Anti-theft, ten minutes is normal
There are six levels, each one leading to the next level.
How powerful is the third level? Zhang Hao has not reached it, so he doesn't know.
However, as a second-level intermediate, Zhang Hao knew the gap between himself and the first-level. It was like an adult fighting with a child. No matter how strong the child was, he could not cause any harm to the adult.
Zhang Hao thought, perhaps the gap between the third level and the second level was also the same.
In fact, Zhang Hao still underestimated the power of the third level.
The road to heaven is just one step away.
Just like a river, the first level is a stream, the second level is a lake, and the third level is a turbulent river.
This gap is more than just the relationship between adults and children. It is simply a duel between a disabled person and a boxer. The change of being promoted to the third level can be regarded as another transformation of life.
Perhaps it can be said that level one and level two are strong people, and level three is a superman.
Zhang Hao had no way of knowing this, perhaps he would only know it when he was promoted to the third level.
The only thing he knew now was that he couldn't beat the old man in front of him who was in his twilight years and still had a bit of a brain problem. If he couldn't beat one, then three? Maybe he couldn't beat them either.
Zhang Hao shook his head and threw away the unnecessary thoughts. He said, "I am a dual-element mutant, a lightning element and a beast tamer. I have no bad intentions in hiding these, I just don't want to attract your attention."
The old man nodded calmly, obviously telling Zhang Hao that he had known it for a long time.
Zhang Hao was stunned. He saw that the peaceful old man in front of him could never be compared with the top leader of Longchang. The loss was short-lived. Zhang Hao continued, "I have no reason to refute that I killed the superpowers on the street. If they want to kill me, I certainly can't just sit there and wait for death. If necessary, I can compensate you."
Having said that, Zhang Hao tore open his clothes and took out a cloth bag containing all his belongings.
The old man smiled and said, "I don't want the crystal core."
Zhang Hao asked back: "What do you want?"
The old man smiled, raised his arm and pointed at Zhang Hao. The joints of his fingers were horribly visible beneath the skin, like a pair of bony hands reaching out from the underworld.
"We need your skills, your little guys, and you to fight for Longchang."
Zhang Hao was horrified when he heard this answer. If he wanted to stay, he would have chosen a safe place to live easily. Why would he come here? Of course, Zhang Hao couldn't stay in Longchang. At this moment, he forgot the terrible strength of the old man in front of him. He raised his head and said stubbornly: "What if I refuse?"
The skinny old man looked unhappy and said in a cold voice, "Die."
Zhang Hao widened his eyes and said nothing more.
The old man also realized that his words were a bit too harsh. He thought for a few seconds and said, "It won't take long. I think, at most about a month."
Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows, looked at the old man and asked, "Why? Longchang is full of talented people. One more person is not enough, and one less person is not enough. What can I do in a month?"
The old man said gently, "I can do a lot. A lot."
Zhang Hao was silent.
The old man looked out the window, as if he saw a very far place. His voice gradually became a little hoarse: "Not far away, death is approaching Longchang. It is roughly estimated that there are 200,000 zombies, of which the number of evolved zombies has exceeded 1,000. This is a huge force, so big that Longchang may be massacred and destroyed."
Zhang Hao suddenly woke up, looked at the figure in front of him, and said quickly: "Two hundred thousand zombies? Thousands of evolved zombies?!"
The old man lowered his head and sighed. It was hard to tell whether it was a cough or sadness. With this sigh, his body, which was as thin as a skeleton, suddenly slackened. "Yes, no one can know the exact number. Two hundred thousand zombies would break even the hands and feet of ordinary zombies, not to mention that there are so many evolved zombies among them! So I need strength, lots and lots of it, even if he is only at the beginner level."
Zhang Hao smiled bitterly, he could never have imagined that a city that was just taking a short break would be targeted by the god of death. It was not that he had no confidence, but the number of two hundred thousand was too terrifying, enough to make people despair.
"If you don't agree to stay, you will die. If you agree to stay, you will also die. Is there any difference?"
The old man sighed, "Of course there is a difference. If you don't agree, you will die now, but if you agree, you may live for another month. Where is the energy of the young people? Even if there is only a 10% chance of survival, you don't intend to try?"
Hearing this, Zhang Hao felt a little nervous, thinking that he could not escape this fate. However, it was not worth it to agree so easily. Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said, "I agree, but I need enough crystal cores to practice and prepare for the battle against the zombies."
The old man replied: "Okay."
"If the zombies are coming, I hope I can be there every time a battle is discussed. I don't want to be the scapegoat."
"good."
"I want to move to a new place. I think the villa next door is good."
"good."
"I need a weapon. Fighting with bare hands is too disadvantageous."
"good."
Zhang Hao gave several reasons in a row, and the old man readily agreed. At this point, Zhang Hao knew that he had no way out. He said angrily: "Okay, I agree to fight against the zombies together."
Hearing Zhang Hao's answer, the old man's eyes became softer, and he slowly said: "Now you will enjoy all the treatment of the commander of the third battalion in the city, and you can also read various confidential documents. I can even agree that you don't need to obey anyone's orders, including mine. But please remember one thing, don't run away in a real battle, otherwise I will really kill you."
Although the old man's tone was as warm as a spring breeze, the content was as cold as ice, making people shudder. Zhang Hao knew that this confused old man was not confused at this time.
So he nodded, agreeing, but also having no choice.
The old man seemed to be able to sense his uneasiness and hidden fear at the moment. He looked at him with a compassionate look, sighed softly, then raised his right hand with difficulty and stretched it into the air, with light shining between his fingers.
Zhang Hao only felt that he was truly blending into the spring breeze at this moment. The body that had been injured by Hao Xiong before was slowly recovering. The pain in his chest was gone, his arms were no longer numb, and even Duan Hong's body, which was as limp as mud, was gradually becoming stronger.
Feeling the subtle changes in his body, Zhang Hao murmured to himself: "Is this the power of the third level?"
The old man smiled slightly: "No, this is my strength."
There was no more words between the two after that. When Zhang Hao felt that his strength had fully recovered, he thanked the old man and walked out of the room supporting the unconscious Duan Hong.
Outside the house, Li Shiyun and Zhao Huanyu were still standing hand in hand. When seeing Zhang Hao coming out, Li Shiyun's eyebrows didn't even twitch at all, because she knew he would be fine, and even if something happened, it had nothing to do with her.