Apocalypse: System of lotteries

Chapter 240 A Purple-Eyed Centipede

Ming looked up at the sky, where thick dark clouds were rolling in from the horizon. It seemed like a thunderstorm was approaching. He glanced at the low-flying black bird that was helping the froglets complete their good deeds.

[Five-Star Black Swan]

[Weakness: Your range is not enough, wait for it to land...]

"Interesting~"

He looked at the sewer again, making sure there were no earthworms, and then continued to walk forward with the little bear. He planned to go to the central area of the partition first. As for the froglets scout team, he decided to let them do their thing.

[Your froglets brought the snail to the approaching zombie, telling it not to be afraid and assuring it that it wouldn't die... As the zombie got closer, Foodie knocked it away... Da Vinci told Foodie to be more gentle, as finding another one if it died would be very troublesome...]

[Foodie stated that he was quite skilled in saving and healing, and gently struck the zombie's lower leg. The zombie stumbled forward, tripping on a rock, and staggered several steps before slamming into a tree. It took a step back, fell backward, and its head hit a sharp stone... Its skull cracked, and the zombie died... Foodie looked at Da Vinci, "See, the experiment proves that a zombie's head is not as hard as a rock..."]

Ding~ Foodie killed an ordinary zombie, gaining 20 experience points and 14 gold coins.

"The snail is quite pitiful~" Ming sympathized with the snail for a second from afar, hoping that it could evolve as well, at least to extend its lifespan and abilities.

Eh? Upon thinking about it, it seemed like the froglets were actually helping the snail... Snail, you need to seize this rare opportunity for evolution!

[Your froglets looked up at the sky, waiting for another swan to fall. After waiting for a while, no swans fell... Foodie looked at Da Vinci, "Is it not working?"]

[Your Da Vinci told Foodie, "You have to believe in the truth of good frogs and good rewards. Maybe there are too many people doing good deeds at the same time, and there aren't enough swans to go around..." ]

[Your froglets looked at the snail, which had crawled a distance of 3 meters in 1 minute... Foodie looked at Da Vinci, "This guy is much faster than before..." Da Vinci told Foodie that the snail had grown...]

[Your Da Vinci hopped in front of the snail and told it, "We protect you, and you help us do good deeds. It's a win-win relationship. So, I want to take you home and solidify this hard-won partnership..."]

"Hehe." Ming and the little bear walked cautiously on the ruined streets, trying their best to avoid encountering zombies. Their primary goal now was to go to the central area of the partition and check out the boss's situation.

Although Ming knew that the survivors of this partition had managed to last until the fifth shared death by hiding, and those bosses wouldn't necessarily stay in the central area all the time, he still wanted to check it out to have some peace of mind.

After walking for a while, Ming saw that the streets had few zombies, just as he had expected. Only a few zombies were wandering around after passing four blocks. He guessed that most of them were probably hiding in the surrounding damaged shelters.

"Not good!" Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Suddenly, metal spikes shot out from the ground.

The little bear quickly hugged Ming, protecting him in its arms. Its seemingly clumsy body rolled backward continuously, escaping the range of the metal spikes.

A second later, Ming got away from the little bear and checked its body for injuries. Although he had been deep in thought earlier, dodging the spikes wouldn't have been an issue. What surprised him was that the little bear would instinctively protect him with its body, reacting quickly and fearlessly.

However, it made sense since the little bear had hundreds of agility points, making it hard for ordinary metal spikes to harm it.

"I'll treat you to swan tonight~"

Ming patted the little bear's head, then looked at the spikes protruding from the ground in front of them. The spikes were probably set up by the survivors in this partition to kill zombies, but he and the little bear had accidentally triggered them.

"If that's the case..." Ming surveyed the entire partition, realizing that not only were there zombies and mutated creatures here but also these hidden traps. They had to be cautious. If only they could see the spike trap cards set up by others, they could make another fortune.

Ming wished that [Hawkeye] could grow a little wiser and become more proactive. He checked the map and continued heading toward the central area of the partition.

[Your froglets hopped along a river, discovering that the water was smelly and even had corpses floating on the surface, giving off an even more unbearable stench... They saw a giant purple-eyed centipede blocking their path...]

[Your foodie hopped forward and croaked at the centipede... The centipede didn't react, just glanced at the small toad and sprayed a stream of venom... Foodie's fighting spirit flared, and it looked back at Da Vinci, "Don't stop me, I'm going to smash it..." Da Vinci stepped back, "Go ahead..."]

[Your foodie glared at the purple-eyed centipede... Then returned to Da Vinci's side, "Let's do some good deeds instead, killing will ruin our good fortune, and besides, I'm on a diet. Let's take a detour, it'll help burn more calories..." Just then, a swan landed in front of the purple-eyed centipede...]

"Purple-eyed? King-level?" Ming looked in the direction where the froglets were traveling but decided not to worry about them. They would run if they couldn't handle it, and foodie's speed was second only to his own.

[Your froglets and the giant centipede stared at the white swan that had landed between them... The centipede hissed and raised its body, spraying venom on the white swan... The swan was corroded, smoked, turned black, and finally turned into a puddle of black water...]

[Your froglets turned around, deciding to lose weight together...]

[Da Vinci told the foodie that the centipede would get its retribution... After your froglets walked away, they turned around, stood still, and activated their cursing hearts together toward the centipede...]

Crack! A thunderbolt tore through the dark clouds, and a thick, robust bolt of lightning struck down.

"Holy crap!" Ming was startled, "That retribution came way too fast, didn't it? Do my froglets have such mystical abilities now?"

After receiving the information, Ming continued searching and moving forward. He was still a little worried, so he sent the little bear to find two of the froglets. With its presence, its strength alone could make ordinary zombies submit.

That purple-eyed centipede was not a 5-star king-level creature, otherwise, it wouldn't have backed down so quickly. This showed that there seemed to be some natural suppression among mutated creatures, or perhaps they could clearly see each other's strengths.

"But, why is there a purple-eyed centipede here?"