The Second Day of Doomsday.
Angelica woke up from her bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawning. She had a very uncomfortable sleep last night, mainly because that haunting sound persisted throughout half of the night, only ceasing in the early hours of the morning.
Although the sound was faint, it felt like maggots gnawing at her bones, causing Angelica to toss and turn, unable to fall asleep. The piercing moans and screams of Lisa kept echoing in her mind, almost driving her crazy.
However, Derick was very comfortable. He had tossed Lisa, this innocent little beauty, until midnight last night. Her small hole in the front was swollen by him, and even the back door was not spared, with the young girl being opened up in three different ways.
His long-awaited desire was well released, but it was hard on the young girl who had just entered puberty. She couldn't withstand Derick's roughness.
By the end of last night, her voice was hoarse from screaming and she had passed out several times from being overwhelmed.
It has always been said that only tired oxen die, not overworked fields. But in Derick's case, it was quite the opposite. His strong physical fitness allowed him to release three times in a row last night, filling Lisa's body to the brim.
Slowly pulling his penis out of the young girl's tender little hole, her private parts were already swollen and even slightly bleeding from the friction.
With Derick's movements, the girl's eyebrows furrowed a few times, indicating that she was in pain. However, she was too tired from last night's ordeal and did not wake up.
Derick's penis had been soaking in the little girl's tender hole all night long, but it was still full of energy and morning wood rose high. He didn't continue to torment her and leaned against the headboard, opening his phone.
After a day had passed, humanity on Earth had gained some initial understanding of the doomsday scenario.
While there was still chaos in various places, basic communication had not been severed. Phone lines were working, internet access was still available, and water and electricity were functioning, except in a few isolated areas.
However, these were temporary conditions. Most areas would not encounter immediate problems. Derick had read about it before, even in the event of a global doomsday, critical public infrastructure would not abruptly cease to function.
Many of these facilities were equipped with intelligent systems that could operate automatically for a certain period of time, at least a few months, assuming that humans hadn't completely disappeared yet.
So, even if some power plants or water treatment facilities were destroyed by zombies, the majority of public infrastructure in most regions remained intact, and human communication was not a problem.
Browsing through online forums, Derick came across a bunch of internet users who seemed to find joy even in the face of doomsday, displaying a rather nonchalant attitude.
"Are there any superhumans out there? Seriously, it's doomsday, how come no one has awakened any superpowers?"
"I think you're just daydreaming."
"The person above is definitely an avid reader of novels. Why don't you claim that it's the revival of spiritual energy?"
"Help! I'm in xx city, surrounded by a horde of zombies. Can anyone come to my rescue?"
"Help! I have no food at home, and I'm too scared to go outside. Can someone bring me bread and accompany me? Here's my photo. I hope kind-hearted people will come quickly."
"The person above is ugly as hell. Even if someone tries to help, they'd probably be repulsed by that appearance. Give up already."
Derick casually scrolled through the messages. It could be said that the internet was on the verge of exploding. Major forums were almost bursting with discussions about zombies and doomsday. The world had plunged into panic.
Of course, the national system hadn't collapsed yet. The news was urging everyone to stay indoors, lock their doors and windows, and be cautious of zombie attacks. People were encouraged to believe that the government and the military would come to their rescue.
As Derick continued browsing, he hoped to find some useful information. So far, he hadn't noticed anything unusual or encountered any superhumans as depicted in novels, although his own system was undoubtedly an exception.
"System, do you think I could awaken superpowers?" Derick eagerly asked the system in his mind.
Translation into English: "Once the host's physical attributes reach a hundred, the unlocking of superpowers will commence, transcending human limits and entering the realm of extraordinary. The system will also undergo an update," the system's cold voice echoed.
"Are superpowers really a thing?" Derick began to get excited. That would mean invincibility. According to the system, as long as all his basic attributes reached 100, he would unlock superpowers.
His physical attributes were already at: Stamina: 27, Speed: 30, Attack: 33, and he had 156 remaining points. Currently, he needed 30 points to strengthen one skill, and the higher he went, the more points were required.
"The task of killing zombies seems daunting and distant," Derick thought to himself. But the thought of having superpowers, an extraordinary ability, excited him.
Derick had observed the items in the system's store and didn't find anything necessary at the moment. So his current task was to focus on killing enough zombies and strive to break his physical attributes to 100 as soon as possible to unlock his superpowers.
He had over 400 points remaining yesterday, but he used them to purchase the Vehicle Mastery skill, which allowed him to quickly grasp the operation and maintenance of various basic vehicles. This skill would be useful in the apocalypse.
He converted the remaining 100 points into basic attributes, adding them to stamina. His current panel showed:
Host: Derick
Superpowers: None
Stamina: 30
Speed: 30
Attack: 33
He planned to develop comprehensively and didn't want to leave any weaknesses. The increase in stamina also enhanced his endurance in combat.
It didn't take long before Derick came across a strange post. The title was: "A Very Strange Zombie." He clicked on it and saw what appeared to be a person sneakily filming near a window. Outside, a group of zombies had gathered densely together.
Initially, there was nothing peculiar about it, but what surprised him was that two minutes later, a roar erupted from within the zombie group. One particular zombie stood up, towering at least two meters tall, with a robust physique.
Unlike the others, this zombie had much darker skin and, with its roar, the surrounding zombies visibly took a step back, showing signs of fear and apprehension.
It was evident that this zombie was different from the others. Just by its appearance, it was considerably stronger and more ferocious. Derick's eyes lit up. "Could this be the zombie level the system mentioned?"
He remembered clearly that when he killed zombies, the system would notify him of killing a Level 1 zombie and award him with points. At the time, Derick had wondered if zombies also had different levels. Now it seemed quite possible.