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Xia You just glanced at it.

Then you will look at the properties panel again.

Level 31: 3/>

Strength: 111 (+)

Dexterity: 130 (+)

Constitution: 91 (+)

Spirit: 200 (+)

Free attributes: 10.

Upgraded.

Finally upgraded.

Xia You closed his eyes slightly, and without hesitation, he added all his attributes to his spirit, making it 210 (+).

The concussive air became clear and orderly in an instant, and he seemed to feel his mental force field blowing out like a breeze.

A moment of heaven and earth control, a moment of subtlety.

The emerging transformation, the long-lost strength, Xia You breathed a long sigh of relief.

After entering the IS world, he has almost stopped gaining experience at a high speed, and in the world of Japan, he has completely lost the experience gain.

Everything is in silence, and it continues to grow stronger and stronger alone.

He looked in front of him, slowly dissipating the mist out of the mist.

The moon is high, and the night is as cool as water.

He looked back and glanced behind him at the streets covered with corpses and ice crystals.

Crystal ice, stump half-raised. The post-war streets under the cold moonlight have an incomparably quiet poignant feeling.

He quietly withdrew his gaze.

The next level of 20,000 experience requires 2,000 dead bodies. It also needs ......

Change the street.

After slightly discerning the direction, Xia You's feet tapped and leaped up on the eaves.

The house is at your feet, the wind is lingering, and the scenery on your side is constantly receding on your side, which makes people really feel like they are flying.

He took the opportunity to jump wantonly under the moon in the wind, and no one saw his shocking speed.

It wasn't until he saw the surging dead bodies appear in the street again that he slowly stopped.

This is not the first time he has changed streets.

Dead bodies are not endless, and they cannot be killed in the same place without endless energy sources.

He also kills too fast.

Dead bodies, for others, are terrible things that need to be avoided with all their might.

For him, they are just targets for movement, experiences.

In the last days, they are the purveyors of calamity.

And he, on the other hand, is the Reaper.

The nine-square blade slowly rose beside the summer wind leaves, glowing in the moonlight.

The evening breeze is cool, and the heights are not cold.

Xia You jumped down and landed among the dead bodies that were still swaying.

The nine-square blade, just like the dead body that roared in an instant, the cold light in the rotation was also crazy in an instant!

Piercing, cutting, and the sharp sound of breaking the air mixed with this roar one after another, making the silent night symphony sound a burst of shocking music.

It's long, maybe it's short.

No one went to help Xia You calculate. On the streets of the lonely city, there is only the madness of the dead body, and only the confrontation that Xia You does not care about.

Unlike the battle on the rooftop, killing the body does not require skill and no defense.

It just needs to be fast.

Rush to kill fast.

Xia You's experience is also rising rapidly in the rapid rush that he completely let go.

1003… 2003……

A street... Two streets......

Mentally exhausted, he rushed directly into the group of dead bodies with an ice blade in his hand, relying on his speed to slash with his hand.

When his hands were tired, he took the blades and ice arrows in the sky, piercing the ice shoot jungle all over the place.

White frost, spreading through the streets, paved a layer of silver in the dark world.

Each dead body can only provide him with ten points of experience, and in the face of the need for 20,000 experience, it seems very weak, and can only be piled up in quantity.

While Xia You was looking for and killing the dead body, he was also constantly changing places, looking for another experience.

Creepers.

Or call it a licker.

The last time they appeared among the survivors, Xia You had already paid attention to them, and this time he frequently changed the harvest location in order to find them.

Their appearance was shocking, but not too unexpected. After all, with the existence of Kirisaki Shazi, he didn't quite believe that this was just a simple dead world.

It's just that they're too threatening.

Not to him, but to Saya Takajo. to ordinary people.

He had seen that combat power, and with the current ability of the survivor team, in addition to Poison Island Tsuneko and Ba Asami, there may be a gun with Hirano Toda who can barely resist, and the others will not end well against them alone.

It's just that he didn't find the creeper, but found a large square like a nest of dead bodies.

'Gain 10 XP, level up, current level 32'

After a slight pause, Xia You began to dance solo in the crazy dead body again.

There are no lights, no audience, but the dense sound of prompts makes people feel lonely.

Every minute and every second, the dead body is decreasing.

Every minute and every second, Xia You seemed to be able to see that he was strong.

Until the wide square was empty again, Xia You walked through the sea of corpses a little out of breath, extinguishing the sporadic roars one by one.

The whistling screeching sound fell silent.

Xia You raised his head.

Night, but still spreading.

The cold wind was sluggish in the lonely darkness, and the high-intensity killing, even with such a physique and resilience, he felt a little unbearable.

Tired.

He wiped his forehead and shook off the spilled sweat into ice crystals.

He was almost immune to the cold, but instead of being stimulated by the chill of the ice chips, he had a feeling of stagnation that he didn't want to move.

But the experience that had quietly risen to nearly thirty-three levels drove him to stop at all.

Even whether it is physical strength or mental strength, it has almost reached a critical point.

"XXXII, 19803/20000......"

Xia You exhaled a mouthful of white mist and lingered under the stars on the eaves for a moment. Then jumped off.

At the next level, twenty dead bodies were still owed, and he changed his strategy.

No more high-intensity, exhilarating dense kills.

Instead, with sporadic encounters, while killing with low consumption, he took the opportunity to recover his strength.

He didn't want to stop, and he didn't want to exhaust himself all at once. Even if self-confidence in this world is not enough to hurt oneself, the reason why an accident becomes an accident is because it is unpredictable.

Physical and mental recovery little by little.

It seems that because of the previous excessive killing, the dead bodies on the nearby streets have really become more and more rare, and Xia You gradually even found that there is not a single dead body on the average street.

He kept going to unfamiliar streets, and he kept getting closer to the thirty-third level.

“… At last... One! ”

"Whew!"

The blade that broke through the sky brought a touch of ghostly light, and Xia You couldn't help but smile when he heard the prompt.

'Gain 10 XP and meet the level of 33 at your current level. ’

Xia You leaned back against the wall and slid down, and the icy bench quietly caught him.

Thirty-three years old!

His gaze hesitated for a moment in terms of physique and spirit, and he finally added all his attributes to his spirit again.

Next... Let's add physique......

Exhaling, Xia You looked up at the sky.

The bright moon looms through the clouds, and it is no longer in the sky.

It's been the middle of the night.

Xia You knew that he had been killed for almost a night before he knew it.

Even if the dead blood on his clothes was shaken clean by him, the clothes were inevitably stained with the stench of dead bodies.

And the shoes were covered with flesh foam and black blood.

Sticky shoes, looking heavy, Xia You couldn't help but look down and take a second look.

"Bang!!"

A hand slammed out from the iron fence on the side.

The rotten hand was still desperately grasping at Xia You, even with a hint of a low roar. It's just that because the length is not enough, it can only push the fence squeaky and creak out of Xia You's distance with its teeth and claws.

But the pungent rancid smell came one after another.

"Whew!"

The claw of the grip stops.

Xia Youjiang stood up and looked inside through the fence.

Dark, wide, and a few dead bodies that were swaying over because of the sound just now.

What Xia You noticed was not the school uniforms on them, nor the blood-scabbed private Xunzhiqiu Academy brand next to the iron fence.

Instead, he clearly saw it just now, on the teaching building in the distance.

There is light.

Candlelight that will soon be extinguished!

… (To be continued.) )