[Lightning Skill Card]
However, it requires 10 points of mental strength to use, which is not yet available!
I'll use it sooner or later, so I'll keep it for now!
Sterling didn't think much about it and stepped upstairs.
At this moment, the upstairs was filled with screams, with heart-wrenching cries everywhere.
Some people were bitten and mangled, the virus flowing rapidly through the blood vessels to the whole body, with the wounds showing a strange dark red.
During the mutation period, their faces gradually became ferocious, their features twisted, presenting a terrifying face that one dared not look at directly.
Sterling was not so kind as to save people; instead, he lurked quietly, observing the zombies' attack patterns.
Sterling was an academic overachiever, best at analyzing first and then acting.
Through multiple observations, he found that after being bitten, there were two states: the mutation period and the fully mutated period.
During the mutation process, the combat power of the zombies was inaccurate, fluctuating high and low.
But the fully mutated zombies had a fixed combat power.
The average combat power of first-order zombies hovered around 30 to 50.
Zombies with a combat power of less than 50 were those who had suffered severe injuries before mutation, missing limbs, and their combat power varied depending on their injuries.
However, through multiple observations, Sterling had not yet discovered any socialite-type zombies with combat power above 100.
After studying for almost enough, the local students in the entire stadium had been killed or injured, and those who were going to mutate had mutated, Sterling began his hunting action.
He rushed out and killed one after another!
"Pffft"
A dagger solved the problem of a naked female zombie.
In the past, such a woman without clothes would attract men's attention, but now, mutated into an ugly monster, it was too ugly to bear looking at.
"It's too disgusting!"
Sterling did not hesitate and continued to kill without mercy.
During this period, the attribute cards that kept popping out made it easier to kill zombies as the attributes increased, but the attribute cards became fewer and fewer, and later, even killing dozens did not produce a single card.
After the zombies were almost cleared, Sterling sat down in a clean place in the corridor and opened his personal attribute panel:
[Host: Sterling (Mythical Level Talent)]
[Combat Power: 431]
[Strength: 56（+5）]
[Speed: 7（+5）]
[Reaction: 1.1+（+5）]
[Mental Strength: 7.1+（+5）]
[Passive: The Chosen One (Golden Legend), Skill Characteristics: ??? (Not Unlocked Yet)]
[Passive: Eye of Truth, can appraise all things in heaven and earth]
[Skills: None]
[Rage Skill: None]
[Special Equipment: Madman's Dagger]
The combat power has soared to over 400, equivalent to 20 times the combat power of a normal person.
However, what excited Sterling even more was that his mental strength was enough to try to equip the Lightning Skill Card.
He took out the card and embedded the skill.
[Skill: Lightning, releases 100,000 volts of bioelectric energy]
Looking at the combat power again, it soared even more:
[Combat Power: 631]
Excited, Sterling was also a bit puzzled.
"How do I use this [Lightning]?"
With a thought.
Sterling's body suddenly radiated strong electric sparks, spreading around.
"Crackle"
In an instant, the lights on the second floor flickered frequently, and the entire stadium's power system was affected.
7 seconds later, Sterling noticed that his personal attribute panel's [Mental Strength: 7.1+ (+5)] turned red, and there was even a countdown displayed: 1:59:58, decreasing every second.
"The power is impressive, but it has a two-hour cooldown after a single use. That's pretty much useless, isn't it?" Sterling muttered to himself.
As Sterling was grumbling, he happened to hear a faint scream from a woman not far away.
Sterling quickly assumed a defensive posture and looked towards the source of the sound, which seemed to be coming from a storage room nearby.
He moved quickly, approaching the door of the storage room.
The door was locked, with blood handprints on it, and because it was locked, the zombies couldn't get in.
With a swift strike of his knife, the lock was severed.
He kicked the door open.
"Ah!"
From inside the storage room came the terrified screams of two women.
Upon closer inspection, Sterling saw two women huddled in the corner, naked, embracing each other, trembling with fear, their faces etched with terror.
Sterling recognized these women; they were well-known figures at the school, both having achieved honors in sports.
The blonde beauty was named Alice, a gymnast who had won gold medals.
The other, with brown hair, was named Amelia, a swimmer who had participated in the Olympics.
Both were athletic stars and had been star students at the school before the apocalypse.
But the fact that they were imprisoned here in the wake of the apocalypse indicated that they had suffered inhuman treatment.
The Sterling of now was not the same as before; he no longer judged people by their appearance but by whether they were infected or not.
He activated his appraisal, and both women were displayed as [Normal Humans], which made Sterling put away his intent to kill.
However, in the eyes of the two women, Sterling, covered in blood, was even more terrifying than the zombies.
"Stay away, you devil, go away, go away!"
The two women desperately crawled under the table, their movements revealing their privacy to Sterling.
"Don't be so afraid, I'm a normal person."
Sterling was also a bit at a loss; zombies were easy to deal with, just kill them, but facing two completely naked beautiful women, Sterling, being a man, couldn't help but blush.
Seeing that Sterling still had his senses and didn't behave like a zombie, the two women looked at each other in panic and nervously asked,
"You're not a zombie, so why are you covered in blood?"
Sterling tilted his head, trying his best to avoid looking at them directly.
"The blood on me is from the zombies. It's temporarily safe outside, come out."
After saying this, Sterling turned and left, as there was still a battlefield to clean up. All the local students were dead; who knows if they left behind anything valuable.
After Sterling left, the two women shakily made their way out from the corner, pushing and shoving each other, cautiously approaching the door. But when they saw the bloody scene outside, both women vomited in unison.
Sterling shook his head in lamentation, women, indeed, are troublesome.