【13:07PM】

Four soul fires, a set of various welding tools, a bag of medicines, an eight-clawed sword spider puppet, a simple alchemy array, a blood-turning skin sac (empty), a chain chainsaw (enhancement +1), and a first-order peak alchemist.

Chu Ci counted his reserves, an hour and seven minutes after the end of the world came, he already had simple alchemy tools, puppet guards, self-defense weapons, medical drugs, and a magic power level that was enough to show his strength, and most importantly, there was also a thirteenth-order alchemy artifact in the spiritual consciousness sea that was enough to make emperor-level powerhouses go crazy [Ideal Country in the Distant Sky].

This kind of start, as long as Chu Ci is not wavering, he will definitely be able to lead all the way and crush the kings of all walks of life.

As for asking what is the probability of a qualified alchemist making a 'wave'? Hehe, Chu Ci will tell them very scientifically and carefully and pragmatically that when the dark elves collectively become chaste women, qualified alchemists may have a 3.14% probability of being profuse.

"It's time for food."

The food problem, Chu Ci had considered it before, and when he swept the Linchuan University of Science and Technology next, he could just pick up some high-calorie food with a long shelf life at the convenience store.

Chu Ci's earlobes moved slightly, and there was a rustling of footsteps not far away, raising his head and looking at the dormitory building, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if he had insight into something, and the corners of his mouth set off an indifferent arc.

"This man is laughing!"

"Is he watching us?"

The few survivors hiding in the hallway looked at each other, they were already well hidden, and only half of their heads were poked out.

"Or... Let's get out, there's that giant steel spider, and no monster can hurt us. ”

"Yes, yes, we are all human beings, and we must help each other through difficulties."

"He looked here, maybe he was looking for us, he wanted to be with us."

Later, a man and two women were a little loose-minded, after all, they had never seen Chu Ci kill people, and they always didn't believe the words of the embarrassed students, plus Chu Ci showed powerful means, and a different thought floated in their hearts.

"If I want to go to you, I will definitely not wag my tail and beg for mercy in front of him."

The embarrassed student gritted his teeth, and when he saw that the other two students also had intention in their eyes, they hated it to the extreme.

He also wanted to live, he also saw Chu Ci's methods, and he also thought about losing his face and forgetting the hatred of his classmates being killed to join Chu Ci.

But he has already said too many bad things about Chu Ci, if several other people tell Chu Ci and use themselves to curry favor with Chu Ci, with the character of that murderous maniac, he will definitely kill himself!

"Oh no, he's leaving!"

"Go down."

"Wait, don't go yet, it looks like another monster is coming."

In the dim light, more than a dozen zombies staggered, dragging their stiff legs towards the dormitory building.

The embarrassed student suddenly asked, "Is the door downstairs closed?" ”

The faces of the other five gradually showed frightened looks.

"I didn't." "Neither do I."

The two students who were put in by Chu Ci shook their heads stiffly.

Later, a man and two women shook their heads in the same way.

"Go down and close the door, or we'll all die!"

The three of them got up and hurriedly rushed downstairs, and as soon as they ran to the second floor, their bodies suddenly stiffened.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three upstairs listened carefully, it was the sound of zombies breaking into the dormitory building and hitting the metal railing.

"Ho ho ~~~"

The zombie's broken vocal cords let out a hoarse scream.

"It's over!"

"The zombies are in!"

"There's no hope."

The hateful, embarrassed student looked out in despair.

I saw Chu Ci staring coldly at more than a dozen zombies sniffing the breath of flesh and blood, and poured into the dormitory building, which drove the eight-legged sword spider to leave the basketball court.

He hadn't shown the slightest remorse, hadn't shown any resentment, hadn't even done the slightest, and it was over.

The zombie who entered the dormitory building smelled the breath of the living, stumbled upstairs, and pounced on him, biting the mutilated fangs into his throat.

"Save ~~~Life~~~"

Death is so simple and so small.

The reaction of the zombies, the scene in the dormitory, the students who turn back and go downstairs...

Everything was already in Chu Ci's expectation.

If the two boys who let them in stopped to say thank you, or give him a good look, Chu Ci didn't mind reminding them of the need to close the door.

If the later men and two women hadn't abandoned him immediately, even if they ran away, don't say it too ugly, Chu Ci wouldn't mind cleaning up the zombies here.

But they didn't.

So Chu Ci regarded them as air.

Above the sky, the white ghosts had gathered to fifty or sixty, but Chu Ci completely treated them as air.

A low-level howl of the undead will not cause him any harm at all.

If they seek death on their own and take the initiative to fly down and use the killing move of 'evil spirit possession', Chu Ci doesn't mind turning them into fertile spiritual food to irrigate their own spiritual consciousness sea.

Pull out the fifth skull and smash it through the soul fire.

After a large-scale refining and a slightly tired spirit from commanding the puppet battle, he suddenly recovered.

Not only that, Chu Ci's spirit is even more vigorous, his dark eyes seem to be covered with a layer of fog, looking directly at the past, like a deep pool, containing endless whirlpools, mysterious.

Under the dim sky, the screams gradually subsided.

The wise have found a way to survive, and the stupid have found a way to die with complete liberation.

The college town is a terrible hell.

Most of the few cars on the school road collided together, black smoke billowed and the roads on both sides were littered with corpses and blood stains.

Countless undead monsters roam the streets.

There are zombies with stiff and sturdy bodies, carrion monsters whose bodies seem to have been eroded and melted by sulfuric acid and are unrecognizable, and there are fat water warriors with fat heads and big faces, almost two or three meters long and wide... The most are skeletons, and as far as the eye can see, all the white is white bones.

From time to time, the undead snatched a screaming living person from a hidden corner, swarmed him, and ate it.

The miserable howls are like the most beautiful symphony of death, one after another.

White ghosts fluttered and whistled in the sky, the wind gusted, and the eerie ghostly mourning was like a drizzle, eroding the eardrums of every survivor.

The eight-legged sword spider moved silently, its eight steel feet like the sharpest blades, easily piercing the concrete floor and concrete walls, moving quickly between houses and driveways, no matter whether it encountered undead monsters or abandoned burning vehicles, it could not stop its progress.

Occasionally, he would stop and pierce the fuel tanks of some vehicles with his steel feet to suck the fuel tanks clean.

Chu Ci sat on the back of the spider, his eyes drooped slightly, and he reviewed the battle situation of Fang Cai, and was slightly satisfied in his heart.

With his current level of magic power, it is quite good to be able to exert such strength, and he can't be too demanding, and the result of being demanding will only lose both people and money.

[Eight-legged Sword Spider (Third Order)] is a 'semi-refined substance' made by combining mysterious alchemy knowledge and physical technology, the drive circuit comes from occultism, but the power source is ordinary gasoline, even if the conversion line rate is as high as 77%, sooner or later it will be used up.

The eight-legged sword spider can't get out of the shackles of power, and that's the weakness.

Once the gasoline in the eight-legged sword spider's body runs out, this third-order puppet is equivalent to a shutdown.

Chu Ci needs to find a new source of power, instead of the fuel tank, to drive the eight-legged sword spider, and transform it from essentially a product of the mysterious side.