Opening the system interface, Sylas saw that the daily task was indeed completed, and the reward had arrived.
The daily task would refresh again tomorrow.
For now, Sylas couldn't continue doing tasks, but he had already received the task reward.
On the system interface, Sylas saw that he had gained a new skill: Zombie Aura.
This skill could be turned on or off at will.
However, ordinary people couldn't feel the effect of this skill.
After all, regular people couldn't sense the aura of zombies.
Only zombies could detect the aura.
"Ding, you have received a random task."
Random Task: "You have been hungry for three days, so it's time for a feast. Reward: Increase strength by 100 kilograms."
Awesome!
Sylas's eyes lit up again.
Another great task.
Just by having a feast, he could increase his strength by 100 kilograms. Sylas loved tasks like this.
Without the Zombie Aura skill, it would have been very difficult for Sylas to complete the feast task.
Because there was no food left at home.
But now, Sylas wasn't afraid of zombies anymore, so completing this task wouldn't be difficult.
However, to be on the safe side, Sylas made some preparations.
He put on several layers of winter coats to increase his defense, and then he opened the door.
As soon as Sylas opened the door, the zombies lurking outside rushed in.
Zombies were very sensitive to sound, and the noise of the door opening had attracted them.
Sylas watched the approaching zombies warily, his heart pounding.
If these zombies decided to attack him, Sylas would be in danger.
Soon, the zombies reached Sylas.
The zombies in front of Sylas completely ignored him. They rushed into the room, wandering around as if searching for any living humans to devour.
All the zombies that rushed in behaved the same way.
They ignored Sylas but wandered around the room, searching.
This was because of the residual human scent left by Sylas, which attracted the zombies' attention.
Sylas let out a slow breath, knowing he was truly safe.
With the Zombie Aura skill, these zombies really wouldn't harm him.
Only then did Sylas have the chance to observe the zombies closely.
These zombies were once humans who had turned after being infected by the virus.
Their skin was pale, almost bloodless, with a greenish tint, and their eyes were filled with red veins.
Their lips were black, making them easy to identify.
The appearance of the zombies was somewhat terrifying.
Sylas stepped out of his room for the first time since the apocalypse began.
He noticed a lot of bloodstains on the ground and remnants of flesh and bone, uncertain if they were left by animals or humans.
Most likely, they were left by humans.
The door to the room opposite was open, and there was no sound from within, indicating that the entire family had likely perished.
Sylas cautiously entered the room and immediately saw a corpse.
The room was dirty and chaotic, likely having been attacked by zombies.
As he opened the bedroom door, a roar startled Sylas.
A zombie emerged from behind the door.
The zombie initially intended to attack Sylas but sensed the aura of its kind on him and abandoned the attack.
Fortunately, Sylas had the Zombie Aura; otherwise, he would have been ambushed by this zombie.
Sylas recognized the zombie—it was his former neighbor, a beautiful woman about seven or eight years older than him.
But now, she had turned into a terrifying zombie.
Terrifying and grotesque.
Sylas pushed her back into the room and closed the bedroom door securely.
He then checked the other rooms one by one. Aside from the bedroom with the zombie, there were no other zombies.
However, there were bodies in the rooms.
All the bodies were incomplete; only dismembered bodies could remain, as intact bodies would turn into zombies.
To Sylas's delight, he found some food in the kitchen.
There was some frozen meat in the refrigerator that hadn't spoiled, though most of the food in the fresh-keeping layer had gone bad.
Fortunately, the power was still on, and the refrigerator was still working; otherwise, the frozen meat wouldn't have been preserved.
Sylas began to transport the food, moving all the supplies from his neighbor's house to his own.
After all, he felt more comfortable in his own home.
As for the zombies in his house, since there were no living humans, they didn't move much.
The zombies didn't react at all to Sylas's trips back and forth with the food.
Only when Sylas made noise did the zombies turn their heads to look.
After moving all the food back to his own home, Sylas returned to his neighbor's house and made some noise there.
Sure enough, zombies were most sensitive to sound.
As soon as the noise started in his neighbor's house, the zombies in Sylas's room were attracted to it.
The moment the zombies were drawn over, Sylas quickly closed the door, trapping the zombies in his neighbor's house.
Without these zombies, it would be much easier for Sylas to come and go.
Back in his own home, Sylas started cooking.
Half an hour later, a pot of fragrant stew was ready.
Sylas's cooking skills were mediocre; it was just barely edible, not particularly tasty.
But to Sylas at that moment, the meal was a culinary delight.