He Yu said bitterly, "I lost."

He Yu felt bitter inside. He could also see that a King-level zombie was originally attacking him, but it turned into giving him a buff.

This was simply outrageous to the extreme.

Then, including the King-level zombie, it was casually resolved by Chen Luo, whose abilities were too mysterious.

Now, to win against Chen Luo, unless a divine thunderbolt fell from the heavens and killed him.

He Yu had always thought he was a favored son of heaven, but he never expected to lose to Chen Luo.

Crushing defeat.

He Yu smiled miserably. Favored son of heaven? From the moment Chen Luo appeared, he had been played by Chen Luo all along.

He killed the loyal Gao Yiheng, but left the real mole by his side.

Chen Luo pondered whether to keep He Yu to exploit a bug.

Every so often, he could pretend to kill He Yu once to obtain a King-level crystal.

Could it be exploited?

Chen Luo slowly shook his head. After reaching the King-level, he couldn't say that he looked down on King-level crystals, but he would never value them that much.

He only valued it so much now because he was short one King-level crystal.

The danger of keeping He Yu was too great. If Chen Luo didn't have the ability to accelerate time and walk through the void, even if Hai Ji came, she wouldn't be able to keep He Yu.

He Yu might not be able to win, but he definitely had the ability to run.

Could Chen Luo watch him all the time?

So, it was better to get rid of him.

However, Chen Luo still took He Yu to another place with a high density of zombies to see if he could exploit the bug one more time.

He had to play for real; playing it fake probably wouldn't trigger He Yu's luck. Chen Luo raised the Void Sword, truly intending to take He Yu's life.

If it could be triggered, they would do it again; if it couldn't be triggered, he would kill him directly.

Just as the sword was about to pierce into He Yu's head, He Yu suddenly said.

"Wait, I have something to say."

Chen Luo said indifferently, "If you want to curse me, forget it. I have thick skin. Say your last words. I can help you fulfill any reasonable request."

He Yu smiled strangely instead, "You will become a great demon king with blood on your hands, abandoned by everyone. Alright, kill me."

Blood on my hands?

I've done that before.

How baffling.

Chen Luo cut off He Yu's neck with a single sword. This time, there were no more twists.

He Yu's body was separated from his head.

His head even bounced a few times before finally dying after a while.

There was no helping it; at He Yu's level, his vitality was very strong.

Chen Luo was disappointed. You could have triggered another miracle. Sigh, not up to par.

At the same time, Chen Luo felt a little jealous. This kid's luck was too good; he could be called a favored son of fortune.

And I'm not.

Chen Luo scratched his head and chuckled.

Was it possible that He Yu was just of this planet, while I was of the entire universe?

The heavens were not treating me badly either, allowing me to be reborn.

After opening He Yu's head, Chen Luo looked at the Wind and Fire Level 9 crystal in his hand, thought for a moment, and decided to send it to Mi Ling.

He had given Mi Ling a Level 9 Fire-type crystal last time. With this crystal, Mi Ling would definitely be able to advance to Level 9, with plenty to spare.

Chen Luo then took out the zombie's corpse and retrieved a dazzling, glittering Light-type King-level crystal.

Chen Luo exclaimed, "Mi Li has already obtained two Level 10 Light-type crystals in a row. With a little more effort, she will be able to reach Level 10."

"With this Light-type crystal of the same attribute, she will definitely be able to reach the King-level."

Chen Luo imagined King-level Mi Li, who was already exceptionally beautiful, and unlike her previous life where she had nothing to eat or drink, she was now well-nourished.

Reaching the King-level would make her even more stunning.

Unfortunately, this crystal was truly very important to Chen Luo, so he could only use it himself.

Chen Luo got up and went home, dropping off the crystal for Mi Ling along the way.

Some situations had also occurred at Mi Ling's base.

About five or six hundred people were kneeling in front of the base, men, women, old, and young.

These were all survivors clinging to life.

They knew that Mi Ling had a large amount of supplies and, driven by hunger and thirst, came to beg for some.

An old man pleaded, "Please, beautiful and kind female leader, give us some rice. I haven't eaten for four days, please have mercy."

At the beginning of the apocalypse, an old woman begged Mi Ling, "I haven't eaten for a day, please give me something."

Mi Ling retorted, "So, you ate a day ago?"

Such bizarre words actually came from Mi Ling.

It wasn't that Mi Ling wasn't sympathetic, but she knew very well that she absolutely couldn't give, because if she gave, they would come again next time, and if she didn't give, she would be in trouble.

It was better to simply play the villain from the start.

Now, there were actually five or six hundred people coming to beg at the same time. Mi Ling looked at their numb expressions, pale faces, and dirty clothes.

She couldn't help feeling sympathy in her heart, but sympathy was sympathy, and she absolutely couldn't give.

Mi Ling could make the decision on this matter, but she really couldn't give.

Once she gave, other survivors would definitely flock here, and this group might come again tomorrow.

Mi Ling said coldly, "Anyone who hasn't left in five minutes will be killed."

Mi Ling wanted to scare them away.

But after five minutes, the group still hadn't left and continued to kneel.

Mi Ling said angrily, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Someone said numbly, "Death is also a relief. If I don't get rice today, I won't leave even if I die."

Mi Ling solved him with a fireball. The others glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to kneel.

At the beginning of the apocalypse, she could definitely scare away this group of people, but now...

Mi Ling became anxious, "Wen Hui, go drive them away. Kill them if they don't leave."

Xiong Wenhui pointed at himself, "Me?"

Xiong Wenhui secretly complained. If they took action, he wouldn't hesitate to kill them, but they were just kneeling and begging bitterly. Old Xiong wasn't a great demon.

Killing a few people was no problem for Xiong Wenhui, but to kill so many people, he really couldn't bring himself to do it.

A group of zombies appeared, breaking the deadlock, and pounced on them with bared fangs and brandished claws.

The survivors quickly got up. They were tired of living, but that didn't mean they wanted to be eaten alive by zombies.

The problem was temporarily resolved, but Mi Ling was not in a good mood and sat quietly on the sofa.

Suddenly, Mi Ling felt cold all over and thought of a very terrible thing.

Mi Ling said to herself, "We will become public enemies."

Xiong Wenhui called Mi Ling to eat, but Mi Ling had no appetite.

Chen Luo arrived at Mi Ling's place with a smile and casually asked, "What's with the bloody smell outside the base?"

Mi Ling forced a smile, stood behind Chen Luo, put her hand on Chen Luo's back, gently rubbed it, and explained the matter.

Chen Luo snorted, "If this happens again, lure the zombies over and see if they leave."

Mi Ling shook her head bitterly, "I had a faint worry before, and what happened today further confirmed my worry."

"We have absorbed the top elites among the survivors, and I also believe that more and more elites will join us."

"There is nothing wrong with doing this, but it will inevitably trigger an irreconcilable conflict."

"A very terrible thing will happen."

Listening to Mi Ling's narrative, Chen Luo's expression gradually became serious.