Mountain Ghost Holds the Pen

April 4th.
The apocalypse descended, mountains and rivers shattered, and the human world turned into purgatory.
April 5th.
"Brother Wang Tao, before I die, I ask you for a favor, please take care of my wife..."
April 7th.
Wang Tao unexpectedly discovered that he could not only see the HP bars of living creatures but also that the creatures he killed would drop loot!
"Rest in peace, Big Brother. I will definitely take good care of your wife!"

Apocalypse: I Can See the HP Bar, Killing Monsters Drops Loot

"You're saying there's a problem here?"


Above the high skies, looking down at the snow slope beneath him, Wang Tao furrowed his brow.


Perhaps because he was too high up, he really couldn't discern anything wrong with it. But Golden Eagle suggested there was something off about this place, although exactly what was amiss, it couldn't quite articulate...


Golden Eagle implored Wang Tao to trust it, its year-round hunting honed its vision and sixth sense with precision.


"Alright, I trust you, let's go down then."


Wang Tao nodded his head and then prepared to have Golden Eagle descend.


However, just as Golden Eagle was about to land, a sudden bang sounded from afar.


Wang Tao immediately turned his head to look and saw an explosion occurring at a distant reservoir; some layers of ice were blown apart, exposing the zombies frozen inside!


Wang Tao had noticed those zombies frozen in the reservoir during his search earlier, but he hadn't bothered with them.


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