James could only wipe his body simply to avoid being noticed by Chris and the others.
Meanwhile, Nina, who had been brought to a rooftop by Thomson, also took a bottle of potion.
Her conditions were much more luxurious.
After washing her body with the reserved water, she appeared in front of Thomson like a hibiscus.
"So beautiful."
Thomson praised her sincerely.
Nina's foundation was originally good. After being improved by the genetic medicine, her skin was fine, moist, lustrous, fair, and rosy.
It seemed that her figure had changed a lot as a result.
She became fuller and slimmer.
If Nina had been able to score 90 out of 100 points before, she had now reached 95 points.
Although there was only a difference of five points, she had risen a level and become a peerless beauty.
Thomson looked at her fondly. Nina smiled knowingly and threw herself into his arms naked.
It was another night of love.
The next day, Chris, who was resting after his shift, did not notice that he had fallen into an illusion. He continued to lead the squad forward.
Thomson walked on top of the tall buildings from afar. With the speed they were moving at, the increase in his spiritual power was enough to follow them.
Of course, he was not idle either.
He still had a mission to kill a thousand zombies. Now that he had completed more than half of it, he could not just let it go.
Thus, he ordered Nina to use her sniper rifle to clear the zombies.
When her target reached 547, a "ding" sound rang in Thomson's mind, indicating that the mission was completed.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, host, you've completed the mission (lill 1,000 zombies). You've received a reward of three choices!"
"One: signal gun, can summon a regional artillery attack, lasts for 30 seconds."
"Two: gene-optimized liquid type II, can increase all attributes by 40 points, further improving physique."
"Three: special ability activation liquid, success rate 50%, cannot be used again after failure."
...
"I choose option two."
Thomson's current goal was very clear. It was to continuously increase his personal strength.
Now that a special ability user had appeared, this also meant that he was not the only one in this world who had a special ability.
If he wanted to maintain his strength and be able to recruit more capable subordinates, other than high-quality special abilities, his own attributes also had to be increased.
After consuming the type II gene enhancement fluid, Thomson saw that Chris and the rest were resting for the time being, so he took some time to take a shower.
After that, he looked at the mission panel.
Mission 1: recruit three subordinates.
Progress: 2/3.
Mission 2: Nina kills 1,000 zombies.
Progress: 547/1,000.
...
Initially, the mission to recruit subordinates could have been completed. However, due to Lester's departure, his number of kills was no longer counted.
From the looks of it, he would not be able to obtain any more rewards from the system in the near future.
There was no new mission for the time being. Originally, Thomson thought that there would be follow-up missions after killing 1,000 zombies.
Now, it seemed that he would have to wait until all the missions were completed before there would be the next phase of the mission.
He did not know how the system calculated it, but it did not come one by one.
Thomson grumbled. Since he no longer had the need to kill zombies, he asked Nina to stop and save some ammunition for a rainy day.
Sniper bullets were not easy to get. Most houses or even police stations did not have them in stock.
Nina was not a hundred shots sharpshooter and some zombies could not be killed with one shot.
After killing more than 500 zombies, there were less than 200 bullets left.
Therefore, Nina transformed into a tang knife goddess. With her attributes doubled, she was able to deal with the zombies with ease.
In the next half a month, she would occasionally chase after the zombies with her tang knife.
Countless souls were killed by the tang knife.
As for Chris' five-man squad, they ate and drank every day. If they were lucky, they could find some food in the house. If they were unlucky, they could only starve.
In such a natural predicament, they had to face fierce zombies.
After losing two people, they finally met another Hunter Squad sent by Taylor to receive them.
They did not know what kind of dumb luck Lester had.
He was severely injured, but he did not die on the road. He had endured until now.
Even Thomson, who had been watching, could not help but admire Lester's will to survive.
Indeed, it was not something that ordinary people possessed.
During the handover, Chris seemed to have had a verbal argument with the leader of the other squad.
Thomson was too far away to hear the details, but then they got into an SUV and drove toward the port not far away.
"Is it built there?"
Thomson looked at Nina. "Do you know what's over there?"
Nina thought for a moment. "Previously... There seemed to be a military base."
D*mn it, it occupied a military base!
After thinking about it, there should not be any supplies in this base. It should have been emptied long ago when the military retreated.
What Taylor was interested in should only be the facilities here.
After all, it was a military base. It was much sturdier than a normal residential building. There were also walls outside, so it would be much easier to defend.
Not long after, Thomson followed and watched as the SUV entered the military base.
There were dozens of people standing outside the base, fully armed. They were like the stars surrounding the moon, taking care of the man in the center who was much sturdier than Chris.
It should be Taylor.
"Something's wrong..."
Thomson felt that something was strange. Why did they have to put up such a large formation to receive two survivors?
When James got out of the car and walked in front of the man, what happened next told him the answer.
"Bang, bang!"
Taylor suddenly raised his hand and fired two shots consecutively. James' kneecap was instantly destroyed by the powerful bullets.
After losing his support, he fell and glared at Taylor with anger and confusion.
Taylor just waved his hand and the subordinate next to him walked up and dragged James to the tent at the side.
"You don't deserve to be called a superpower person at this level. I really think highly of you."