I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

Accompanied by the whistling wind, the dazzling light swept across it directly.

Many survivors were startled, and when they looked over, they saw Yang Hao chopped off the heads of three zombies with an axe.

Seeing his head roll over in the air and fall in front of him, hitting the floor.

"what……"

The surviving teacher was immediately scared to pee, and most of them rushed through the two nearest dormitory doors amid the screams.

He closed the door tightly, trembling all over, not daring to move.

Fang Qingqing was isolated outside and sat on the ground in fright.

His eyes were fixed on the zombie, his heart was up and down rapidly, his mouth was wide open, and he was out of breath.

Pieces of wetness came from the crotch, and there was a smell of urine.

"Crack, bone, crack, bone..."

In a short period of time, the heads of at least ten zombies flew out from the stairs, landed on the ground, and rolled towards her.

Fang Qingqing was completely frightened and did not dare to move.

Looking at the heads of all kinds of zombies on the ground, listening to the screams of zombies in my ears, my heart almost jumped out of my throat.

No matter what she was, Yang Hao held a half-moon axe in both hands, like a killing machine, standing in the middle of the stairs, madly swinging the axe in his hand.

No matter from which angle the zombies rushed up, they could not escape his attack.

During his slaughtering, the three-style plank and axe gradually formed muscle memory, and the three basic movements of splitting, turning and swaying had already formed an instinct.

"Puff, click, swoosh!"

A series of movements sounded, and the zombies in various forms turned into two halves and rolled down.

Sometimes when the piles were too high, Yang Hao kicked them down to prevent them from rushing over his head.

In the corridor on the first floor, the corpses of zombies are piled up, and the black liquid flows into a river, and flows outside along the door steps, exuding a pungent smell.

The large and small attribute light balls of three colors completely illuminated Yang Hao's world.

He looked at the attribute light balls that covered the ground. For the first time, he felt that picking them up was too laborious.

Unfortunately, he just thought about it.

His eyes were fixed on the zombies in front of him, and he swung the half-moon axe in his arms, killing countless people.

It wasn't until there were no more zombies that he discovered that the entrance to the stairs on the first floor was completely blocked by the corpses, and no one could squeeze in.

Yang Hao didn't intend to open, but with a violent breath, he sat down on the steps.

With his hands clattering, he quickly collected the attribute light balls that he could see around him.

“力量+3+4+3+4，速度+1+2+1+2，精神+1+0.5+1……”

Seeing the value on the panel, it kept beating and rapidly increasing.

Even if it is not as large as yesterday's increase, it is due to the large number and the increase is extremely fast.

According to this model, he will soon be able to break through [-].

But there seems to be some kind of restriction. When it reaches seven hundred, the increase in strength value has become 1, and the speed has become 0.5, and the spirit is still the same, as if there is no obstacle.

No matter what else, they will be picked up.

Anyway, adding a little bit is a little bit better than nothing!

What's even more irritating is that there is no more red envelopes, it seems that the level has exceeded.

Yang Hao was depressed in his heart. After picking up all the attribute light balls around him, his strength was 738, his speed broke 85, his spirit was 99.7, and he almost broke [-].

Groups of zombies were crowding and climbing behind the dead body, hoping to rush over to eat Yang Hao.

It's just too full to make it through in a short time.

Yang Hao felt that his breathing was much smoother, and the pain in his arms came up, which was very uncomfortable.

My stomach is rumbling and I feel hungry. I want to eat something, otherwise I can't stand it anymore.

After thinking about this, he shouted to the two dormitories behind:

"Get me something to eat, I'm hungry!"

When he wanted to come, he should block the death threat and prepare some food for them.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no answer.

This shouldn't be!

Looking back, I found Fang Qingqing sitting on the floor on the second floor, with round glasses, looking at the disgusting head on the ground, with a puddle of water under him.

Standing next to Mr. Huang, his mouth was wide open, his glasses fell under the bridge of his nose, his whole body was trembling, and there was a piece of bread at his feet.

Looking back, there is no one else.

Chapter 18 Teacher Huang's Heart

Seeing this, Yang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart was full of anger.