Doomsday: I'm in Kimchi Country, Professional Necromancer

The three-story villa is surrounded by a two-meter-high wall.

The location of the gate is simply piled with a pile of debris.

It can effectively resist the invasion of zombies.

"It can only be used temporarily."

Han Mu glanced at the junk piled up at the door.

With the evolution speed of these zombies, it is estimated that it will not take long for them to learn to use weapons.

Not to mention something as simple as climbing.

With a slight leap, he climbed over the barricade piled with debris.

Han Mu walked into the three-story villa.

The noisy voice seemed to press the pause button, and the living room was dead silent.

Han Mu glanced at the crowded survivors in the living room.

More than 20 people crowded into a living room.

With a glance, everyone's expressions can be seen.

fear, awe...

There was a hint of deep repulsion and disgust in the depths of his eyes.

His hero, my enemy bandit.

These sticks don't take him as their own, why did he take these Xiaoxiba seriously.

However, having said that, this is the attitude towards the savior.

It can only be said that it is Xiaoxihachi.

Han Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't need to be accustomed to these idiots with such an attitude.

If necessary, you can throw a few out as cannon fodder to attract zombies.

More than twenty survivors, men accounted for two-thirds of the number.

There are only six or seven women.

There were two young women in their thirties, and the remaining few were under twenty years old.

Leggings and hip skirts perfectly show off your sexy curves.

"People from the cold country really like leggings and hip-packed skirts."

Han Mu couldn't help but complain.

Seductive is true, aesthetic fatigue is also true.

In this regard, these Xiaoxiba simply have a morbid trend of following the trend.

In a popular TV series, the male protagonist is a pothead.

When you go out shopping, you will find that the whole street is full of pot covers.

The heroine is wearing a long black dress, and the women on the street are all black dresses.

Women don't need to choose when they go out shopping, anyway, there are definitely other stores in one store.

Han Mu glanced at the looks of several women, and was immediately dull.

Not ugly, but just average.

And there are knife marks on his face.

He doesn't hate plastic surgery.

But after the whole process, it's still so stubborn, how miserable it was before the whole process?

Can't stop talking at all.

"It's better to be a landlady."

The glamorous and mature landlady flashed in Han Mu's mind.

The landlady likes yoga and fitness. Although she is almost 30 years old, she is very young and knows a lot.

Although she is a young woman, she is no different from a twenty-year-old young man.

That beautiful young woman's face has a seductive aura.

It's just a ripe peach.

"No. 2, without my order, whoever dares to go up the stairs will be killed directly."

Han Mu patted Xiaobai No. 2 on the shoulder and entered the bedroom around the corner.

In the corner of the hall, the Mediterranean landlord clenched his fists and his eyes were red.

There was a hint of helplessness and resignation in his eyes of resentment.

He didn't dare to resist, and he didn't even dare to raise this thought.

If this man dies, how long can they live in this world full of zombies?

With the relationship of his wife, he can at least have a little more hope of living than others.

Although the wife is in deep conversation with others, she is at home at least.

He was also a little involved.

........

After a night of friendly conversation.

The relationship between Han Mu and the landlady is more tacit, and has reached the level of knowing what posture is with just one look.

Han Mu also knew the name of the landlady.

Kim Min Ji!

A very popular name in the cold country.

"Beauty Township is a hero's tomb, you can't indulge in women!"

There is no woman in the heart, and the sword is naturally God!

A woman will only affect the speed at which he draws the knife.

Han Mu took out a crystal nucleus from his pocket and threw it to Xiaobai who had been guarding the door all night.

The power to absorb five crystal nuclei is not Xiaobai's limit.

However, it takes time to digest the power within the core.

In one night, the power of the five crystal cores should be almost completely absorbed.

Xiaobai holds the crystal nucleus, and the fire of the soul boils and wraps the crystal nucleus.

Seeing this, Han Mu took out a handful of crystal cores.

Xiaobai refused to come and devoured all the crystal nuclei in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, ten crystal nuclei were swallowed up.

Seeing this, Han Mu wanted to continue digging out the crystal nucleus, but was attracted by the changes in Xiaobai.

The white bones flowed like liquid, connecting the bones together, forming a hideous bone armor on the body surface.

The bone knife in the right hand was extended, the joints turned into sharp bone spurs, and the left hand condensed a half-human-sized shield.

"This is, evolved?"

Seeing Xiaobai exuding a powerful aura, Han Mu was stunned.

If the previous Xiaobai was a soldier who had just entered the battlefield.

That has now become a battle-hardened warrior.

"Skull Warrior, that's a good name."

Han Mu patted Xiaobai on the shoulder with a look of satisfaction.

Although the starting point of the summoned creatures of the undead system is low, the upper limit of potential is extremely high.

I want to continue feeding the crystal nucleus, but unfortunately Xiaobai has reached the limit.

Han Mu smacking his lips sadly.

Just try again tomorrow.

Han Mu also called Xiaobai No.2.

Throwing a crystal nucleus, only absorbed seven or eight crystal nucleus No. 2 and successfully evolved.

Han Mu glanced at Xiaobai and No.2.

Although it is evolution.

But whether it is size or strength, it is obviously not the same grade.

"Does the potential of the undead have something to do with the sacrificed corpse?"

Han Mu was thoughtful.

If I knew earlier, I wouldn't need to summon the undead from Konishihachi's corpse.

Rubbish!

"There is another summoning slot, keep it for now."

Han Mu decided to hold on.

The pre-evolution skeleton soldiers can hang those zombies.

For the evolved elite skeleton warriors, killing a zombie is not as simple as slaughtering a chicken.

Leave a summoning spot, maybe it will be of use.

"You, you, you, the four of you go out with me."

Han Mu walked downstairs and ordered a few young and strong young men.

In addition to gaining experience this time, he has to collect enough supplies.

Twenty mouths, not much food and water, will starve to death sooner or later.

It doesn't matter how many Xiaoxiba die, but it's still useful for him to keep these guys.

He intends to build a survivor base.

Then there is no shortage of talents in various industries.

In addition to talents, there are also a lot of low-level coolies.

But in the last days there will be no shortage of anything, except no one.

As long as he can provide a sufficiently safe environment, some people treat him as dogs.

In the face of life and death, is dignity considered barren?

He just asked these people to call his wife over to practice yoga with him.

There are a lot of people who take the initiative to wash their wives, put on yoga pants and send them over.

After finishing the work, I have to ask him whether he is professional or not in yoga practice.

Xiaoxihachi and Xiaotian can't do anything else, they really have nothing to say.

The old ancestor followed Long Guo's ass as a younger brother, and he didn't learn anything else, but he learned the saying that the person who knows the current affairs is Junjie.

Of course, no matter where it is, there is always the kind of brain damage that can't see the form.