Apocalypse King System
Chapter 82 82: Basic attributes maxed

Since Derick deflowered Judy last time, her attitude towards him has changed somewhat. She is more resentful and a bit afraid.

"You... you... you, let go, you big villain~" The little loli pushed away Derick's hand, feeling embarrassed and angry.

"What did you call me?" Derick looked playfully at the little loli who was gritting her teeth. He couldn't help but admit that touching her felt really good, giving him a kind of perverted pleasure for being a loli enthusiast.

"Big villain~ Big villain~ Rapist~" Last time, when Derick took her virginity, her little hole and anus were pounded until they were swollen and sore. She had to lie on the boat for a whole day and still felt lingering fear.

"I'm a villain? Well, how about I be a big villain and force you again right here?" Derick grabbed Judy's hands and forcibly pulled her into his embrace.

"Mm~ Don't, don't do it~ I was wrong, good brother," Judy wavered for a moment, then quickly tried to appease him.

"Wrong answer. I told you what to call me earlier, didn't I?" Derick patted the little loli's bottom a couple of times, feeling the incredible softness.

"Wu... Dad, Daddy~" Judy hesitated for a moment before saying with a bitter face.

"Good girl. Now, work well for Daddy here. Tonight, I'll let you taste Daddy's semen..." Derick knew that Judy had a unique sexual fetish; she loved eating penises and semen, and she even didn't mind licking his anus.

"Hmph..." Watching Derick's departing figure, the little loli ground her teeth and seemed a bit resentful. But there was also a hint of anticipation in her eyes as she imagined the taste of a man's semen.

"Oh dear, I'm drooling..." She quietly wiped off the drool at the corner of her mouth and looked at the dozen or so women training nearby, some of whom were already laughing so hard that their stomachs hurt. They had all witnessed the scene where Judy provoked Derick and got taught a lesson.

"What are you laughing at? Get back to training right away!" The little loli scolded them sternly, but she also felt too embarrassed to stay here any longer. She simply slipped away, leaving the other women laughing like crazy.

Meanwhile, Derick had already left the base. He had to seize the time and kill enough zombies, ideally today, to complete the enhancement of his basic attributes and awaken his special abilities.

He selected the rooftop of a small building, which was open on all sides and located near the edge of the city center. There were many residential areas nearby, and there would undoubtedly be a large number of zombies there. Once everything was ready, he lit a string of firecrackers and threw them down.

Crackling firecrackers sounded, and zombies within a few kilometers could sense it. They all roared and rushed over, swarming the streets with countless numbers.

There were still many survivors in the nearby residential areas, but they dared not come out. Many of them had survived until the seventh day of the apocalypse by relying on the stored food in their homes, but most had reached their limits.

Now, upon hearing the loud noise outside, they couldn't help but crawl to the windows to watch. "Damn, is he courting death?..."

"Actively attracting zombies over. Brother, you really have guts," some of those who were close enough to witness Derick's actions marveled.

Ignoring other noises, Derick had already set up the heavy machine gun on the rooftop and pulled the trigger, beginning a massacre of zombies.

Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

The zombies at the front were mowed down by the powerful firepower of the heavy machine gun, falling in rows. To kill zombies more quickly, Derick even dismantled the heavy machine gun from the saber-toothed tiger armored vehicle and stored it in his personal space. He also took all the machine gun bullets, and there were tens of thousands of rounds in total.

The continuous sound of heavy machine gun fire created a strong defensive line, preventing the zombies from getting close as they were shredded by bullets. However, the horde of zombies behind showed no signs of fatigue or fear, still trampling over the corpses of their fallen companions to charge forward.

Derick wasn't worried about the zombies that slipped through. He had blocked all the stairs leading down from this small building, and low-level zombies couldn't climb walls, so there was no need to worry.

The nearby survivors were stunned. They had initially thought the man setting off firecrackers was seeking death, but unexpectedly, he took out a heavy machine gun and started sweeping the area. The gunshots didn't stop for at least ten minutes. How many bullets had he stored?

"Brother, can you save me?... Help!"

"Take me with you, okay? I can give you a fuck, any position you want... " The survivors around became excited, frantically waving and shouting.

Derick vaguely heard someone nearby calling out. It should be the survivors in the residential area, but he didn't pay much attention. He couldn't be bothered to go room by room searching, unless it was the base of those survivors, which might interest him.

He checked the spent casings on the ground; they had almost formed a small hill. The muzzle of the gun was glowing red. In just the short span of ten minutes or so, he had killed nearly a thousand zombies at his gun's muzzle.

However, it was also because these low-level zombies had little intelligence and crowded together, making them an easy target, like shooting fish in a barrel. But if it were in an open area with scattered zombies, it wouldn't be so easy to harvest them.

With such a commotion, the higher-level zombies in the horde would undoubtedly be alerted, and they should be appearing soon. Derick put down the hot machine gun and checked his points. They had reached an astonishing 5968.

"Roar..." A fully black-skinned zombie suddenly appeared from behind Derick and rushed toward him.

"Perfect timing..." Derick was well-prepared. He clenched his right fist and threw a punch directly at the zombie's head.

With a loud bang, both Derick and the black zombie staggered back a few steps. "A level three zombie, and it's a strength-type?" Derick looked at the zombie whose arms were almost bent from the punch. If the zombie hadn't used its arms to block at the critical moment, its head might have been crushed.

In fact, Derick's base strength had already reached an outrageous level. Even strength-oriented zombies like this one were not his match in raw power, let alone other aspects. This level three zombie had simply picked the wrong person to mess with.

Roaring~

The black zombie on the opposite side seemed confused; it was the first time encountering such a human. It had originally thought it could climb up from the nearby window and ambush Derick, but unexpectedly, it had been discovered.

Zombies of this level had some rudimentary intelligence, equivalent to a four or five-year-old child. Though it sensed the danger, it obviously didn't want to retreat.

It could feel that if it devoured this human before it, it was likely to undergo another evolution, and the temptation was unavoidable.

"Come on... you waste~" Derick beckoned provocatively to the black zombie, although he didn't understand what it meant. The taunting was clearly conveyed.

The black zombie became furious and let out an extremely sharp roar. It stomped its feet, creating a large crater in the cement floor, and charged at Derick like a cannonball.

The human and the zombie immediately engaged in a fierce battle. A continuous stream of pitiful screams from the zombies echoed, accompanied by bone-chilling sounds of bones breaking. Their movements were lightning fast, and ordinary humans could barely catch a glimpse of their actions, only able to vaguely observe a blur of movements.

Half a minute later, Derick stood to the side, breathing slightly heavily. On the ground lay the black zombie, its limbs and hands broken. Although it still clung to life with stubborn resilience, it could no longer move and could only lie there howling in pain.

"Not bad, just enough to warm up..." It was only the beginning of the apocalypse's seventh day, and encountering a level three zombie was already the limit. In this region, there would be at most one level three zombie.

Derick took out a long knife from his personal space and walked over. With one swing, he cut off the zombie's head. "Congratulations to the host for killing a level three zombie and earning 100 points."

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