Chi You slept very soundly that night.
On the first night of the apocalypse, zombies had not yet evolved to the point where they could easily break through reinforced doors and walls.
Although beasts infected by the Zombie Virus started at Level 1 with strength comparable to Level 5 ordinary zombies, this was still an urban area—there were no zoos nearby.
After a simple breakfast, Chi You wiped his face with alcohol wipes he had taken from a pharmacy, removing the greasy feeling.
As for his messy hair, there was nothing he could do. He had been reborn too late to find a barber and shave it off.
In any case, appearances didn’t matter in the apocalypse. Aside from slight discomfort, it made no real difference.
Activating the Featherfall Ring, Chi You climbed out the window and jumped down from the 10th floor.
A zombie was nearby. Using his Player ability, Chi You checked its attributes.
Nothing unexpected—every attribute had increased by 2 points, reaching 12.
By the day after tomorrow, when their attributes reached 16, Level 1 zombies would evolve into Level 2 zombies. However, zombies didn’t have Free Attribute Points. By comparison, at the same level, humans still had the advantage.
While zombies could produce mutated variants, humans could equip gear and learn skills.
Overall, humans held the upper hand—after all, they possessed intelligence, the deciding factor.
Of course, things weren’t that absolute.
Humans had to continuously hunt zombies to level up.
Zombies, on the other hand, only needed to survive. With each passing day, they would naturally grow stronger.
The advantage on the human side belonged to the strong, the brave, and the lucky. For the weak, however, zombies growing stronger every day were nothing short of a nightmare.
“Roar!”
“Slash!”
The roar and the flash of the blade came almost at the same time.
The zombie’s head fell to the ground. Chi You gained 2 Experience.
“Roar!”
Nearby zombies were drawn over, but Chi You had no intention of engaging them. Relying on his speed, he easily shook them off.
His goal for today was clear—continue moving toward the dungeon.
His chosen route would pass by a fairly ordinary two-star hotel in Riverside City, located 8 kilometers away. There was a Gold Grade treasure chest there, guarded by a mutated octopus.
In his previous life, by the time Chi You arrived, the octopus had already reached Level 7. Without killing it, obtaining the chest was impossible. This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
It had taken him several days to slowly wear it down.
In this life, however, the octopus was not yet strong. Even if he couldn’t kill it, Chi You had other ways to obtain the chest.
Leaving the residential complex, he encountered few zombies along the way.
At noon, he found a relatively clean shop and had a simple meal.
By the afternoon, as he drew closer to the hotel, the number of zombies on the streets increased.
By the time he reached the hotel at around 2:00 PM, his Experience had reached 200. In other words, from the time he left the complex in the morning until now, he had killed over 70 zombies.
Even with a Constitution of 24 as his foundation, he was starting to feel somewhat fatigued.
Hotels were places with high foot traffic. The lobby and nearby streets were filled with dense clusters of zombies, forming a medium-sized gathering point. So before entering, Chi You chose to rest nearby for half an hour.
After recovering his strength and confirming there were no other survivors nearby, he hid his backpack on the ceiling of a shop.
The next action required high agility. The backpack and its contents would only be a burden.
With his supplies hidden, Chi You wasted no more time. It would be night again soon.
He didn’t go through the front entrance.
He wasn’t that reckless.
At a glance, there were at least several thousand zombies around the hotel. If he went through the front door, he would collapse from exhaustion before finishing them.
Ideally, according to Chi You’s experience, infiltrating from a high position would be best. For example, jumping from a nearby residential building—from the 20th floor, even across a distance of 30 to 40 meters, inertia could carry him onto around the 10th floor of the hotel.
Unfortunately, there were no residential buildings within 100 meters of the hotel.
The nearest one was 300 meters away—too far to make the jump.
Chi You circled to the back entrance. The number of zombies there was also considerable.
He crouched down and quietly moved further, eventually reaching the front-right side of the hotel, where the number of zombies was the lowest.
The hotel’s structure consisted of a two-story-high lobby, with a protruding section. The guest rooms were located above it.
The exterior of the lobby wasn’t flat—it had decorative carvings for aesthetic design.
Chi You stepped back a few paces, then suddenly accelerated and leapt high. His right leg kicked against the wall, propelling him upward further. He then turned Ice Jade sideways and thrust it into the wall, hanging in midair.
The zombies below were drawn by the noise and gathered beneath him—but it was already too late.
All his weight hung on Ice Jade. Only a weapon like Ice Jade could handle such strain. A normal weapon would have either snapped or bent beyond use.
Using his right arm, Chi You lifted himself up. His left hand grabbed a higher decorative protrusion. In just a few movements, he reached the edge of the terrace and pulled himself up.
The moment he landed, before he could even steady himself, he locked eyes with a zombie.
Less than 3 meters separated them.
In front of the zombie lay a corpse, its abdomen ripped open. The brain was still intact—likely to turn into a zombie soon.
“Roar!”
The zombie roared, bits of flesh spraying from its mouth. Chi You sidestepped and countered with a slash.
The remaining zombies on the terrace were drawn by the noise and rushed over with howls.
With a flick of Ice Jade, Chi You’s right arm became a blur, the blade forming an impenetrable defense.
The zombies were all kept more than 1 meter away from him. Like a meat grinder, he left a trail of shredded flesh behind as he advanced step by step into the third-floor lobby.
The third floor was a lounge area, and there weren’t many zombies.
Since the Apocalypse Game had descended at noon, most hotel guests had been out exploring the city and would normally return at night. That was why the number of zombies inside the hotel wasn’t high. The large numbers in the lobby and nearby streets were due to the clustering effect.
Chi You took the stairs to the fourth floor.
There were five zombies in the corridor—two dressed as staff, and the other three in sleepwear, one of them completely naked from the waist down.
They were probably people who had slept through the morning and turned into zombies in their dreams.
Chi You dealt with them easily.
However, instead of continuing upward, he knocked on an intact room door nearby.
“Is there any survivor inside? I am a rescue personnel dispatched by the authorities. Please respond as soon as possible.”
Following the corridor, Chi You knocked on each door one by one, patiently repeating the same words each time.
But even after knocking on the last door, there was no response.
There were movements behind two of the doors—but even without opening them, it was obvious that what lurked inside were zombies.