[Mission - kill 300 zombies.
Surviving players - one.
Player rank - First.
…Issuing the highest reward.]
The rewards for the dungeon are divided into several levels. The first is to evaluate the difficulty of the dungeon, and the second is the number of individual kills or contribution in clearance.
Damian's high level plus killing 300 zombies alone does deserve the highest reward.
He had known this for a long time, but when the reward was actually given, it still surprised him.
[Dark gold treasure chest…]
Damian opened it, and as the prompt panel popped up, the treasure box turned into three gift cards and a ball of white light.
[Experience points gained: 400.]
The white light is a reward of experience points. Although it is not as much as killing three hundred zombies outside, it still counts, and besides what Damian values more is the cards in the treasure box.
[Equipment: Loner's Trousers.
Grade: dark gold
Attributes: Agility +15, Constitution +15, Physical resistance +3%
Additional skill -
Loner : When the player is fighting alone, the fourth basic attributes increases by 6 points.
Equipment requirements: Level 5. ]
"Nice one" Damian's eyes lit up. He had no pants earlier. (I mean game magical pants, not that he was walking around butt naked, dick dangling while chopping zombies.)
So he hurriedly put on the loner's trousers, watching as his various attributes were improved again.
Being hopeful after such good luck, Damian turned to check the remaining 2 cards, one of them an equipment and the other a skill book.
[Equipment: Flowing Fire Pendant
Grade: gold
Attribute: Fire resistance +5%, Fire damage +5%, Spirit +5
Equipment requirements: Level 5. ]
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[Skill: Crushing Slash
Description: After using it, in the next three attacks, an additional 50% of the strength will be dealt as damage.
Learning requirements: Proficiency in cold melee weapons above level 3, strength above 40 points.]
Both are good things. Unfortunately, the Flowing Fire Pendant is in line to Fire Warriors or Fire Mage. Not for him who's bathing in winter. Fortunately, it can also increase 5 points of Spirit, which is better than nothing.
As for the skill, it was learned directly. He had full level sword mastery and his total strength was reaching mid 70's now.
After taking the reward, the dungeon will automatically transport the player outside in five minutes. Of course players can also choose to leave on their own earlier if they wish.
Damian went down a few floors and fumbled for a flashlight from the locker. It was afternoon when he entered the dungeon, and it must be evening now.
After taking the flashlight, he exited the dungeon.
As expected, a blood moon hung high outside, and zombies roared violently one after another.
Damian's field of vision is extremely compressed. Even though he has a high physical fitness plus spirit, and his eyesight is very good during the day. At night, he can only see clearly less than one meter around him.
'Damn apocalypse.' Damian cursed as he felt his senses getting suppressed, even after spending a lifetime in the apocalypse already, he still couldn't get used to this darkness. This is why he needed that dark resistance rewards from this dungeon.
Turning on the flashlight, the light did not tear through the darkness like a lightsaber unlocked, reaching far away.
There is some unknown energy in the air that suppresses the light, so it could only illuminate a nearby two-meter range.
If a player wants to travel unimpeded in the dark night, there are only three ways.
The first one is that you can see through the darkness by raising your spirit and physique to more than a thousand points.
The second is to wear equipment that gives dark resistance attributes.
And the last option, which is the easiest ___ is to simply become a zombie. (LOL)
Well , though I added a lol, that wasn't a joke.
Some dungeons will release disguise props that can help players disguise as zombies. Not only can they blend in with the zombie crowd, but they can also ignore the darkness.
Of course, this does not mean that they will not be sensed or attacked. High-level mutant zombies are territorial just like wild animals. Even if someone is disguised as zombies, they will still be attacked as long as they step into the opponent's territory.
In addition, it is also possible for other players to see it from a distance and mistake you for a zombie, and kill you with a long-range attack.
Damian had encountered such a situation in his previous life.
A zombie was hacked to death with his knife, and after the disguise was lifted, it was discovered that it was an old man. (Not that he cared about it.)
One thing that's even more weird about this magical dark night, is that it only takes effect under open sky. As long as you enter a building, even a weak candle can illuminate the whole room, and the light suppression effect disappears.
"Roar!"
In the darkness, several shadows surged toward him. Damian cut the zombies in half with a sweeping slash. Then, relying on the memory of the day, he held a flashlight and jumped more than ten meters high, quickly passing through the street.
After jumping three times in a row and killing five zombies, Damian finally arrived under another office building. (This area here is a business market hub. So there are no residential buildings nearby, only office buildings and shops one after another.)
Damian rushed inside, his flashlight shining brightly, illuminating the terrifying appearance of the zombies.
(Looking at them with a torch they seemed even more scary. There is something eerie about watching them slowly, like staring at ghosts in horror movies.)
Damian didn't need to fight like hell, so he just cleared his path and rushed to the stairwell. After running through several floors, the number of zombies here became very small.
After all, it's difficult for the stupid zombies below to come up. Those chiggas can just walk on stairs and if one of them falls down and makes a noise, the rest of them turn around and come back down. Idiots.
As for the zombies on this floor, those broken floor-to-ceiling tempered glass windows are the answer. The zombies were attracted by the sounds outside, they banged their bodies against the walls, until it broke and they fell down.
Damian spread broken glass in the stairwell. If a zombie came in at night, the sound of stepping on the glass would wake him up immediately.
(Note all this down guys, if the apocalypse comes, maybe it'll save your sorry asses.)
After doing all this, Damian went to the lounge on this floor, where there were sofas and the like, a place where he could sleep a little more comfortably.
He knocked on the several doors nearby to make sure there were no zombies inside.
However, the moment he opened the last door, a strong gust of wind hit him from the side. Damian took half a step back, unsheathed his sword, cut off the baseball bat attacking him, and then laid it across the man's neck.
It all happened in an instant, but Damian's control and accuracy were simply too good. If he moved his sword any more closer, one head would've been separated.
"Brother... I was wrong. I was wrong. I thought it was a zombie. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man's teeth were chattering up and down in fear, and he apologized tremblingly.
Damian glanced around the room and saw that there were six people hiding inside.
Players can't see each other's levels and information as long as they don't master specific skills, but they can analyze each other's situation from many aspects such as their momentum and eyes.
In Damian's opinion, these people should have been hiding here since the beginning of the apocalypse, and their levels have not been improved at all.
He really didn't know whether these people should be called lucky, or unlucky.
They can't be unlucky as they survived four or five days in a crisis-ridden apocalypse without doing anything. But they can't be lucky either, or they wouldn't have met him?
'Well, I guess they just overused their luck and now they're empty.' Damian said in conclusion, while smiling crazily in his heart.
The four baits for tomorrow are available and delivered to the door. Heehahaha hahaha
Thinking of this, Damian put the sword away and smiled gently: "It doesn't matter, I didn't expect there was someone inside, and you were just defending yourself."
Seeing that Damian was kinder than expected, several people were obviously relieved. Their spirits were no longer tense, and the stomachs of three of them immediately began to growl.
Damian's eyelids twitched. It would be bad if this stomach rang in the middle of the silent night and zombies were attracted.
He is not afraid of zombies, but these people… If a zombie comes and bites them in the middle of the night, he will have to search hard for survivors tomorrow.
Compared with residential areas, areas where many people can lock doors and hide with family or neighbors, as many houses have food and basic stuff for survival stored. In places like markets and office buildings, the number of survivors is really too small.
Thinking of this, Damian took out a gift card from his inventory: "It's not okay to be hungry. If you don't mind, please use this."
"This is?" A man asked, staring at the shining white orb.
They've never ventured outside, never killed zombies, and never dropped cards, so they obviously couldn't recognize them.
They basically just survived on the little bit of daily rations the game system gave to every player every night. That one piece of bread and small bottle of water is their living source these past few days.
It wasn't until Damian explained the orbs' uses and items stored inside, that those people realized how precious this magical 'lamp' was.
"This, isn't this expensive."
"Do you have more?"
"It's so embarrassing, we don't even know each other but..."
Damian stopped their words and replied with a fake smile which a messiah doing donations should have. "It's nothing. In the last days, humans are supposed to help each other for survival. I'll change places so you can rest easy and not be on guard. Good night."
Without waiting for others to persuade him to stay, Damian exited the room and walked to a higher floor.
At this time, the remaining people gathered around each other and started talking amongst themselves, while watching what was stored in the gift orb.
"There's a full box of bread, some snacks and even a box of mineral water."
"Oh my god, he gave us these things so easily."
"I don't know how many zombies he must have killed to be so generous."
"We should have invited him to spend the night here."
"But we don't know each other. If we invite him just like that, he'll most likely leave."
"Whether he leaves or not is completely different from whether we invite him or not."
"Yeah, and besides he doesn't look like a bad guy at all."
Everyone talked in low voices, and finally, the man holding the supply card spoke out the thoughts of everyone present.
"We really met a kind and righteous hero."
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Phoooo ahahahaha pooor fellows don't know he's neither kind, nor a hero. He gonna butcher em all lol.