I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

And bread, sausage, milk, water!

Both are life-saving food and must be packed as much as possible.

As for the small supermarket, he didn't plan to stay for too long.

One is that it is too small, and the other is that the students rushed out of the first stop, and the goal was too obvious.

Although there is a system, the strength is equivalent to ordinary people, what if several people join forces?

Besides, the system must pick up the attribute light balls of zombies in order to add attribute points to itself, so it must kill zombies.

You must get out of here, or attract more zombies.

He didn't like tobacco and alcohol, so he didn't think about taking up valuable backpack space.

Packing up neatly, I glanced at the fire equipment, axe, shovel and other weapons, all gone.

All that was left was the useless iron bucket, and a tattered pickaxe handle.

"Okay, it's better than nothing!"

Relying on the skills learned from TV, I prepared my things and turned over to sit in front of the store.

Weilong spicy strips in one hand and roast duck in the other, watching the outside environment while eating.

Supplement the physical strength that has just been spit out, anyway, you must eat enough to have strength.

The four zombies chasing him over, blocking the door, grinned and rushed in to eat him.

The sun was shining outside, and most of the zombies were hiding in the shade, and there was almost nothing in the open space.

"No, I have to find a way to kill those three bastards! If they run away, where can I find them!"

Seeing the door of the opposite dormitory building, Yang Hao naturally thought of the three majestic students who drove him out of the mail room.

They were kind enough to take them in, but they acted like this and couldn't take this breath.

Looking back, I saw the four zombies at the door. How can I kill them? They are all attribute points.

Yang Hao approached the gate slowly, and could smell the foul stench emanating from them, see the grayish-white skin, and even see their mutated sharp teeth.

"Hey, why is there an attribute light ball on the ground?"

The moment he lowered his head, he saw that there was an attribute light ball on the ground, and his head was full of doubts.

"Bang dang! Bang dang!"

Feeling his approach, the four zombies slapped the wooden door even more frantically.

“力量+3+4+3，速度+0.5+0.5+0.5，精神+0.3+0.3+0.3！”

A total of twelve light balls, adding a little attribute, made him very beautiful.

"Properties Panel!"

Yang Hao is going to take revenge, and naturally he must measure his combat power.

"Yang Hao: Ordinary People

Power: 60

Speed: 10.5

Spirit: 9.9

Weapon: Tattered Pickaxe! "

After seeing the above data, Yang Hao realized that his strength has surpassed that of ordinary people, and it is the capital that saves his life.

The speed is within ten seconds of entering [-] meters, which is equivalent to the most powerful sprinter in the world.

Can't beat it, definitely can run!

As for the spirit, I don't know anything at all, and it's almost the same as a normal person.

Anyway, there is some capital now.

"I remember that in Resident Evil, Jack and the others used daggers and iron pestles to pierce the heads of zombies! Let me try!"

Yang Hao turned his head, looking for a weapon in hand.

He was trying to find a way to rush out of the supermarket, and the three students in the mail room were now fully armed.

All dressed up neatly, holding weapons made from iron pipes removed from the bed, and using sheets of cloth from Sicheng, tightly entangled in their hands.

They are both sports students and members of the martial arts club, and they know what to do in battle.

The video of Brother Long throwing a knife and being counter-killed has already been spread all over the streets and alleys, and he won't make such a mistake.

Especially in the last days, if there is a little mistake, the final result is death!

"Two goals, one to rush out, the second, to find food!"

As the eldest, Liu Wei, a stout man two meters tall, gave orders to the two younger brothers.

"Understood! The canteen is the best choice. The stored food must be enough for us to eat for half a year! After half a year, it is estimated that all of them are dead, and the zombies may not be as powerful as they are now!"

Zhang Yang with glasses gave advice to the two of them.