Chapter 7: Nursing Home

Late at night.

Monsters also need rest, and a sufficient amount of meat allows them to feast. At this time, apart from some nocturnal insects and tireless zombies still lingering on the streets, most of the monsters have already fallen asleep.

A rare opportunity.

In the dark of night, the most common enemies are zombies. These tireless flesh servants, despite having their bellies filled with food, still attack any living being.

At this moment, groups of zombies roam the streets. Their hollow eyes show no emotion, and although they possess great strength, their movements are extremely slow. A normal person on a wide open ground could easily outpace them.

"Splut!"

The sound of a blade cutting through flesh.

In his hand, Chen Feng holds a boning knife he obtained from a convenience store. He did not summon any lesser demons, but instead, he traverses the streets alone, using some of the zombies as practice targets.

Neck, head.

Zombies are walking corpses, and ordinary attacks are ineffective against them. Only after their heads and necks are destroyed will they truly die.

Chen Feng's reaction is astonishing. After living in the post-apocalyptic world for so many years, his reflexes have already surpassed the ordinary. As he passes through the zombies, with just a flick of his wrist, the head of a zombie is thrown high into the air.

Rotten blood gushes out in large amounts.

"Woo, woo..."

Not far away, a female zombie spots Chen Feng. She is a pregnant woman, wearing a loose dress that is now soaked in blood. The fatal wound is in her abdomen, where the unborn child has been devoured by the zombie, leaving only half of a small head embedded in the woman's belly.

Infected.

Zombies possess the ability to spread the zombie virus. After being bitten by them, a person will undergo mutation in about three hours, becoming a creature devoid of pain and intelligence.

This pregnant woman not only endured the suffering of being devoured by a zombie, but also turned into one after death...

A cursed corpse.

"Thud!"

Moving forward.

These zombies pose no threat to Chen Feng.

They are just some cannon fodder.

As humans gradually become familiar with this apocalyptic storm, some scholars have classified the levels of power: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Legendary, Epic, and Mythical.

Six levels.

Creatures like lesser demons are at the Bronze level, while these scraps on the roadside are just some cannon fodder. They have not completed their evolution, with simple minds and well-developed limbs, existing mainly out of the instinct to feed.

This world is full of crises. Only by surpassing the Gold level and entering the fourth realm, the Legendary, can one truly control power. At that point, whether joining the army or forming one's own force, they will be valued and sought after.

As for Bronze, it's just the beginning. Compared to ordinary zombies and insects, creatures at the Bronze level have larger bodies, stronger attack power, and may even possess elemental powers such as controlling water, fire, or lightning.

Of course, humans are the same.

Just like the summoner Chen Feng has become, he is currently only at the Bronze level, with extremely limited mental power. With his current strength, he can only summon two summoning beasts at a time.

After advancing to the Silver level, the number of summoning beasts doubles, allowing him to summon four at a time.

By this calculation, if Chen Feng can advance to the Mythical level, he could summon twelve summoning beasts at once, and at that time, his mental power would be like an ocean, even allowing the summoning beasts to exist permanently.

Mythical?

Chen Feng sneered. In his previous life, he was only at the Gold level until the moment of his death. Mythical was too distant for him.

Of course, things are different now. In his previous life, it took Chen Feng a long time to familiarize himself with his abilities, taking many detours. Even the initial summoning beast was just a cannon fodder-level worm. But now, it's different. In the early days of the apocalypse, he summoned a lesser demon, which was many times stronger than a worm.

Moreover, his mind is filled with a lot of experience and treasure troves. Even if he doesn't swallow them all, just obtaining a few treasures or opportunities from them would easily allow Chen Feng to step into the Legendary level, and even pursue higher realms.

But that's a story for another time. For Chen Feng, the most important thing now is to survive, to survive well.

............

Nursing home.

Moonlight spills from the sky, lacking the warmth of the past and instead carrying a hint of desolation.

The moonlight shines on the ground, and the soil takes on a dark blue hue. The air is filled with a thick fog, greatly obstructing visibility and making the entire nursing home appear like a haunted house.

Seven days.

Chen Feng needs a place to hide. This nursing home is in a remote location and has been abandoned for a long time, making it a relatively secluded stronghold.

The long period of abandonment has made it lonely and cool. In a place devoid of human presence, the likelihood of monsters visiting is greatly reduced.

Compared to hospitals, residential areas, and schools, which are heavily affected, the conditions here may be more challenging, but they can avoid many troubles.

Today is just the first day. The people running on the streets have satisfied the monsters' need for food. Tomorrow morning, when the monsters lacking food smell the scent, they will break into the homes of survivors. The sturdy gates will not be able to stop the monsters' destruction, and at that time, human casualties will gradually increase.

Survival of the fittest.

Some children and the elderly will become high-risk groups for death.

In seven days, conservatively estimated, over a million people in City J have died untimely deaths, most of them missing, with no trace of their bones even after death.

Under the cover of night, Chen Feng cautiously approaches the nursing home.

Caution equals a longer life.

Chen Feng's figure gradually blends into the darkness. He holds a boning knife, his expression indifferent, and his eyes scanning the surroundings like a hawk.

Before moving in, he needs to carry out some simple clearing actions...