After a while, the sound of paper drawing came from the house.

The man used a facial tissue to wipe the messy area, then put on his pants and tied up the chains.

“…It’s much better…”

When the man vented his anger, the aura that condensed between his eyebrows dissipated a lot.

The companion asked him.

"How high have you cultivated your supernatural powers?"

The man threw the kneaded tissue into a trash can not far away.

"Two levels, the distance between level three is almost the same. If you give me enough crystal cores, maybe you can break through..."

My companion couldn't help but curl his lips after hearing this.

"The crystal core is not easy to work with."

It is not difficult for a second-level psychic to hunt ordinary zombies, but zombies will not fight alone with you. They are a swarm of people!

Two fists cannot match four hands, and random fists kill the master.

Zombie crystal cores are a precious and scarce resource.

The man refuted dissatisfied.

"What's hard to do? It's obvious that they've gotten it and they've been exploited by the landlord..."

All the crystal cores they obtained from hunting zombies must be handed over to the "Emperor", so that the "Emperor" can then share their achievements according to their strength, contribution, and performance.

Generally speaking, if they hunt ten crystal nuclei, they can get up to five. Those with low contributions and weak strength can only get two.

Where did the remaining zombie crystal core go?

Of course, it is filial piety to the "emperor".

“…I really want to go solo!”

When a man thinks of this, his emotions that had just soothed became violent again.

The indescribable anger and impatience were rushing around the chest.

He gritted his teeth in a manic manner, "...The cultivation speed is too slow. When can I get up to level three?"

"Emperor" is the first supernatural being to level three.

Harvesting primary zombies is as good as cutting leeks.

After seeing the strength of a third-level superpower, why would men not yearn for it?

However, the "emperor" was too ruthless in exploiting crystal nuclei, and the proportion of extracting crystal nuclei was too large. In the end, there were not many crystal nuclei assigned to them to practice.

Listening to the man's complaint, his companion was so scared that he stepped forward to cover his mouth.

He growled, "You don't want to die? You can say such words..."

The man was reminded by his companions and barely suppressed his negative agitation and regained some rationality.

He swallowed nervously, his eyes moved towards the beam of the room, and he observed a few secretly.

"...I just talk nonsense, haha... I'm talking and playing, talking and playing..."

The man smirked and beat him haha.

Don’t look at how tough he said, in fact, he really dared not let him go solo.

How about a second-level superpower?

There are too many zombies surrounding them, and they will still die if they are exhausted. They will lose their lives. How can they hunt zombie crystal cores for practice?

If they want to obtain stable zombie crystal cores, they have to rely on the "emperor" and obey the "emperor"'s dispatch and resource allocation.

Why?

Not only because the "Emperor" is the strongest third-level supernatural being, but the most important thing is that this magical strange space is the "Emperor"'s personal space. Only by relying on the "Emperor" can one have a relatively stable place to live and life are guaranteed.

When the "Emperor" recruited them, he made it very clear that if he was willing to accept it, he could enjoy the benefits he gave. If he was unwilling to accept it, he would fly away solo.

It is impossible to fly solo. Without a stable supply of crystal cores, how can you survive in the end of the world?

The rational analysis is very clear, but emotionally it cannot be restrained from jealousy, envy, hatred.

The "emperor" does not have to go out to hunt zombies, and can draw 50% of the zombie crystal cores without doing anything.

The survivor woman he has the right to enjoy the first time.

Only those he has used will other people be qualified to be involved.

Other survivors have to work hard to make a living, hunt zombies and collect supplies.

If you don’t have enough crystal core cultivation, you don’t have much time to practice, and your strength will naturally not improve quickly.

What about the "Emperor"?

The "Emperor" is not only eating, drinking, having, having fun, and sleeping women, but also practicing, and his strength is firmly overwhelming them!

"I was exploited by capitalists before the end of the world, and I was still like this after the end of the world..." The man opened his mouth, tried hard to hold back the words of cursing, replaced it with a vague voice, and said indignantly, "...I used to be a middle-class person with a monthly income of 30,000 or 50,000 yuan. What is he... Let's call him a slave..."

My companions had no choice but to persuade me.

"Okay, stop talking. Screaming a few words, you're not really a servant..."

The feudal dynasty was destroyed for many years, but the younger generation before the end of the world did not have the slavery to others.

Is there any kind of kings, princes, generals and ministers?

No one is shorter than anyone else.

Before the end of the world, they were all middle-class people in society and decent life.

But I lived so frustrated after the end of the world.

The companion said again, "We have to rely on him to practice... our life root is pinched, what can we do..."

The method of practicing with zombie crystal cores is taught to them by the "emperor".

Any high profit comes with high risk.

Even if they have zombie crystal cores, it is not that easy to practice superpowers. They often become "frozen" as they practice, as if they are as if they are possessed by the devil.

Yesterday, there was a second-level supernatural genius who forced himself to break through level 3, but he actually "got into a devil". He went completely crazy and died in the end.

The two witnessed it with their own eyes and are still scared.

But the "Emperor" clearly told them that if they practice according to his method, there would be no problems with their supernatural powers.

Listen, isn't this a threat?

Whoever dares to fly solo will be prepared to practice "going into a devil".

No one wants to die, no one wants to live.

Under various conditions, these survivors all accepted the rule of the "emperor".

He called him "Your Majesty", and when he met, he knelt down and saluted, and kept calling himself a "slave".

The man rubbed his chest that was not very comfortable.

"I'm still feeling unhappy..."

After glanced at the two men and women who were ravaged and unconscious, their bodies were in a mess, and they felt a little guilty and had a cold.

The novels use zombie crystal cores to improve their superpowers. This is a routine, and it is not rare, but negative emotions are surging, which requires sexual venting, which makes it unacceptable for many young people who grew up in peacetime. They are humans and not animals, and they do not post anything anytime, anywhere.

Until he enjoyed the pleasure of rapid improvement of superpowers, all morality and human nature collapsed completely.

In the words of "emperor", sex is an important channel for venting negative emotions in cultivation, and it is a kind of cultivation.

The strong are born to rule the weak.

Women and the weak are just resource for men and the strong!

Only the strong will survive in the end of the world.

Thinking of this, that little guilt was extinguished.

He comforted himself with confidence.

This is the rule of the end of the world. He does this to follow the rules of the times, not committing crimes or doing evil.

Xiang Ruijun felt itchy when he heard it.

"Kill me?"

Pei Ye raised his eyelids lazily and sneered.

"No hurry, let's do that 'emperor' first."

These little minions, after packing up the big ones, come and clean up the small ones!

Xiang Ruijun's aura was irritated.

"I wish I could kill them!"

Pei Ye flicked his right hand and two white lights shot out from his fingertips, sank into the eyebrows of the two men through the building wall.

"We will collect some interest first and then get the principal, which is feasible?"

Xiang Ruijun secretly glanced at the situation inside the house and was sweating profusely.
Chapter completed!