Predicted my prediction?

Chen Luo chuckled. Mi Ling's combat talent was still formidable; otherwise, she wouldn't have earned the title of Female War God, Ling Yanji.

Compared to Chen Luo, Mi Ling was too weak. In a real fight, she wouldn't have the chance to release so many fireballs.

If Mi Ling and Chen Luo were the same level...

No way, no way, you guys don't think Chen Luo would fight Mi Ling head-on, right?

I'll run first, find a chance to ambush you.

I never fight evenly matched opponents head-on; it's too dangerous.

You say that's shameless? Tch, those who cared about face are all dead.

Mi Ling wasn't complacent either. These were small fireballs controlled to have weak power; otherwise, the release frequency wouldn't be so fast, and it was probably because Chen Luo was careless.

Currently, the gap between her and Chen Luo was too great.

Chen Luo smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone. Level 1 zombies definitely don't have the intelligence to predict. If you encounter one that can predict, just run. You absolutely can't resist it."

"Alright, everyone will find their own opponents to train this skill in the morning, and we'll set off after lunch."

Lunch was still sausage. Many people were probably not going to live long enough to finish all the sausage.

Chen Luo said, "We have a total of 52 people. 12 people will stay behind to guard the base, taking turns."

"The remaining 40 people will be divided into ten teams of four. These ten teams should maintain a good distance from each other, not too far, so they can support each other."

"Each team will take a walkie-talkie to contact each other if something happens."

The danger in the apocalypse doesn't only come from zombies, but more often from survivors. If everyone is scattered too far apart, they might encounter danger if they run into a team of a dozen survivors.

With only four people, encountering one or two zombies wouldn't be a problem, and zombies can't run anyway.

Hearing Chen Luo's words, many people breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that Chen Luo would scatter them to various places.

The team composition should be as much as possible two men and two women, ensuring that there is a tank in each team.

Before setting off, Chen Luo said faintly, "Everyone returns to the villa area at 6 PM or after completing the task. Today counts as half a day, three level 1 crystals per person. Teams that don't complete the task will be punished as a whole, with no dinner after returning as punishment."

The initial punishment was light. If they frequently failed to complete the task, then they shouldn't come back until they completed it.

Except for Chen Luo's team, everyone else didn't drive; they walked. There were still some sparse zombies nearby, just right for them to get some initial practice.

Everyone then realized that this was why they had deliberately left some zombies behind when cleaning up earlier.

This foresight was truly admirable.

Chen Luo only observed in the car for a while, then drove away.

He had already given them as much guidance as possible and made proper arrangements for them. If they still died, it couldn't be blamed on anyone.

He couldn't possibly protect them personally and be their bodyguard.

He could protect them now, but could he protect them forever?

This was the apocalypse, not a game. Danger was everywhere.

Chen Luo was prepared for some casualties among them.

Chen Luo left, of course, to go to places with more zombies to obtain crystals.

Arriving at a street, the number of zombies here began to increase.

Chen Luo said, "You three get out of the car. Da Zhu and Mi Ling, you kill the zombies. Mi Li, you buff them and collect the crystals."

Mi Li had a bitter expression. I would rather fight zombies than dig out those bloody crystals. To blame, I can only blame myself for not having combat skills.

Su Dazhu was level 3, and Mi Li was also level 3. With Mi Li's buffs, Su Dazhu's defense and strength were comparable to Chen Luo's.

Su Dazhu was the warrior, Mi Ling was the mage, and Mi Li was the priest. The warrior-mage-priest setup was complete.

And all of them were level 3. Wasn't it easy to deal with these level 1 or even pre-level 1 zombies?

These zombies didn't even count as training for the three of them, but level 3 or 4 zombies weren't something Chen Luo could find just by looking.

Chen Luo drove slowly behind them.

Chen Luo wasn't doing nothing either. He took out his homemade textbook and taught Mifan, who was in his arms, and Fawang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, the nine-year compulsory education.

Chen Luo said, "Now I'm teaching you pinyin. You can look up words in the dictionary if you don't understand them in the future."

Mi Ling felt amused. Was this something humans did?

Teaching cats and dogs to read?

Eight zombies attacked. This was the largest group of zombies they had encountered simultaneously this afternoon.

Su Dazhu was about to rush up, but Mi Ling stopped him.

Mi Ling had a feeling that she could use a new spell.

Mi Ling released a fireball. If the previous fireball was five centimeters in diameter, now it was ten centimeters.

When the opposing zombies ran over, Mi Ling threw the fireball out. When the fireball entered the zombie crowd, Mi Ling sensed something and controlled it.

Suddenly, the flame exploded, blasting away five zombies. The remaining three were still alive and kicking due to the range.

Mi Ling was very excited. Her feeling was indeed correct.

Chen Luo chuckled. Fawang had comprehended a similar skill some time ago.

Mi Ling chose to kill the remaining three one by one. The previous spell consumed a lot of mana.

After the three of them killed more than a hundred, Mi Ling and Mi Li were out of mana.

The effect of the buffs released by Mi Li was enhanced, and the consumption required also increased. Continuously buffing Su Dazhu couldn't last long.

With only Su Dazhu alone, although there wouldn't be any danger to his life, injuries were unavoidable.

Chen Luo and Fawang entered the field and easily killed more than two hundred zombies.

The proportion of level 1 zombies was a bit low, about one-third.

Looking at the time, Chen Luo started to go back.

When Chen Luo returned, everyone had arrived.

The injured few were treated by Wang Ling, and they were fine.

But what made the others look ugly was that one person had died.

The deceased was a man from Chen Guang's team, a level 1 elemental ability user, who was hit in the head by a spell and died on the spot.

Seeing everyone's morale was low, Chen Luo said faintly, "Don't blame me for being too harsh, forcing you to fight. It's just that this world is too cruel."

Originally, everyone was skeptical about Chen Luo's words. Were there really so many zombies that could cast spells?

But what they saw in the afternoon was that at least one-third of the zombies suddenly knew how to cast spells.

If you don't move forward, the world will force you to move forward.

Chen Guang said with a wry smile, "Sigh, this damn world."

Two teams failed to complete the task. Chen Luo didn't soften his heart and made them go hungry.

It was just one meal. Had they ever tried going hungry for three days?

In the evening, all the crystals absorbed by all the members were level 1 crystals. Level 1 crystals contained more than twice the energy of the lowest-level crystals, and the quality was completely different.

Shu Yun reached level 3. Originally, she could absorb 11 of the lowest-level crystals in a day, but now she could only absorb 7 level 1 crystals.

This was just an example. Most people could only absorb about one and a half crystals, and the remaining crystals were collected by Chen Luo.

Anyway, absorb as much as you can, and hand over the excess.

Chen Luo was eager for someone to absorb more, which meant a faster growth rate.

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There's one more chapter before 9 o'clock.