Chapter 11: Reliving the Perils of the Apocalypse Once More

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Li Xingyue understood well that with his disheveled appearance, he hardly looked like someone with any real strength.

“Then, could you tell me, what exactly are these points? How does one earn them?” he asked.

“You must be new to Freedom City, right? It’s simple. Join a zombie hunting squad and kill zombies to earn points, or take on jobs to get points. These points are basically currency now,” the man explained.

“I see. Then why don’t those people outside go earn points? Is it that hard to get them? And aren’t you worried they’ll steal your buns?” Li Xingyue asked.

The man sneered coldly. “Those folks are either cowards who don’t dare kill zombies or losers who haven’t even successfully injected the first-level evolution serum.”

“Besides, want to rob my place? See those guys with guns outside? They’re the Enforcers of the city. I pay them points every week,” he added confidently.

After a few questions, Li Xingyue gained a rough understanding of the current situation here.

Freedom City was divided into five zones, somewhat like the concentric ring design of the capital city.

From the center outward, the zones were: Central District > Zone A > Zone B > Zone C > Outer District.

Right now, he was in the outermost area, called the Outer District.

Most residents here were ordinary survivors who couldn’t evolve, with a small number of first-level evolved individuals also living here. It was chaotic—hundreds dying daily from various causes was normal, and encounters with Enforcers were common.

Because the man’s level wasn’t high enough, he didn’t know much about the other zones.

In short, in Freedom City, the higher your evolution level, the more weapons, women, slaves, and whatever else you want you can have.

Otherwise, survival would be extremely difficult.

“Hey, have you heard about Starsea City? Apparently, it’s under zombie attack,” Li Xingyue asked.

The man’s calm demeanor instantly tightened upon hearing the name, fear flickering in his eyes. “How could I not know? The Enforcers keep saying Starsea City is under siege by a Zombie King. Hundreds of millions have turned into zombies. But no one knows which Zombie King is behind it.”

“It’s got everyone in Freedom City on edge. Fewer hunting squads venture out these days—only the high-level teams dare.”

Li Xingyue feigned worry, “Could the Zombie King come here? Wouldn’t we all be doomed then?”

“Heh, no need to worry too much. Though Freedom City is the weakest among the remaining five cities, the Enforcers say there are two eighth-level evolved warriors here. Even if a Zombie King comes, they can handle it,” the man assured.

Li Xingyue pondered deeply.

Two eighth-levels? If that was true, then the combined strength of the five cities’ elites should be enough to wipe out all the zombies. So why was there no action?

Or perhaps this was just propaganda spread by Freedom City’s leaders to calm the populace.

Regardless, guessing was useless. He’d just take things as they came.

With a basic understanding now, Li Xingyue planned to visit the zombie hunting bureau the man had mentioned, but was unexpectedly stopped.

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“Brother, what evolution level are you at?” the man asked.

Not understanding the purpose, Li Xingyue instinctively replied, “I’m not an evolved.”

“Oh?” The man smiled slightly.

“Do you know anyone here in Freedom City?” he continued.

Li Xingyue found it odd and answered, “No, I just escaped here.”

The man’s smile deepened, then he took a bun from a steamer and handed it to Li Xingyue. “You must be hungry. Here, have this.”

Surprised by the man’s generosity, Li Xingyue accepted the bun and ate it, then politely thanked him and prepared to leave, only to be called back.

“Wait, brother, did you forget something?”

“Hm? What is it?” Li Xingyue asked.

The man’s eyes flashed coldly as he shouted, “What are you pretending? You ate four of my buns and haven’t paid!”

Li Xingyue’s eyes widened in shock. “What the hell? Are you crazy? I only ate one, and you gave it to me!”

The man sneered, turned, and ran toward the nearby Enforcers. He whispered something into the ear of the one in the middle. The Enforcer glanced at Li Xingyue, nodded, and then approached him.

The man in the middle waved his hand decisively: “Take him away!”

Two Enforcers grabbed Li Xingyue from both sides.

He tried to explain, but the leader struck him hard on the head with the butt of his rifle. His consciousness blurred, and he passed out.

“Haha, Old He, well done. This kid looks healthy. He should be worth 50 points. You don’t have to pay your points for this week!” the leader said joyously, patting the man’s cheek.

The man smiled obsequiously, nodding and thanking repeatedly.

“Take him away,” the leader ordered.

“Yes, boss.”

The two Enforcers dragged Li Xingyue into an alley and disappeared.

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Li Xingyue slowly opened his eyes to find himself in a strange place resembling a prison cell, barely a square meter in size, empty except for a stench that filled the air.

Where the hell was this?

Seeing the unfamiliar surroundings and feeling the persistent ache in his head, Li Xingyue’s mood soured immensely.

He slapped himself hard.

“Why am I always so careless? Someone gives you something, and you just eat it? How greedy are you?”

He scolded himself inwardly, but it was useless now. He had no idea where he was or what those people planned to do with him.

He called out a few times but received no reply. The cell had no windows, and he couldn’t tell day from night.

After an unknown amount of time, hunger gnawed at him, and he was desperate to find a way out. Suddenly, footsteps approached.

An Enforcer appeared at his cell door, holding a thin pancake, which he tossed inside.

“Eat quickly, then come with me!”

Not this again.

Li Xingyue was wary this time and ignored the pancake on the floor. “Brother, I’m innocent, really, and I…”

Before he could finish, he was jabbed hard in the chest with the rifle butt.

“Scum, don’t make me say it twice!”

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