Global Game: I Have Portable Store-Chapter 400 - 394: Sword Attendant

At noon, Qu Zhaoyu and the others sat on the ground floor and rested, eating some biscuits.

Qiu Jing glanced at Su Changxing, who was lying on a chair on the second floor, resting with closed eyes, and said:

"He seems to do nothing, eats better than us, and has a high status."

Huang Keying also found it strange and said: "But he’s just a disabled person······"

Qu Zhaoyu immediately interrupted: "Don’t talk nonsense, if others hear it, it will be troublesome······ But I just heard Brother Long say that Boss Wu is the Extraordinary, he must not be simple either."

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The distance wasn’t far, Su Changxing naturally heard their discussion clearly, but didn’t care, only feeling lucky.

Out of ten people, only a few had strengthened, yet they survived till now, they must have found enough food when the apocalypse started, hiding at night, and doing activities during the day.

So, having good luck is also a huge advantage.

"Monk, I want to know what’s the meaning of chanting scriptures, you’ve been sitting there chanting all morning." Su Changxing turned to look at the monk who was still silently chanting beside him.

The monk opened his eyes and calmly said: "I also want to know why someone would sit on a chair and stare blankly all morning."

Ha, this monk seems to have become smarter.

Su Changxing sat up and lazily said: "My leg is disabled, is your leg also disabled?"

The monk thought for a moment and continued: "But you can run as fast as me."

Su Changxing said irritably: "So you’re comparing laziness with me?"

"······"

The monk didn’t speak and continued to chant silently.

Not long after, Wu Qingsheng returned with his men, his blade covered in black blood, and a few new faces who all shared a common trait, their faces had no spots.

"These are our new members, get to know them."

Huang Longhu pointed to the newcomers and said casually while assigning them tasks.

In the afternoon, just as Su Changxing was resting with closed eyes, he heard a roar from below, thinking zombies had broken in.

But upon looking, several people lay on the ground convulsing, their eyes scarlet, indistinguishable from zombies.

"They’ve completely zombified, drag them out and kill them."

Wu Qingsheng commanded coldly.

Soon, A Long led people to drag the zombifying ones out, mercilessly beheading them and disposing of their bodies.

The others watched with chills, especially those with "spots" on their bodies, imagining their own future.

The zombification speed is too fast, not to mention thirty days, even twenty days might be too long for them.

Death’s shadow covered everyone’s face.

Su Changxing stood up from the chair and stomped heavily on the floor, feeling more agile, almost regaining full sensation.

"Your leg is healed?"

The monk said in shock.

Su Changxing sensed it and smiled: "Almost, but not a big problem now, at least I’m no longer a cripple."

The monk found it unreasonable, yet reasonable, and teased: "I’ve never seen a cripple running swiftly."

Su Changxing waved his hand and criticized: "That’s discrimination against cripples, can’t they run swiftly?"

"Ha, then what’s the meaning of being a cripple."

The monk said seriously.

Su Changxing waved his hand and said: "Let’s go outside for a walk, aren’t you afraid your bones will rust staying here all the time?"

The monk murmured: "I’m here to accompany you?"

The zombies on the nearby streets appeared sparse, Wu Qingsheng and his team had cleared some, so at least no undead tide would form at night.

The monk followed Su Changxing to the street side, suddenly froze, looking dazed.

"What’s wrong?"

Su Changxing asked.

The monk snapped back and said: "I found that strange energy, it still exists······"

Su Changxing raised an eyebrow and said: "Hmm? Does that mean you have a problem?"

The monk blinked: "······"

Su Changxing asked curiously: "So, what’s your status now? You should have been parasitized by a doll before, causing your status to collapse."

The monk asked dumbly: "What now?"

Su Changxing thought for a moment and said: "When you feel something’s wrong, tell me, and let me kill you."

The monk thought about it and found it reasonable, pointed to his neck, and nodded: "Sure, when you think I’ve got problems, you can act directly."

He was very open about it, so open it seemed he was lying, but Su Changxing knew this person likely wouldn’t lie.

In an instant, a ghostly green scythe appeared in Su Changxing’s hand, with red lines moving on it.

The monk stared at the scythe and asked: "What is this? It feels like a person."

"It’s a person, a scythe, and a ghost."

Saying that, Su Changxing stepped forward, swung the scythe and sliced, like cutting tofu, a zombie was diagonally sliced into two at the shoulder.

The red lines flashed slightly.

[Sword Attendant: Grants a weapon the ability to grow, can gather traits through slaughter, and continually enhance those traits.

This ability has exclusivity, can only be applied to one weapon, and is semi-life-linked with the weapon.]

Tao Yi was severely injured due to Su Changxing’s near-death, consciousness shattered, and stayed in scythe form.

Su Changxing tried using the scythe to actively slaughter, devour the zombies’ broken souls to see if it could restore her.

The scythe’s sharpness reached an incomprehensible level, a light stroke left marks on the ground, and it was exceptionally lightweight, almost weightless.

Concentrating plus the scythe’s sharpness only consumed a small amount of Spiritual Power to form a three or four-meter range attack.

"weihuo, is there a way to attract the nearby zombies here?" Su Changxing turned and asked.

The monk paused and said: "There is, but it will form an undead tide, is that really okay?"

Su Changxing irritably said: "Don’t worry about it, just do it, and clearing the nearby zombies will give people more activity space."

The monk realized and said: "Oh, true."

Then, he began chanting the scriptures loudly, the sound traveled far, forming waves of sound.

Chaos roar came from afar.

In a short time, a large number of zombies surged towards them, zombies fell from surrounding buildings continuously, shattered on the ground.

Su Changxing slashed one by one, zombies fell like stalks of grass at his feet, neatly and cleanly, none could take a complete slash.