Chapter 76: Highest Constitution
Chapter 76: Highest Constitution
Yang Yitian and the others looked in horror at the scene unfolding before them.
The skeletons started running?
Instead of zombies, a bunch of skeletons appeared.
But Li Yahong and the others showed joy on their faces as they saw the approaching skeletons.
"Brother Yang, stop staring and run!" someone suddenly shouted.
He turned around to see that his follower had already run a considerable distance.
Yang Yitian immediately reacted, turned, and started to run.
As soon as he stepped forward, he stumbled over his pants and almost fell. He quickly steadied himself and continued running, holding up his pants.
While running, he shouted, "Cao, wait for me, those people can be bait, we still have time."
But when he glanced back, he saw that the skeletal monsters had directly bypassed Li Yahong and the others.
As if they had locked onto their prey, they headed straight toward them.
"Cao~! What the hell is this?"
Yang Yitian cursed and quickened his pace, still holding up his pants.
But how could a human's speed compare to that of the skeletal hounds? The distance between them quickly shrank to less than five meters.
Gritting his teeth, Yang Yitian cursed at the fleeing follower, then opened the safety and pulled the trigger as he turned back.
Bang bang bang~!
The sound of gunshots echoed.
Bullets whizzed through the hollow skeletons, hitting the ground.
This was his first time using a gun.
Also, while a handgun could intimidate survivors, it had no deterrent effect on zombies and skeletons if it didn't hit.
Splat~!
The first skeletal hound pounced on him, knocking him to the ground, followed by the other skeletal hounds, which began to tear at his body.
After biting a few times, they continued to chase the remaining fleeing individuals.
Soon, painful wails echoed from afar.
.........
At the rear, Wu Heng arrived with the skeletal squad.
Seeing the few people who were tied up, he ordered, "Untie them."
A few skeletons with basic souls stepped forward and cut the ropes.
The people regained their freedom.
"Thank you!" Li Yahong sighed in relief, straightening her clothes.
The others also thanked him and carefully stood aside.
"How did you encounter them?" Wu Heng glanced into the distance.
"We were collecting gasoline here when they suddenly rushed out. They had guns, and we couldn't do anything," Li Yahong said, her face showing some discomfort.
If Wu Heng hadn't arrived in time, their fate would have been grim.
But it certainly wouldn't have been good.
"Do you know that man?" Wu Heng continued to ask.
"When I used to run my shop, he came to get his car repaired. He's a local thug," Li Yahong replied.
"Hmm!" Wu Heng nodded and didn't ask further.
It's been some time since the apocalypse began.
Some people banded together to overcome difficulties, while others indulged their inner darkness.
It's not really surprising.
Soon, the skeletal hounds returned, dragging bloody corpses.
The people were definitely dead, with only one hand remaining, still gripping a handgun, bloodied.
Wu Heng glanced at the people beside him and said, "I'll keep watch. Go get the gas, and then we'll leave."
Li Yahong nodded and led the group to the vehicles ahead with gas drums.
They began siphoning gasoline from the tanks.
Wu Heng ordered the skeletons to drag the man's body aside and then cast 【Speak with Dead】.
The corpse suddenly sat up, its gaze fixed in this direction.
"Where did you get the handgun and the anti-stab vest?"
"We killed two zombies and took them from their bodies."
"There were only two sets?"
"Yes!"
"Aside from those who came with you, were there any others?" Wu Heng continued to ask.
"No."
With nothing more to ask, Wu Heng dispersed the necromancy.
The corpse collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Wu Heng picked up the handgun and said to the side, "Take off the clothes."
Sword One and Sword Two stepped forward and stripped the anti-stab vest from the body.
Last time, when I scavenged the Security Bureau, I didn't see this kind of vest.
Either I missed it, or it wasn't in the area I searched.
Shortly after, the remaining skeletal hounds returned, dragging the rest of the corpses.
Wu Heng took off the second anti-stab vest and retrieved another handgun.
He waited in place for a while.
Li Yahong and the others returned with the gas drums. It didn't seem like they needed much time.
They placed the gas drums on the cart and started heading back the way they came.
Wu Heng said, "I'll give you this anti-stab vest."
"Thank you!" Li Yahong expressed her gratitude.
"Tomorrow, you'll come with me. We'll go to the gas station to get more gas."
Li Yahong nodded, "Okay!"
At the intersection, they parted ways.
.........
Back at the neighborhood.
Wu Heng took out two Tier 1 corpse cores and all the antidote potions.
He took out one, disinfected it with alcohol, and swallowed it directly.
【Strength +1, Agility +1.】
Hmm?
The sharp pain from before didn't happen this time.
The lines on his arm weren't as severe as the previous times.
They appeared and then slowly faded.
It felt like his improved constitution made the Tier 1 corpse core's effects on his body weaker.
You could also understand it as his resistance growing stronger.
The virus's effect had weakened.
After thinking for a moment, he still decided to drink the potion, just in case.
After all, this was just his own guess.
He sat down to rest for a while, then swallowed the second Tier 1 corpse core.
【Strength +1.】
"Only one point? The effect is also decreasing?"
A Tier 1 corpse core usually increases attributes by at least two points; this second one only added one.
Have my attributes reached a certain value, causing the corpse core's effects to diminish?
He drank another antidote potion.
Immediately, he checked his attribute panel.
【Name: Wu Heng】
【Class: Necromancer】
【Level: 5 (272/14000)】
【Attributes: Strength 22, Agility 22, Constitution 25, Intelligence 18, Perception 10, Charisma 13.】
【Proficiencies: Spear Specialization (Beginner), Arcane Training.】
【Skills: Raise Skeleton, Acid Splash, Grease Spell, Dancing Lights, Ray of Enfeeblement, Preserve Corpse, Speak with Dead.】
It seems like it really is related to the values.
Strength, Agility, and Constitution have all reached above 20.
And the corpse core's effects and toxin impacts are starting to weaken.
Normally, Constitution determines resistance to various harmful toxins.
Now that my Constitution is at 25, my body is beginning to resist the toxins from Tier 1 corpse cores.
"This is pushing me to kill Tier 2 zombies!"
Wu Heng muttered, turning his attention back to his attributes.
My development path seems to have gone off course.
A perfectly good mage, yet Intelligence is ranked fourth.
Instead, Constitution is the highest.
Among the current magic schools, there's definitely no such thing as a tank mage.
"No, my strength still lies in necromancy. I need to focus more on my spells."
Wu Heng spoke softly to himself.
.........
Red-Faced Mermaid Tavern.
Benny carried a tray of drinks and served the beer to the customers' table.
Just as she turned to leave, she overheard a conversation.
"Did you hear? The West City warehouse district was raided by an Adventurer's Squad and the Guards. The place was lit up like a bonfire, quite a commotion. No idea who they were after," a burly, bearded man said as he took a swig of beer.
"That place is just a bunch of warehouses for a few factories, probably chasing down thieves!"
"No way, they wouldn't deploy so many people for that," another person at the table argued.
At that moment, a man in leather armor sitting at the next table turned around and said, "I know something about it."
"Tell us then."
The man glanced around at the curious faces and chuckled, "A few kids went missing in the Crowded District. The guards couldn't find them, so the mothers went to a member of an Adventurer's Squad. That night, they raided the warehouse, and the next day, the guards returned the kids."
"Really? They'd actually do something like that?"
"Why would I lie? Everyone in the Crowded District knows about it now."
Holding her tray, Benny glanced back at the group talking, a hint of surprise in her eyes.