After eating most of the bread, Guo Xiaobei was in the mood to take a closer look at the other bread that was similar to the one in his hand. Sure enough, the description was different. It read "Sweet Bread."
Not bad. Glancing at the other rough - looking breads, he didn't understand why there were several different kinds. But he didn't pay much attention to the system prompts, anyway, as long as they were edible. He casually opened the other small gift packs. Apart from the blue ones that only contained clear water, there was also a light - yellow gift pack. There were the fewest of this color, only three in total. When he opened them, what appeared inside were actually several cards.
Guo Xiaobei stopped chewing and took out the cards to examine them carefully. Different patterns were printed on the cards. One card had a pistol printed on it, and the other two cards each had six bullets drawn on them.
Guo Xiaobei shook the cards up and down, wondering what they were for. To his surprise, the gun on one of the cards actually fell off and landed in his hand, feeling heavy.
This... was a pistol. God, this was too incredible. Just take me away!
Overwhelming waves of shock pressed down on Guo Xiaobei, making it hard for him to breathe. In this world, with this cheat device, he was going to defy all odds and become a god, right? But he was a zombie... Who knew if the intestines in his stomach were as rotten as those of the zombies he had hit on the road?
Thinking of this, Guo Xiaobei suddenly lost his appetite. He threw the bread in his hand back into the package and started to study the gun in his hand.
After carefully studying it and following the system prompts step by step to load the bullets and pull the safety catch. Although there were only twelve bullets, for the sake of caution, Guo Xiaobei decided to do a test shot first.
He raised the pistol, lowered the car window, and aimed slightly at the warning sign not far away. With a pull of the trigger, there was no reaction at all. At the same time, a system prompt sounded in his head.
Ding. The host's level is insufficient to use the pistol. You need to reach level five before you can use it. The host's current level is three.
After hearing the entire system prompt, Guo Xiaobei let out a heavy sigh. They gave him a gun but he couldn't use it. Was this some kind of joke?
But he was already at level three?
Guo Xiaobei opened the character attribute page. Sure enough, the original level one had changed to level three. No wonder he seemed to have heard some kind of prompt, but at that time he was busy driving and hitting zombies and didn't dare to be too distracted to listen. So he had leveled up.
Guo Xiaobei opened all the available modules one by one. Apart from the fact that many new missions had been added to the mission column, even the skill module had been unlocked. The green bar on the far - left was labeled "Stick Fighting," and the orange bar next to it was labeled "Driving." On the right, the blue bar already had a faint outline of a "Shooting" bar, but it wasn't very clear yet. Presumably, it meant that he hadn't fully unlocked it yet.
He silently asked the system in his mind and found out that the left - most one represented ancient martial arts, the middle one represented basic skills, and the right - most one represented mechanical skills. They corresponded to various martial arts and attack techniques, various social skills, and military - related skills respectively.
Guo Xiaobei looked up and down. Apart from these three, none of the other bars were lit up. So... he was originally just a loser who didn't know any skills, right?
Guo Xiaobei sighed dejectedly. Fortunately, he now had the opportunity to learn, and it was a crash course.
There were already quite a few brain cores in his package. Excluding the cracked ones, the intact ones had filled two grids. One grid had a default capacity of 99, and the other grid had a few scattered ones.
He didn't know what these things were used for. They just took up space. His current package was like the storage ring in a fantasy novel, able to hold all kinds of things. It was really a cheating tool. But there was also a downside. There were too few grids, and there were too many things he wanted to collect in the post - apocalyptic world. Seeing that one - third of the space was already packed full, Guo Xiaobei sighed.
He took out another brain core again. It was a finger - wide white semi - transparent object. Each one was roughly the same size and shape. He tapped it against the glass, and a crisp sound came out.
There were quite a lot of these things, but what were they used for?
Ding, system prompt...
The system prompt rang for a long time. Guo Xiaobei stared blankly at the brain core in his hand. It turned out that this thing could be used as survival points. As long as he chose to submit it, it could be absorbed by the system and exchanged for survival points. And survival points were the key to whether Guo Xiaobei's life could continue.
He was now a zombie. His way of survival was different from that of humans. But because he had an upgrade system, he was also different from ordinary zombies.
The zombies wandering around now were all mindless living dead, just following their instincts to look for food. He guessed that those roars were all shouting: "Hungry, hungry..."
But Guo Xiaobei was different. He still needed to eat human food. Without food, he would be hungry, but without survival points, he would die.
The so - called experience of the system allowed him to level up, but survival points could make the system upgrade.
Apart from the initial survival points that the system came with, the rest were all obtained by Guo Xiaobei through completing missions and killing zombies.
When the survival points reached the value required by the system, an upgrade would occur. Just after the first upgrade, the map system appeared and the skill column was unlocked. If the system continued to upgrade, the help it could bring to his survival in the post - apocalyptic world was imaginable.
However, the system also prompted that if the mission couldn't be completed, the survival points would be deducted. And when he reached level ten, apart from reaching the required experience, he also needed to complete an upgrade mission. But at present, he didn't know what that mission was.
Guo Xiaobei didn't hesitate. He flipped to the back mission column and accepted all the non - time - limited missions. Anyway, he had to fight his way through on this journey. By accepting all the missions, he wouldn't miss any of them.
He casually turned on the radio in the car. Unexpectedly, it actually worked. Guo Xiaobei tried changing a few channels. The broadcasts were all the same, asking all those who could receive the broadcast to head towards the city where the broadcast was coming from. There was a national shelter set up there. Guo Xiaobei identified the direction and drove towards the nearest L - city shelter.
The car hadn't driven more than twenty kilometers when it reached a gas station. From a distance, he saw a row of convoys in front.
Finally, he saw people.
Guo Xiaobei let out a long sigh of relief. Although strictly speaking, he could no longer be considered a human, seeing people still made him feel very cordial. It was the first time he had seen people after running around for almost half a day.
He parked the car by the roadside and ran over.
There were five vehicles in the front convoy, a jeep, two off - road vehicles, and surprisingly, two trucks. All of them were gas - guzzling vehicles. About ten people were filling up the vehicles one by one and at the same time filling their large plastic buckets they had brought.
Seeing Guo Xiaobei running over, everyone in the group looked at him with caution. Before he could get close, they stopped him.
"Big brother, several big brothers... I'm coming from the west side of the city. Are you all also going to the L - city shelter? Take me with you. I have my own car."
A burly man at the front walked over and sized Guo Xiaobei up and down, then shook his head. "You're too weak. Bringing you along will slow us down. With your thin arms and legs, you're not very useful."