Chapter 3 God of Battle

After knowing that zombies would become stronger, Mandell was in a bad mood.

Then he predicted it several times in a row.

None of them had lived for more than 20 days.

There were several times that he didn't get any rewards even if his lifespan exceeded ten days.

It seemed that the reward system would only be given when he had lived for the first time.

For example, he had already obtained the reward of surviving for ten days. For his subsequent prediction, he would not receive any reward until the tenth day of survival.

Although Mandell got the new information, he was not in a good mood because he had predicted that he would be killed by the green-eyed mutation zombie several times.

No matter what kind of skill he chose and what choice he made, he would meet the green-eyed zombie. It would only take a few days at most.

"Wait... Will this mutated zombie specially come to me?"

Mandell thought about it a dozen times and had a terrible guess in his mind.

That was, the mutated zombie didn't move unconsciously.

It was very likely that its target was Mandell.

Otherwise, there was no reason for him to meet the prediction every time.

It was just like the second day when he met the search and rescue team, and the third day he would be attacked by zombies.

However, the difference between the two was that the latter had a fixed time, but the former did not.

"It seems that today's prediction can only end here."

Mandell was so tired that he lay on the bed.

Perhaps only after a new powerful skill appeared tomorrow could he fight against the mutated zombie.

Anyway, he couldn't survive 20 days as he expected today.

He decided to stop predicting and make use of the rest of his time.

The end of the world would come in ten days.

In addition to his skills, he had to work hard.

Otherwise, a growing skill like the "god of battle".

No matter how much he had obtained, it would be too late if he didn't hurry up to train now.

Mandell got up and did 1000 push-ups, 1000 pull-ups, 1000 deep squats.

After everything was done, in addition to the pain from his muscles, he had an unprecedented forthright feeling.

Before that, he had never thought that he could do so much exercise.

Now he was stunned by his amount of exercise.

Moreover, Mandell felt that this was not his limit.

But he was so hungry that he had to stop to look for food to replenish energy.

"Is this the power of the god of battle?"

Looking at his gradually solidified muscles, Mandell could not restrain the joy in his heart.

Then he took out all the food in the house and cooked it.

Half an hour later, Mandell frowned and looked at the messy table in front of him.

He had eaten up all the food, but he still felt hungry.

Maybe it was because he had exercised too much that his appetite doubled.

The food was enough for him to hold on for three days.

"Let's go out to buy food before coming back to exercise."

Mandell drove his jeep into Pawar to buy food. At the same time, he wanted to see what the citizens would do when they knew that the end of the world was coming.

He drove on the road and saw a lot of people riot. The government sent many soldiers and civil servants to comfort them.

However, some civil servants were killed by the rioters.

It could be seen how horrible the people were after the riot.

As Mandell went deep into Pawar, he saw more riots.

It could be said that the world was completely out of order.

Everyone took what they saw and would never leave anything that could be taken away.

Some of them even completely let themselves go and turned into killing demons to kill people in public.

Although Mandell did not intend to pay attention to these people, he did not escape in the end.

A man rushed to his car with a dagger and shouted, "Get off!"

His companions rushed towards Mandell as soon as they heard the voice.

Mandell frowned unhappily, "What do you want to do?"

The man who took a crazy smile and said, "Nothing. I just want to smash your car!"

"Madman!" Mandell took an iron bar and was about to drive the person who stopped the car away.

"Go to hell!" When the man saw Mandell get off the car, he immediately rushed up with a dagger.

Mandell had expected his crazy behavior, so he dodged easily.

Then, Mandell hit the back of the man's head again.

The terrifying impact made the man instantly lose consciousness and lie on the ground.

When the rioters around saw that Mandell was so fierce, they immediately targeted him.

Mandell shuttled through the crowd like a shadow.

No matter how the seven men waved their weapons, they couldn't hurt Mandell at all.

They had been fighting for three or four minutes, but they didn't even touch the corner of Mandell's clothes.

The skill of the "god of battle" was extremely powerful.

Mandell had only practiced for a few hours, but his speed was so amazing.

If it had been in the past, he might have been badly injured.

The seven realized that Mandell was not simple.

One of them took out his pistol and threatened him with a serious face.

Seeing this, Mandell stopped.

He was confident in his speed.

But he was not so arrogant as to dodge the bullet.

At least, he couldn't do it now. He had to exercise more days.

"Come on! Let's see who is faster, you or my bullet."

A ferocious smile appeared on the man's face as if he was enjoying the pleasure of controlling the life and death of others.

Mandell threw away the iron rod, raised his hands, and said helplessly, "Okay, I'm a coward. What do you want?"

"Are you afraid now? Didn't you be brave before?" The man slowly approached Mandell.

He stopped when he was about to knock down Mandell.

Mandell seized this opportunity and strode forward to grab the man's pistol. He hit the man more than ten meters away with his elbow.

This change made the people around stunned. They never thought that Mandell would be so fast that their companion didn't even have time to pull the trigger.

The six of them looked at Mandell who was playing with his pistol and didn't dare to move. Some of them even wanted to beg for mercy.

"Humph! A bullet is indeed faster seven steps away, but within seven steps, my speed is faster than a bullet!"

With a confident smile at the corners of his mouth, Mandell looked at everyone with contempt.

"God of battle" was not a top skill.

But after all, it was a skill of level A, only second to level S.

The power it brought to Mandell was beyond the imagination of a group of mortals.

"You scumbags can die now."

Before leaving, Mandell shot people who were his enemies.

The whole street was shocked by him. They could only watch him drive away.

No one was willing to be an enemy of a demon, who had killed seven people without blinking.