Chapter 38 Basic Marksmanship, everyone rest in place!

Time passed quietly amidst the bloody slaughter.

In the corridor, the pungent stench of blood mixed with the smell of sweat was nauseating.

Su Meier had already retreated from the front line for the third time.

A few spots of dried blood stained her fair cheeks, and her chest heaved violently from tension and exertion.

"Landlord, I... I collected another two hundred and forty-six."

She traded all the copper coins in her backpack to Su Ze, her voice trembling slightly with exhaustion.

This meant that in the time just now,

this group of girls, driven into a corner, had actually managed to smash over a hundred zombies to death!

Su Ze looked at his personal panel, which showed a cumulative total of over one thousand two hundred copper coins, but his face remained expressionless.

He looked up.

The battle situation was no longer optimistic.

The speed and force with which the girls were throwing had visibly diminished.

Their movements were no longer swift, and their arms were so sore and weak they felt as if they were filled with lead.

The tide of corpses, which had been suppressed five meters away, was now inching forward bit by bit.

Five meters... four meters... three and a half meters...

The defensive line was being compressed!

"Hold on! Everyone, hold on!"

Liu Yuanfang's voice was completely hoarse. With bloodshot eyes, she roared with all her might, trying to boost morale.

But this time, it had little effect.

A person's spirit and Stamina ultimately have limits.

"I can't... I... I have no strength left..."

One girl cried out. The piece of iron she threw landed weakly among the zombies, failing to make even a splash.

Her breakdown was like a fuse.

"Wuwuwu... there are too many... we can't kill them all!"

"They're coming again! What do we do! What do we do!"

Despair spread rapidly like a plague.

They had personally killed nearly six hundred monsters, a feat that should have been a source of pride.

But looking up, the surging tide of corpses ahead didn't seem to have decreased much at all.

There were still nearly two hundred zombies roaring and charging frantically!

The tiny bit of confidence they had just built with blood and fire was crushed in the face of the endless tide of corpses and their Stamina reaching its limit.

"Boss Su Ze!"

Liu Yuanfang finally couldn't hold on anymore. She turned back and, with a desperate voice tinged with tears,

called for help from the man who had been sitting calmly the entire time.

"We... we're about to lose our hold!"

In Su Ze's arms, Su Meier's body also tensed up from nervousness.

She could clearly feel that the muscles in the man's thighs beneath her remained as steady as a rock.

Hearing Liu Yuanfang's cry for help, Su Ze finally moved.

He knew that the value of this group of girls had been squeezed to the limit.

If he pushed them further and the defensive line collapsed, resulting in casualties, it would be a loss of his future copper coins.

With a thought, he opened the Survival Mall.

His gaze locked directly onto the skill book priced at three hundred copper coins.

[Skill Book: Primary Marksmanship (Excellent): Price 300 copper coins]

Without the slightest hesitation, he clicked purchase.

[Ding! You have spent 300 copper coins to purchase Skill Book: Primary Marksmanship (Excellent) *1!]

[Use immediately?]

"Use."

Su Ze muttered in his heart.

In the next instant, the skill book in his hand transformed into a green light that surged into the space between his eyebrows.

A complex yet pure stream of information instantly exploded in his mind!

Grip positions, power techniques, thrusting, parrying, sweeping, hacking...

Countless ways to use the spear felt as if they weren't being instilled, but rather awakened, merging instinctively with his body.

It was as if he were a martial artist who had practiced spear techniques for years; every movement was already honed to perfection.

"Get up."

Su Ze spoke two words flatly to Su Meier, who was still in his arms and hadn't reacted yet.

Su Meier jerked, hurriedly got off his lap, and stepped aside.

Su Ze stood up slowly and stretched his neck, letting out a series of crisp bone-cracking sounds.

Just as he stood up,

the seemingly ordinary sneakers on his feet suddenly flashed with a faint, imperceptible light.

That was the Excellent-quality item he had just obtained through the Treasure Gathering bond—swift boots!

[swift boots]

[Type: Footwear]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Level: 1]

[Speed: 12]

[Durability: 100/100]

[Trait: Swift Stride (Chance to trigger the Swift Stride effect when moving in a straight line, increasing speed by 8% for 3s)]

[Dismantle: Can obtain Fabric *10, Elastic Leather *3;]

[Upgrade: Cannot be upgraded / Obtain higher-level footwear blueprints;]

[Description: Makes you a faster man.]

He moved.

He only took one step forward.

Yet his whole body was like an arrow released from a bow, his figure leaving an afterimage in place,

instantly bypassing the group of stunned girls and arriving at the very front of the defensive line!

"So... so fast!"

The girls only felt a blur before their eyes, and the man was already standing in front of them, their mouths hanging open in shock.

However, what shocked them even more was yet to come!

Su Ze reached out with his right hand and gripped the empty air.

A long, cold-glinting weapon appeared out of thin air in his hand!

Long spear - edge!

Facing the surging tide of corpses less than two meters away,

Su Ze showed no fear, and his expression didn't even change.

He gripped the spear with both hands, lowered his waist, and the muscles in his arms bulged slightly.

The rotting, stinking faces of the front-row zombies rapidly enlarged in the girls' pupils.

Yellow-black claws almost touched the edge of Su Ze's clothes, and a nauseating stench hit him in the face.

The girls behind him had their hearts in their throats, each instinctively holding their breath, not daring to make a sound...

In the next moment, the long spear moved!

There was no world-shaking momentum, nor any flashy techniques.

There was only a horizontal sweep of extreme speed, extreme precision, and extreme ruthlessness!

Swoosh—!

The air seemed to be torn apart!

The sharp spearhead traced a perfect arc of death in mid-air,

sweeping across the necks of the five or six zombies in the front row with absolute precision!

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

A series of dull sounds of a sharp blade cutting into rotten flesh rang out in quick succession.

Immediately after, a scene that all the girls would never forget appeared.

The five or six zombies that were lunging forward froze simultaneously.

Then, their ugly, rotting heads were snapped off as if by an invisible giant hand, rolling to the ground.

The headless bodies charged forward two more steps due to inertia before crashing down and turning into points of light.

The entire corridor instantly fell silent.

All the noise came to an abrupt halt.

Only the heavy breathing of the girls and their own drum-like heartbeats remained.

They were all stunned, staring blankly at this miraculous scene,

then at the back of the man standing at the front like a towering mountain with his spear, their minds completely blank.

One strike... and he killed five or six?

Is this... his true strength?

Su Ze ignored the shock behind him.

With a flick of his wrist, all the foul blood on the spear was shaken off, and the spearhead reflected a cold, grim light under the dim lamps.

Facing more zombies rushing toward him, he didn't take it seriously and turned his head slightly.

In an extremely flat tone, he spoke to the group of dumbstruck girls behind him.

"What are you standing around for?"

"Su Meier, pick up all the copper coins on the ground. Everyone else..."

"Rest on the spot."