Post-Apocalyptic Arch-Villain

By Diana Senn

Cold and ruthless hero, specializing in killing the Virgin Mary, love to watch the show, pure evil, a pure black-hearted bad guy, under the doomsday, follow your heart, morality counts for nothing? The things he does are all for his own benefit.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Matthew McClure
• Release date: Jan 12, 2024
• ISBN: 9798869390202

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Chapter 8: Corpse-Converting Divine Powder

    Hoo~~

    Radar let out a long breath, he knew the main event was coming, a brainstorm of three dozen zombies swarmed inside the narrow elevator's front room, there was no way for them to slap the security door together, so the force that really hit the security door should only be two or three zombies at most five.

    Radar still has more faith in the quality of previous products, as long as it's not a one-time application of force.

    Without even having to look at the location, Radar knew that as soon as he opened that observation window, what appeared in front of his eyes was a human head.

    Radar decisively dropped the fruit knife in his hand and switched to a Tang knife with a more dominant length, although it wasn't open, but the tip of the Tang knife was still able to injure people, and it might even be able to penetrate a few of them.

    Radar took another deep breath as a sort of pep talk, and then with a quick eye-roll, he opened the observation window before stabbing out.

    Due to the skill of Blade Mastery, it wasn't so bad that Radar made an oopsie that the knife wasn't aimed right and couldn't be stabbed out.

    Just the simple repetitive action of stabbing, jerking, and stabbing, Raida, a literate scholar, was still able to do it.

    Ow!!!

    Pfft! Pfft!!!

    The hissing of the zombies and the sound of the tang knife into the flesh were one after another, after the death of a few companions they had realized that there was another food behind this security door, and they didn't care about the danger that they would be stabbed, for the sake of the food they fought for their lives and swarmed over with a brain.

    Although there are only a few zombies that can really touch the security door, but everyone is crowded in the front room of the elevator, the force is with the transfer function, so the squeezing force is directly transmitted through the ** contact to the zombies that have direct contact with the security door.

    So the force on the security door became instantly greater.

    Luckily, Radar had unlocked the security door twice before and locked the heaven and earth locks, so if he killed them fast enough he should be able to take out the group of zombies before the security door was completely crushed.

    The zombies that die in front are quickly overwhelmed by the ones behind them, stepping on the bodies of their fellow zombies to climb up the ladder, and then continue to be killed by the radar.

    Gradually, a pile of zombie corpses piled up at the doorway, making it impossible for the zombies behind them to get in.

    Radar is still anxious about what to do, this group of zombies suddenly made an unexpected action, for the desire for food has deeply stimulated them, making them even began to move up the bodies of their own kind, they defiantly destroy, tearing the bodies in front of the security door, these body fragments by the zombies are still alive and thrown all over the place.

    In no time at all, the front of the radar door was cleared.

    Radar cried and laughed when he saw this scene, This should be considered a pig-like opponent and a god-like teammate, right?

    The pressure on Radar's security door became lighter all of a sudden, and Radar no longer worried that his security door would be crushed.

    Through nearly an hour of assassination, Radar finally killed the thirty or so zombies crowded in the front room of the elevator completely, in order to focus on killing the zombies he didn't even bother to look at the system's prompts.

    Until now, he had the time to look at the system's prompts, it turned out that he had already killed thirty-six zombies, into the account of the evil value of three hundred and sixty points, at the same time, because there are a few times did not have a one-hit kill, so the system ruled that it was intentional injury, and gave the radar some more sporadic value of evil value in total of about a dozen or so points.

    This time Radar harvested a lot, he had long thought about what to exchange, so he did not even need to consider directly said to the system, System, exchange Special Forces of Physical Fitness!

    Ding! The host has chosen to redeem the skill Special Soldier's Physical Fitness, which requires the deduction of 200 points of Evil Value. Is the redemption confirmed?

    Confirmed!

    Ding! Confirmed deduction, exchange successful!

    With this skill on his body, Radar immediately felt an inexhaustible strength coming out of his body, and with some excitement he picked up his Tang sword then ran to the living room and waved it around.

    This time, Radar was really feeling better about his fitness, he had been swinging for a long time, but he didn't have any of the muscle soreness that he had before.

    In Radar's hands, the Tang Blade was danced out in many patterns, of course these were not sword techniques, it was just that Radar was more familiar with this.

    Great, with this skill I'll be able to go out and fight at least once!!!

    Radar said with great excitement, he looked at his left hand again, made a fist and squeezed it, he felt like he could kill a horse with one punch with his left hand, but of course that was a bit of an exaggeration.

    Radar rolled up his sleeves again and looked at his arms, wow, biceps that he couldn't even think of before appeared, he lifted up his shirt again and looked at his abdomen, six pack abs!

    Now that's really powerful on its own!

    Radar found the sheath and inserted his tanged sword into it, walking out onto the balcony with an air of confidence and looking at the atrium, which was empty at the moment, he couldn't help but sneer.

    I guess the zombies that can move around inside the neighborhood have been killed pretty much by themselves, and the rest, all of them, should be locked up in their homes.

    I should be able to go out and get something back from the commissary later.

    Radar's eyes shifted back downstairs to the flat stores and found the kiosk where he always bought popsicles; there wasn't much there, but it was still more than plentiful if it was just for himself.

    Wait, get out?

    Radar was studying the strategy of going out with a serious face, suddenly he thought of a serious problem, he immediately ran from the balcony to the entrance again, lying on the cat's eye of the security door to look outside, and suddenly his face darkened a few points.

    Radar re-straightened his body, remorse on his face.

    Since there were too many zombies outside, although a large portion of them were cleared by the group of zombies themselves, there were still most of them piled up in the front room of the elevator, especially in front of Radar's house which was the most, and they were almost piled up to the height of the cat's eye.

    Plus the bodies were numerous and heavy, and even though he had the physique of a Special Forces soldier, how do you get Radar to push his way out of the door with such a heavy mass?

    The most crucial thing was that his house lived on the fifth floor, even if he chose to jump he had no way out, even if he was lucky enough to jump down and not fall to his death, but how would he get home when he had grabbed the food?

    Radar instantly regretted it, had he known he would have lured so many walkers out.

    Still have to figure out a way to get rid of that group of walkers at the door before I can do that.

    Radar anxiously paced back and forth in the foyer, one odd idea after another flashing through his mind, and suddenly, Radar came up with a bad idea.

    By the way, would it be possible to scratch the corpses of this group of zombies with a high concentration of corrosive strong acid?

    Along these lines, Radar suddenly thought of a good thing.

    So he immediately rummaged around inside the system's exchange interface, and through a series of filters, Radar finally found what he was looking for.

    Corpse Transforming Powder: It is said that if just a little bit is dabbed on top of the flesh and blood, it can immediately turn the flesh and blood into pus, which is very horrifying. From The Deer and the Tripod, Redemption Price: 70 Wickedness Value.

    This is the system's introduction to what Radar wanted to find, when Radar was watching the Luding Ji, in addition to the fact that Wei Xiaobao had seven wives that he remembers more deeply, followed by Wei Xiaobao's body's gold silk soft armor, daggers, and the body transformation powder is the most impressive.

    According to Mr. Jin Yong's description, this so-called corpse powder should be more of a chemical product, so although the effect is very good, but its value is not very high, cover because 70 evil people worth a bottle of corpse powder is only a small bottle.

    Without saying a word, Radar directly exchanged a bottle of necrotic powder, then opened the observation window and poured it down on the pile of zombie corpses along the observation window.

    After pouring all the portions of the bottle, Radar immediately withdrew his hand, and after putting the cap back on the bottle, he hurriedly closed the observation window, and he remembered that the smell of this zombie powder for zombies was not good at all.

    Because Radar was right next to the security door, he could vaguely hear the giggling sound of corroding corpses outside, and he imagined the effect that appeared outside, and took another closer look at the bottle containing the corpse-corrupting powder in his hand.

    Gradually, a wry smile appeared on his face.

    Looks like, I've gotten something pretty awesome.

    Radar held up the small bottle containing the corpse transforming powder and narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered darkly, it suddenly occurred to him that this corpse transforming powder seemed to be able to be used for even better purposes, and this thing might turn out to be a great tool for Radar to gain more villainous values.

    ps: the contract arrived in Shanghai, this week can certainly be done, but change a sign is certainly next week, so the fastest recommendation is also the next next week 。。。。

Chapter IX. The past day

    The mountainous pile of zombies at the entrance quickly turned into a puddle of blood, which slowly flowed down the direction of the stairs, slowly dripping down from the fifth floor to the first floor, and then from the first floor to the negative floor.

    Radar thought that this blood water contains strong corrosive, even a little bit of it, he will be seriously hurt, he decided that it is better to wait for a while, wait for these blood water to dry before going out, anyway, the weather is also relatively hot now, it should be able to be cleaned up after a night.

    Figuring that the food at home would be perfectly fine to support the day, Radar put aside all worries and decided to go out again tomorrow.

    Pulling out his cell phone from his pants pocket, he took it out and looked at it, realizing that it was already past 6:00 p.m. Looking at the signal grid, there was still no signal.

    Radar can not help but feel some emotion, he just so kill zombies killed a whole day, because Radar will be home curtains are all drawn, the balcony is hanging a bed sheet, so do not see the passage of time.

    And after Radar looked at the time displayed on his phone this is when he realized that it was almost night, and at night there was one thing that had to be considered, and that was the lighting.

    There are curtains in the way, but it's just too abrupt to turn on the lights on a night like this.

    Radar reached up and pinched his earlobe with a serious thought.

    Light is needed at night, but turning on the lights is obviously not an option, luckily there are candles and flashlights in the house, and with flashlights dimming the lights a bit should not be a problem.

    A flashlight was taken out from amongst the toolbox, the batteries in it were removed since it hadn't been used in a while so the batteries in it were also removed, after loading the batteries, Radar tried out the flashlight and after realizing that it was able to emit light, he smiled and then turned it off.

    After dinner, Radar once again checked the windows and doors, walked to the door and looked at the closed security door, because this security door opened in the direction of the outward direction, so there was no need to use a heavy object against the foot of the door.

    Radar unlocked the kitchen and bathroom doors with a key after closing them all, he wanted to prevent any walkers from bursting into his home after climbing through the windows into these rooms.

    After returning to his bedroom, Radar checked the window again, looking out at the brightening sky, and he couldn't sleep.

    Normally at this time, Radar would be in front of his own computer playing with his own computer and surfing the net, but now?

    Radar was only able to let out a gust of bitter laughter as he lay in bed, the world was changing so fast, it was just one day, but what about the next day.

    Radar lay in bed unable to sleep, so he began to think of countermeasures for the rest of his life.

    First of all, he now possessed the abilities of a special forces physique, and was armed with a tommy knife and a fruit knife, as well as a bottle of corpse-chemistry powder.

    Theoretically speaking, Radar already has a relatively strong melee combat ability, just Radar after all, still did not really and zombies head-on contact, he is now killing zombies are all through the security door to kill, so the experience against the enemy is certainly very lack of, tomorrow to go to the kiosk to get something is still relatively high risk.

    The other thing is that the radar does not have a means of long-range attack, he remembers that among the commercial storefronts downstairs of this unit he lives in, there is one that sells wilderness survival equipment, and he remembers that when he used to pass by this storefront, he was still very much impressed that it actually sells small bows and crossbows.

    At that time, he was still laughing about the fact that if the state were to investigate, the store would be seized, but at this point in time, the things in that store have become a talisman for Radar's future life.

    But going to that storefront is more dangerous than going to the commissary to get food, because the direction that storefront faces, is the highway!

    Radar remembered when he saw that highway, the road was full of congested and smashed cars, there must be several times more walkers on that side than inside the neighborhood, after all, the neighborhood still had a gated entrance.

    At that thought, Radar suddenly stood up from the bed, then walked over to the room facing the highway and gently pulled back a corner of the curtains, then looked out through the window.

    Since it was summer, the radar was still able to clearly see the scene outside even if it wasn't completely dark by eight o'clock at night.

    It was still the same gruesome scene, with destroyed cars everywhere, and a large number of zombies wandering around in various corners.

    That dense number, let Radar see is scalp numb, this is definitely more than all the zombies he killed today but also several times more, after all, this is a downtown, and Radar lives in the neighborhood is located in a traffic circle turntable side, traffic circle turntable is surrounded by residential areas, the zombies produced is also very much.

    Of course, such a downtown area does not bring Radar all bad news, there are also a few good news, that is, there are three supermarkets around the carousel, if Radar's strength is strong enough, to ensure their survival should not be a problem!

    After re-drawing the curtains, Radar found that the danger he faces is still very great, he is now this body's ability is only able to defend himself inside this neighborhood, if it is out of this neighborhood, Radar can only huh.

    Gotta figure out how to get a long range weapon soon, that crossbow is definitely the best thing ever!

    A glimmer of realization flashed in Radar's eyes, although he could have used his Villain Value to exchange a crossbow out of the system, but since it was available downstairs, why would he need to exchange it from within the system?

    He felt that he should save up his Evil Value to exchange for those more practical skills, and as for equipment and props and whatnot, he naturally saved them to exchange for the rare and uncommon ones or even those that were not available in the real world.

    It would be too extravagant to exchange for bows and crossbows, which are commonly used weapons, right?

    Although the killing power of bows wasn't very high, and Radar wasn't very good at using them, Radar had come up with a good way to increase the killing power of bows.

    Remember the bottle of corpse powder in Radar's hand? He planned to smear a little bit of this corpse powder on the arrowheads of the crossbow, those zombies were full of already decayed pieces of flesh, even if he didn't need to shoot into their bodies, as long as he got a little bit of it, this corpse powder would be able to exert a powerful effect.

    Even if the radar's accuracy is bad, you'll still be able to effectively kill a large number of walkers in your own home to increase your villain value.

    But all of this was just Radar's vision, none of it had become reality yet, and even if it were to become reality it would only happen if Radar's actions went well enough tomorrow.

    That circle of walkers out there is definitely something that Radar needs to address first.

    Radar couldn't think of an effective solution for now, so he planned to go to the kiosk in the neighborhood tomorrow to get food and water first.

    Once again back in his bedroom, Radar closed his clothes and forced himself to sleep, night was not a good time to go out, especially not before Radar was absolutely powerful.

    In fact, sometimes do not have to think about other things, fall asleep or quite fast, I thought that in the middle of the night will wake up many times the radar, I did not expect to be a sleep until dawn.

    Looking at my phone in my pocket, I realized that it was now a little after six o'clock the next day, and a good portion of the day had dawned.

    But Radar also noticed a problem: his cell phone had fifty-five percent of its battery left, and it would definitely not work for another day.

    He rolled over and looked for the charger, only to find that the charger's display light actually didn't come on when he plugged it in.

    Radar froze for a moment, and then immediately rolled over and ran to the toolbox to find the electric pen, and then plugged into all the sockets to try all over again, the electric pen did not light up once, and finally he was sure that the power has now been cut off.

    Well, now there's no water or electricity, so get ready to enter the life of a primitive society.

    Radar laughed bitterly for a moment, then began to get ready to go out to the neighborhood kiosk to get food.

    Radar straightened up his attire, short sleeves and shorts, a belt buckled around his waist, and a fruit knife slipped into the middle of the belt, ensuring that Radar could always and easily pull it out for a kill.

    The tang knife was carried behind Radar's back by wrapping a strip of cloth around it, and after adjusting its position through a few knife-drawing motions, Radar tightened the cloth and tethered it thoroughly.

    Then there's the flashlight, which is an essential piece of equipment, now that the power is out and there's no light, it's essential for exploring some of the darker areas.

    Last but not least is a large pocket, a key item used by the radar to hold food and water.

    This outfit is all the weaponry Radar has at his disposal at the moment.

    Radar stood in front of the entrance hall, facing the closed security door, took a deep breath, and said to himself, A new day, and a new beginning, from the moment I step out of this door, I will be completely changed! End times, here I come!!!

    ps: express delivery show point lady signed, this week will be able to change the status, it should. Daily request collection recommendation.

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Chapter 10: Mutant Zombies

    Radar first hooked his back and looked through the cat's eye to see what was going on outside, and there was no one out there, including walkers.

    Then there was all that blood and water, Radar could only see a dark red from among the cat's eyes and couldn't tell if there was any more blood and water, so he simply opened the security door, crouched down to look at the floor, and pulled out the fruit knife from his waist to scrape at the floor.

    Radar realized that there were only traces of fruit knife scrapes and powder in this ground, liquid was not present at all.

    Radar had a satisfied smile on his face, it was summer after all and whatever liquid was there dried fast.

    After making sure that all this blood and water had dried up completely, Radar then took the first step with confidence.

    Bang!

    After gently closing the security door to his home, Radar tightened the equipment on his body, then carefully and slowly walked down the stairwell towards the first floor.

    Soon the radar arrived at the lobby on the first floor, and since it was virtually uncovered, once in the lobby it was insta-equivalent to being in the neighborhood atrium.

    Along the way Radar did not encounter a single zombie, it seems that yesterday Radar really killed all the zombies that could move inside the neighborhood.

    Keeping his fruit knife clutched in his hand, ready to go on the offensive, Radar tiptoed out of the hall and, after viewing the atrium, took flight and ran out of it, heading straight for the kiosk across the street from his flat.

    Sparing Radar such a high-profile run, it still didn't cause any commotion, and after Radar ran to the opposite corner and stopped, he was already breathing a bit heavily at the moment.

    After having the physical ability of the special forces, radar do so small amount of movement can still be short of breath is simply impossible, he is so performance or because his mood is too tense, resulting in the heart pacing speed is too fast, the oxygen supply is not able to keep up with some of the so can only be through the rapid respiration to replenish the oxygen content in the blood.

    Radar quickly calmed his nerves and pressed the backs of his hands against the wainscoting, his head peering back and forth to make sure there was no danger before Radar slowly moved in the direction of the kiosk.

    In fact, his current position was just a few meters away from the kiosk, but he was so cautious that these few meters froze and took him almost ten minutes to move.

    After ten minutes of dawdling, Radar finally entered the middle of the kiosk.

    The kiosk that was small and very tidy has now become cluttered, most of the items have disappeared, and the items scattered on the floor are nothing compared to what they used to be.

    Someone's been here!

    Radar's face paled, he could see the fact that someone had come in to pick up food from amongst the rummaged and vandalized kiosk, but he hadn't seen anyone go in there at all yesterday, he'd spent most of his time hanging out between the balcony and the security door, could it have been last night?

    Dare to come out at night to get food? If this man is not a man of capable boldness, he must be a foolish bold.

    Shaking his head, Radar threw the speculations out of his mind, what happened to the others was of no concern to him, he was after all still outdoors and in great danger, he had to pick up his things and go home immediately.

    Thinking of this, Radar then walked into the middle of the kiosk with a fruit knife in one hand and a pocket in the other, no matter what commodities he had under his feet, he put all of them inside his pocket, no matter if he liked it or not, it was all food! In the post-apocalyptic world, no matter what kind of food it was, it was a scarce resource.

    In addition to the food, Radar opened the refrigerator and ransacked all the drinks still left inside.

    In no time at all, the pockets Radar had brought with him were filled to the brim, and there was still a portion of the goods inside the kiosk.

    Radar narrowed his eyes, it looked like he was going to have to make a trip down later, he didn't want to give these leftovers away cheaply regardless of the shelf life of the food.

    Immediately after the thought, Radar lifted his pockets and walked out of the kiosk.

    And the moment Radar turned around, he didn't realize that there was a rotting hand sticking out from underneath the door of the commissary's restroom, and it was slowly moving.

    The moment Radar had just stepped out of the kiosk, the system in his head suddenly made a sound.

    Ding! Due to your improper shopping, taking store goods without paying money, a more egregious situation, you have gained 20 points of villainy.

    Radar froze for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face... 20 points of evil value... that was the equivalent of killing two people.

    Should I say that human life is really worthless in the Celestial Kingdom? Even robbing something is worth more than human life, huh?

    Radar sneered sarcastically in his mind and then left it all alone, he had a trip down after taking the bag back and would have to do this as soon as possible to get it done!

    Next Radar ran back home again according to the original line, after opening the security door, Radar basically didn't even enter the house, he directly dumped the inside of his pockets in front of the entrance hall, after emptying his pockets, Radar closed the security door, and then ran down again.

    Due to the limited capacity of that pocket in Radar's hand, he actually had a portion of the merchandise inside the kiosk that wasn't loaded after his second run.

    And this second time of taking items from the kiosk, Radar never got another prompt from the system, it seems that the system will only count the same bad thing that Radar did in a store once.

    Radar was also relieved when he figured it out, which was normal, if the system had this bug, then Radar could totally take one type of goods at a time, and then go back and forth in and out a few times, and he would be able to brush up on a lot of villainous values.

    After the second trip was completed, Radar started a third trip without tiring of it, he certainly wasn't going to get tired of this taking food and water, and the more he took the better his hopes of survival would be.

    The third trip, radar hook waist on the ground to continue to pick up the goods, suddenly, radar seems to hear a relatively subtle click sound, he stopped the action in his hands raised his head to look around, but found nothing, then he continued to hook waist to pick up things.

    Ka-ching!

    Another noise, Radar frowned and straightened up again to take a closer look, hearing a noise twice in a row, and it didn't sound like anything had fallen on the ground at all, which made Radar very concerned.

    Ka-ching!!!

    At this time, the same sound rang out again, but this time it was much louder than the last time, only to see that the toilet door of the kiosk, which was hidden in a corner, was suddenly destroyed, and a mass of black shadows ran out from it all at once, and then darted towards Radar.

    Such a fast reach Radar had never seen at all, Radar subconsciously dropped the pocket in his hand then pulled out a fruit knife and slashed forward.

    The black shadow's speed was so fast that before Radar's attack could reach him, he had already hit Radar's chest heavily, and Radar flew out of the kiosk at once as if he had been hit by a car.

    Thanks to the fact that Radar's physique was better now, if it was in the past, he would have fainted long ago when he was hit by such a heavy blow.

    Radar sat on the ground and covered his chest, and the real face of that black shadow he also saw clearly, only to see that it was a half-grown child, covered with festering skin, and the whitish eyes completely explained his identity, it was a zombie.

    But this walker looked like nothing Radar had ever seen before, especially since the kid walker hooked his waist, exposing his badly deformed legs.

    Those legs seemed to have undergone a mutation, becoming not at all wanting to be human legs, and Radar believed that the reason why this guy was so fast must be in those legs.

    Mutant zombies? It can't be that bad.

    The abnormality of this zombie in front of him gave Radar a not so good premonition, in just one day's time a zombie had mutated and evolved? If the number of such mutated zombies increased, what would be the survival of the human race?

    Just at this time, the mutant zombie violently ran towards Radar again, this time Radar was able to see clearly, this guy's moving speed is indeed fast, but it's just a few points faster than the average dog, as long as it's taken seriously it should be able to keep up with his speed.

    Radar took a loss just now it was just that he was caught off guard by the sudden change.

    Radar darted this time and pulled out the Tang Blade on his back, then slashed fiercely at the mutant zombie that was quickly pouncing over.

Chapter Eleven: Worth a Lot of Money

    This time Radar had made sufficient mental preparations, so this time he completely kept up with the pace of the mutant zombie's speed, and when the mutant zombie's pair of claws were about to slash in front of Radar, Radar's Tang Blade had already slashed into his body.

    Radar's current strength was almost two or three times as strong as before, and the added power on the Tang Blade cut this mutant zombie right over, the mutant zombie looked cut back several meters, with a badly deformed dent in its body.

    The face of Radar who should have been proud of chopping into the mutated zombie instantly became ugly, damn knife control! Radar cursed in his heart, if this knife was open, this zombie in front of him should have been cut by his own waist long ago, where else would this situation occur.

    Obviously, the mutant zombies that had not been restrained in their ability to move and had not had their heads blown off had not lost their fighting ability at all, and the dents that had been cut out of their bodies were so severe that for a normal person, they would certainly be too painful to walk, but for zombies that had no sense of pain, this was nothing at all.

    He once again attacked towards Radar, and Radar had to once again wield his Tang Blade and start circling around with the mutated zombie.

    Thanks to Radar having the passive skill of Blade Mastery, even if Radar didn't know any blade techniques, just based on his reflexes and his affinity for knives, he was barely able to cope with taking all of the attacks from the mutated zombies without being able to make a counterattack.

    But this is not a solution at all, although Radar's physical strength is now strong, but there will always be a time when it runs out, and the zombie in front of him looks really good energy.

    Radar all want to spit, you damn a good tart nothing not to jerk two, save so much energy for what! Dead **!

    Gotta think of a way to settle the fight as soon as possible!

    Radar raised his sword again to block the mutant zombie's attack, then raised his leg and kicked the mutant zombie out with a quick kick.

    Radar should be thankful that the mutated zombie in front of him was only enhanced in speed, his size and all was still a small child, and his strength was obviously a bit lower than even a normal adult's strength, so he was able to survive until now.

    Radar thought about it, among the weaponry he possessed right now, the only thing left that could cause fatal damage to this zombie in front of him was a zombification powder.

    Although the fruit knife was also a sharp weapon, but Radar even struggled to receive his attacks with the Tang Blade let alone the fruit knife.

    Radar still had one hundred and eighty points of villain value, and it was still more than enough to exchange a bottle of 70 villain value corpse transforming powder, but how to use this bottle of corpse transforming powder was a big problem.

    The speed of this mutant zombie in front of him was too fast, directly scattering it definitely wouldn't work, and he believed that if he scattered it like that, he definitely wouldn't even be able to scatter a shadow.

    Radar thought about it and suddenly a good idea came to him.

    If there was no way for him to actively get the corpse transforming powder onto the mutated zombie's body, how about letting him bump into it on his own?

    Thinking of this, Radar looked for the system to exchange a small bottle of 70 villainous value of the corpse transforming powder copied in his hands.

    The mutant zombie seemed to feel threatened from the vial in Radar's hand, and immediately became restless, and was slow to come forward to attack Radar.

    Radar froze when he saw it, was this guy's sixth sense that strong? Or had zombification reduced his sanity while his animal instincts had increased as a result?

    Regardless of that, since the guy was hesitant to come forward, Radar had to take advantage of the opportunity to make his own preparations.

    He opened the cap of the vial of Corpse Powder in his hand, and then spat a few more times towards his Tang Blade with force, and then sprinkled the Corpse Powder evenly on top of the Tang Blade.

    The powder instantly stuck to the spit, which in turn adhered to the tommy knife, which was a little more disgusting, but it wasn't a bad idea, was it?

    Only now that the other side had been afraid to come forward and attack, the radar's actions would have been useless.

    Radar didn't want the Corpse Transformation Powder he had redeemed for a bottle of 70 Evil Value to go to waste, he picked up the surrounding stuff and threw whatever it was at the other side.

    Mutant zombies face radar thrown over the thing dodging quickly, obviously radar has not been strengthened or exchange skills throwing techniques and strength is simply weak, really slag to the home, on the mutant zombie simply can not cause any damage.

    However, Radar did not expect throwing these things to hurt the mutant zombie in the first place, and he did so for the sole purpose of enraging this mutant zombie.

    If my guess is correct, necromorphization makes the zombie's sanity drop or sink away while strengthening their animal instincts, and irritability is one of the animal instincts, so as long as I provoke this zombie so that his anger towards me overrides his fear of danger, then there should be no problem.

    Radar's idea is very simple, as the saying goes, a rabbit will bite when it's in a hurry, which means that no matter what kind of animal it is, it has its own bottom line, not to mention a zombie that is even more lethal and has nothing but appetite in its mind.

    As expected, Radar's such action really enraged this mutant zombie, his anger gradually overpowered his fear of danger, and after dodging a small fragment of floor tile that Radar threw at him again, he immediately ran towards Radar, and he wanted to bite this human in front of him who challenged his authority!

    Piece by piece he would tear his skin and flesh from his body raw! Sniffing the smell of fishy blood and chewing on chunks of textured meat!

    In the eyes of a mutant zombie, radar is merely food!

    Looking at the mutated zombie that pounced over, a cold glint flashed in Radar's eyes, he had to take this opportunity to kill this zombie at once.

    The battle between him and the mutated zombie has been long enough, although the zombies in the neighborhood should have been killed, but it can not help that there are still zombies outside the neighborhood ah, and there is not a gate post to ensure that those zombies can not enter.

    You know that the neighborhood gate post is just a security booth plus a stop bar, not even an iron gate, stopping the shit out of it!

    If other zombies ran in before they could kill the mutated zombies, Radar would really be dead.

    Facing the mutant zombie that came at him, Radar quickly raised his sword to resist, the vaguely somewhat dried saliva stuck the corpse powder more firmly, and Radar didn't have to worry that the saliva that had been coated with the corpse powder would drip down from the Tang Blade, he had considered this before, so the saliva that was spat on the Tang Blade was limited, not to mention that it was now dried up a bit more.

    The zombie's fleshy claws directly grabbed at Radar's Tang Blade, and Radar directly raised his blade to meet it, this was the effect he wanted.

    The zombie's flesh claw had just touched the top of the Tang Blade, and the saliva that was covered in corpse-chemistry powder immediately made the most intimate contact with the flesh claw whose skin had already festered.

    The zombie powder very quickly invaded the body of the zombie, through the coagulated blood, and muscle fibers, the zombie powder was almost unstoppable, it was like the fastest infecting virus, and it quickly corroded the flesh claws of the mutated zombie.

    The mutant zombie saw that his meat claws were actually corroded off, and immediately let out a terrified roar, which was not very loud, but spread widely, Radar's face changed, and hurriedly and recklessly dropped the mutant zombie, and re-grabbed the pockets that he had thrown inside the store, and then ran towards his house.

    When the mutated zombie saw Radar running away, he immediately tried to chase after him, but at this moment, the corroded area had already spread to his shoulders, and not more than a few steps after he ran, his upper and lower body were completely separated due to corrosion.

    The corpse powder worked very quickly, and in a short while, his upper and lower body were corroded cleanly separately.

    And at this moment Radar, who had just run to the stairwell, also got a system alert.

    Ding! Because you killed the special human, you got 40 points of villain value.

    Special humans? Does that mean mutated zombies? Killing one can actually get 40 points of Evil Human Value, it's actually four times that of a normal zombie, it's really worth it.

    Radar thought as he ran up to the fifth floor, there was no way for him not to run, the roar of the mutated zombie just now must have attracted a lot of lost attention, maybe those guys were already breaking into the door guards at this