Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3845: The Cloaked Old Man
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
The strong and healthy started to take over.
That was because they could defend against zombies, find food, and could… Fight back.
The weak ended up as the bottom rug.
In the factory, most of the higher-ups were people with brains, experience, and skills and were top of the pyramid. They had high salaries and were treated well and respected by everyone.
These people were strong with their brains but weak and had no stamina or strength. Some of them turned into zombies when the apocalypse started, and the other part was fortunate to survive. But they were defenseless, so not to mention killing zombies, just searching for food and running ten meters was something that they found tiring.
Those ordinary people in charge of hard labor with little to no technical skill could rely on their strong bodies to find food. They could also kill zombies and obtain the crystals that could be used to spin the mysterious gachapon.
As long as they could get a potion, they would evolve.
Thus, those people who were high above in the past had fallen off their pedestals, and the ones that replaced them were the ordinary people whom they had trampled all over.
Food, water, cigarettes, wine, all sorts of resources, and even women were things that they got now.
Facing this sudden change, Le Dayuan and the others found it hard to adapt.
But that wasn’t important. During peacetime, the higher-ups would listen to your opinions and might make some fake changes. But now, whatever listening was nonsense. If you didn’t follow instructions, then you would scram. If you angered them, they would punch you at a minimum. At worst, it might lead to your death!
Sometimes Le Dayuan felt that he had returned to an era--- Era of slavery.
But it didn’t matter what he felt. The important thing was that others adapted to this world, and he didn’t.
A loud laughter spread from the end of the corridor. Le Dayuan could smell the fragrance of smoked chicken through all the shit and urine. This resulted in acid rising on his empty stomach, which caused
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