I can strengthen zombies

Chapter 1 Numbers in Palm

Withdrawing the fire ax that was chopped on the zombie's head, Li Xiaomin looked at the palm of his left hand.

9/10.

This number appeared in his hands after he traveled to this world.

At first he was puzzled.

Until he accidentally used a brick to smash the head of a zombie stuck in the supermarket counter.

Then the number on the palm also changed from 0/10 to 1/10.

Only then did he realize that this number actually represented the number of zombies he had killed.

It's just that until now, he still doesn't know what will happen after the number becomes 10/10.

But he guessed that it might have something to do with the gold finger that travelers must have.

So Li Xiaomin kept looking for opportunities to kill zombies.

It has been two days since I traveled to this world full of zombies. Li Xiaomin is only alone, so he can only find those zombies who are alone.

And not too much movement.

Zombies in this world are very sensitive to sound and light sources.

Carrying the fire axe, Li Xiaomin walked into a supermarket on the side of the street.

There is a mess in the supermarket.

The shelves collapsed and the corpses lay there, as if they had been looted countless times.

Fortunately, there were still some well-packaged snacks scattered in the corner. Li Xiaomin was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurried over.

Opening the black backpack on his back, he put a sausage, three boxes of steamed buns, and two bottles of mineral water into it.

Li Xiaomin put his backpack back on his back and carefully walked out of the supermarket with his fire ax in hand.

The street was heavily blocked by abandoned vehicles, so he could only walk along the side of the street.

"Roar!"

After walking a few steps, I heard a low growl from a zombie coming from a car in front of me.

Li Xiaomin's eyes lit up and he immediately ran over with a fire ax in hand.

Just by hearing the voice, he judged that the other party was a lone zombie.

Because after Li Xiaomin's two days of observation, he found that all the zombies that appeared in groups of three or four would make "hoho" and "uh-uh" sounds one after another.

Only zombies that are alone will roar when they are trapped or find prey.

Quickly running to the front of the SUV in front, Li Xiaomin immediately saw a zombie with tattered clothes and blood all over the broken window.

The zombie seemed to want to get into the car to look for something, but because it had no sanity, only instinct, it got a head and an arm inside, but the rest of the body was stuck on the window full of glass stubble and couldn't move forward or back.

Naturally, Li Xiaomin would not give up this opportunity. He raised the fire ax in his hand and slashed at the back of the zombie.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Snapped!"

After only four or five chops, the zombie's body was broken in two, and the front head and two arms fell into the back seat of the carriage.

Even with such injuries, the zombie was still alive.

Li Xiaomin has also known for a long time that the only weakness of these zombies is their heads. If they don't chop off their heads, no matter how seriously injured they are, these zombies will not die.

So Li Xiaomin picked up the fire axe, hacked through the car window a few times, and delivered a fatal blow to the head of the zombie in the back seat.

"puff!"

After the crisp sound like a watermelon bursting, the zombie with only half of its body finally died completely.

Then Li Xiaomin noticed that the zombie was holding a hamster box in his hands.

The box is boxy with a plastic lid on top.

It's just that the cover was grabbed by the zombies at this moment, and the little hamster with gray and white hair inside was already crushed into a ball of flesh and blood by the zombies.

But Li Xiaomin didn't have time to lament the zombie's desire to eat living things.

Holding a fire ax, he quickly left the scene and hid in a nearby barber shop.

Blocking the store door with tables, chairs and benches, Li Xiaomin slipped into the back room.

This is the place where the owner of the barber shop usually rests, but it is well maintained, not as chaotic as supermarkets and food stores.

Li Xiaomin sat on the bed, suppressing his excitement and raised his left hand.

10/10!

The zombie-killing reading was finally full, and sure enough, something changed.

The original font was gray, as if it had grown in his palm.

But at this moment, the number 10/10 is glowing white, and it is highlighted on the surface of the palm.

At the same time, the white light numbers are flashing, like a message notification.

Li Xiaomin subconsciously touched it with his right hand.

Immediately, the light went out, and the number 10/10 became 0/10 again.

It's just that under the number, there is an extra line of small characters:
Number of zombies recruited: 1.

"What do you mean, I can recruit zombies?"

Li Xiaomin was stunned for a moment.

He really hadn't guessed that his golden finger was actually this.

But if it is really possible to recruit zombies, does that mean that he can establish his own power in this apocalypse?
I just don't know, is the number of times to recruit zombies limited to this time, or does it mean that every time you kill 10 zombies, you can continue to get the number of recruitments?

These have yet to be verified.

But Li Xiaomin was not in a hurry to go out to find zombies and try to recruit them.

He had used up a lot of energy in the past two days and could no longer hold on any longer.

After all, before crossing, he was just a small employee who sat in an office all year round.

Whether it is perseverance or physical fitness, they are very ordinary.

The reason why he was able to kill ten zombies in two days was entirely due to his desire for cheats.

Li Xiaomin, who was relaxed, felt more and more sore all over his body.

Enduring the pain, he opened his backpack, took out a box of steamed buns, ate a few slices, and drank a few sips of water.

After he felt a little better, he lay on the bed and placed the long-handled fire ax beside the bed.

Soon fell asleep.

The frequency of zombies appearing at night becomes higher, but it is limited by the dim light.

Unless there is a huge movement around the zombie, otherwise, as long as the doors and windows are closed, it will be difficult for the zombie to find out whether anyone is asleep in the house.

After a night of sound sleep, Li Xiaomin's exhaustion from the past two days was swept away, and when he woke up in the morning, he was no longer so flustered about time travel.

"Today's mission is to find a lone zombie and see how to recruit it!"

After simply eating something, Li Xiaomin looked at the palm of his left hand.

The writing is still there, so obviously what happened in the past two days was not a dream.

After eating, Li Xiaomin rested for a while to make himself in the best condition.

After that, he picked up his black backpack, carried the fire axe, moved the tables, chairs and benches away, and walked out of the barbershop.

It's sunny outside, but unfortunately the city is riddled with holes.

In addition to scrapped vehicles, there are various dead bodies on the road.

Without the biting and scratching of zombies, they would not be infected with the virus. These dead bodies were just dead bodies and would not become zombies.

There were a lot of zombies in the morning, and Li Xiaomin avoided them carefully.

Groping forward all the way, all the zombies encountered were groups of zombies, but no one was found alone.

"Damn, could it be that you were so lucky two days ago that you used up all your luck in meeting the lone zombie?"

Li Xiaomin hid in an alley, looking sideways at the zombies in front of the grain and oil store across the street.

(End of this chapter)