Black Tiger Village.
Several bandits dragged a wild boar into the village's kitchen. Wang Zong stood guard not far away, watching everything calmly.
On the first level, he lost to Wuming. According to the rules of the Tower of Death Babel, he now only had six lives left. These lives were very important, and he would not allow himself to lose to Wuming again.
The problem is the second level. His identity is a bandit in the Black Tiger Village, but he did not get the memory of this bandit, so he could only stand there and observe.
As a bandit, he obtained the talent of 'cold-blooded sharp knife'.
His hand speed when using a knife is faster than that of an ordinary person, and his speed will increase by 10% for every person he kills.
The only problem is that this talent has limitations. It must kill people to have the improvement effect. Killing ordinary animals cannot increase his speed.
God is about to destroy the world with a great flood.
Only by finding the key to open the door to seclusion can you escape to the third level.
This "God is about to come" made Wang Zong very uneasy. How long would it take? Would it be one day, two days, or even a year
In addition, Wuming's identity also made him a little anxious. He had already lost to Wuming once. According to the rules of this game, the strong will become stronger and stronger, and the weak will inevitably become weaker and weaker.
Wuming still retains the talent from the previous level and can turn back time, which is enough to make Wuming invincible.
However, this time reversal definitely has its limitations, so he must find a way to make Wuming die even if time goes back. Unfortunately, he did not bring the horse-reversing poison from the first floor, so he can only think of a solution here.
"Xiaowu, come and help!" At this time, a bandit came out from the side pushing a cart and greeted him.
Wang Zong immediately went over to help, and they pushed the cart out of the village. He asked curiously, "What's in the cart? It stinks."
"Hehe, you definitely don't want to know." The bandit said with a smile.
However, seeing Wang Zong's curiosity, he covered his nose and lifted a corner of the cart cover. After Wang Zong had a clear look, he immediately covered it again and said, "Our village chief is the most powerful demon in the area. If you work hard, you can get a drop of the village chief's blood next year and become a half-demon."
"Yes, I will do my best." Wang Zong nodded.
There were all kinds of strange corpses on the cart. Judging from the outlines of the corpses, they should be deformed monsters derived from human diseases, but their blood seemed to have been sucked dry.
Judging from the wounds on the necks of these corpses, Wang Zong guessed that the village chief was either a zombie or a vampire.
This is obviously an ancient oriental Chinese world, so the possibility of zombies is far greater than vampires, which means... has the power system of this world become alien
A drop of zombie blood can indeed turn a person into a zombie.
But the bandit pushing the cart said something like half-demon
Wang Zong and the bandit pushed the cart to a cliff. He watched the bodies on the cart fall under the cliff and thought to himself, "It seems that we need to investigate further and cannot jump to conclusions."
Then, he returned to the Black Tiger Village with the bandit.
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Woof woof!
Woof woof woof, woof!
A yellow dog at the edge of the village called out to Wuming. When a few children saw Wuming coming, they immediately put away the smiles on their faces and hid back in their own houses.