Chapter 3: The Incompetent
"Did you see, there are zombies out there!"
The sound in the living room brought back Peng Zhi and Zhang Yuan, who were now stiff in the room, and Peng Zhi seemed to be taken aback.
The two hurriedly turned around, just in time to see Li Ming, who was neatly dressed and carrying a long sword, standing in the living room.
"Yes, yes, you saw it too, it's a zombie downstairs!"
Zhang Yuan thought of the zombies downstairs again, and his face turned pale in an instant, but when he saw the fear in other people's hearts, he suddenly found an outlet, and hurriedly turned around and responded.
"What the hell is going on, why even the zombies have come out, I have to go out and see."
When encountering the danger of monsters, encountering other humans can naturally gain some sense of security, and Peng Zhi, whose face is very ugly, also subconsciously said, but he froze in place before he left his house.
"No, there are monsters like zombies out there now, it's too dangerous to go out like this, call the police, let's call the police first!"
Peng Zhi's voice was hurried to himself, and he gasped fiercely when the words fell, and he was about to take out his mobile phone from his pocket, but he touched the air, and suddenly opened his mouth in a hurry: "Where's my mobile phone, what about it, ......where is my mobile phone?"
shouted twice in succession, turned around eagerly left and right to find, and his neck turned red with anger, and then he suddenly found his mobile phone on the long table behind him, and hurriedly rushed over to open the phone, and saw it.
No signal.
"How can there be no signal!"
Peng Zhi was stupid, the whole person was stunned, and Zhang Yuan on the side also took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and his eyes became equally stunned.
Li Ming frowned and looked at the babbling of the two, withdrew his gaze from Zhang Yuan's lap, turned around and returned to the room.
"This Peng Zhi usually seems to think he is strong, why is it so useless when he encounters something."
Back in the room, the corners of Li Ming's mouth twitched, and he was really a little speechless in his heart.
What is a person's level, in fact, in the face of a crisis, the best way to withdraw, this Peng Zhi usually drags seventy or eighty thousand, but now when he encounters something, he hasn't reacted for a long time, which is a bit funny.
He also thought about discussing with them how to get along and how to live after the end of the world came.
Although he has a mystery panel to improve his strength, if he has a reliable teammate for a short period of time, it will be safer even if he has to go out to find food in the future when he is the main team.
And he was determined to train his weapons every day, and if someone helped him cook or something, he would be able to have more time to train more.
In this way, no matter from what angle these two people can use well, they can help him, but I didn't expect that now at a critical moment, Peng Zhi would pull his hips like this.
Now that they are in a state of flux, even if they want to discuss, they can't come up with anything, so let's wait for them to calm down.
"Hopefully they will have enough food."
Although Li Ming's food has been replenished, those dishes can't be eaten for long, let alone two more adults.
Now that it's so dangerous outside, and it's clear that the end times are in crisis, he doesn't want to borrow such a precious thing as food, and he doesn't want to hear two people open this mouth to him.
However, if it really came to that point, facing the only living person he came into contact with, Li Ming didn't know if he would choose to lend out the food.
In particular, he has long had the idea of going out to solve the danger of searching for food in his heart, and his own strength will inevitably become strong enough under the effect of plug-ins.
However, even if this is the case, he doesn't want to see others eat his own every day, how annoying it is.
It's disgusting to meet a garbage teammate.
It would be about the same if I could help out with something......
Li Ming's mind turned slightly, and then he thought about it and didn't wait any longer, but took the opportunity to pick up the long sword and start practicing in the room.
He stood with his legs half-bent apart, the long sword in his right hand with flat fingers, then twisted his waist and stabbed forward with all his might.
"Whoosh..."
The long sword broke through the air, stabbed straight with force, and the trajectory of the long sword presented a perfect straight line, hitting the front fiercely.
【Lunge Sword XP +1】
Looking at the numbers floating in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Ming's mouth.
It is much easier to practice after the sword has a feel, and when the end of the world comes, the zombies are clearly swaying in the downstairs community, and there is a sense of urgency in his heart, so the idea of training is becoming more and more impatient.
Next, every time Li Ming took out the sword, he carefully experienced the feeling of using his legs, waist, and arms to exert force together, and carefully controlled the trajectory of the long sword after it was stabbed.
Every time Li Ming tried his best to stab the long sword with the greatest force, and every time Li Ming tried his best to control the long sword to stab out smoothly.
The stabbing sword is no better than the others, and the interval between each time is shorter, so it doesn't take long for Li Ming to stab out more than forty swords one after another.
Among them, 32 swords reached the standard level, and the remaining eight swords all did not reach the standard level due to poor performance, so they did not accumulate experience points.
Each increase in experience points made Li Ming's mastery of [lunge stabbing sword] deeper, and now that the proficiency of more than thirty at the [beginner's] level has increased, his [lunge stabbing sword] mastery has also improved.
At the very least, when you can stab the sword seriously, the long sword can almost always be stabbed smoothly, and there will be no more embarrassment such as the uneven sword body and even the end of the sword hitting your arm.
It's just that...... More than forty swords stabbed out one after another, and his right arm holding the long sword also became sour and weak, which was the sequelae of the excessive number of sudden bursts of strength without training for a long time.
After such forty swords, he didn't have the strength to stab the sword again.
"It's really weak, but fortunately I didn't go out recklessly to kill zombies."
Feeling the weakness of his right arm, Li Ming stopped helplessly, he turned to put the long sword in the sheath and put it on the wall, and took a glass of water with his left hand to drink.
When he was drinking water, Li Ming suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and picked up the water in the bucket.
"There is only half a bucket of bottled water, and although the tap water here can be drunk, it is difficult to say if the water stops."
Li Ming felt some nervousness in his heart, just having food and no water is not enough, besides, he still has to train, what he needs most when he sweats every day is water, no water is absolutely not!
As for the salt, he still has more than half a box at home, and when he was on the Internet before, he happened to see a whole box of big specials and bought it at a low price, and now it seems that he is happy.
In addition, there are two large pots of oil, and other supplies are enough for a short time.
There is only water, and it is very stressful!
Seeing that the bucket would be full for a while, he walked to the kitchen with the basin, opened the edible tap water in the kitchen, and poured water into the basin.