fictional doomsday

While Wu Xian was wandering around, he consciously issued instructions to check the status.

Life: 209/209

Spirit: 65/219

Power: 10.9

Agility: 10.9

Intelligence: 16.9

Stamina: 11.9

Experience: 20

Number of evolutions 7

He saw that his mental strength had recovered by 32 points at this time, and Wu Xian didn't know how long he had slept. He walked to the monitoring room and found that there was only one security guard inside watching the surveillance, and the other younger security guard was not there. Although Wu Xian was a little strange, he didn't ask more questions, and just said: "Brother, do you know from now on?" How many hours has passed since I took a break?”

The security guard looked at the time on the monitor, then turned on the playback function of the monitor. It played back until everyone pushed the cashier to the door to block the gap between the rolling shutter door. He calculated it and said, "It's been about two and a half hours." Bar!"

Wu Xian nodded, closed the door and left. Wu Xian was wandering in the supermarket, but he was thinking. He recovered 42 points of mental power in two and a half hours, and about 17 points of mental power in almost an hour. Based on this calculation, a normal person's sleep time is 8 hours. Or so, wouldn't it mean that you can only recover 136 points of mental power every day? It's a bit strange that he had full energy after waking up from a coma. If we really calculate it like this, then when the upper limit of mental power increases in the future, wouldn't it mean that even sleeping can't replenish mental power?

Maybe there was something he didn't know about the recovery of his mental power. It was now past seven o'clock in the evening, and Wu Xian planned to wait until twelve o'clock in the morning to see if his condition would change.

He was walking around the supermarket with water in his hand when he saw a cup in the daily necessities section with a gimped cloth bag on the packaging, and a cup with a gimped cloth bag displayed next to it. Wu Xian pulled open the zipped bag, and it turned out to be the same cup inside. He thought the zipped bag was used as a bonus as a sales gimmick.

He took the unopened cup and opened the box. In addition to the cup, there was a ziplock bag inside. Wu Xian took out the bag inside and put all the blood crystals he had put in his trouser pocket. It was very uncomfortable to put it in this bag, even if it was kept in his trouser pocket. He killed a lot of zombies during the day, and the blood crystals filled three trouser pockets.

Wu Xian took the bag and weighed it, and he still had some weight. He thought that tomorrow these blood crystals would become energy crystals. By then he would absorb those energy crystals, and he would be able to increase his attribute values. He didn't know that the energy crystals would absorb Are there any limits? Wu Xian tried to stuff the bag into his trouser pocket, but the trouser pocket was too small to fit in. Wu Xian thought about it and thought of the decorative tassel hanging on the back of his Tang Dao. Originally, this thing was useless.

So Wu Xian simply tore off the tassel, then took off the cloth bag that was wrapped around the cup, directly pulled out the rope used to tie the bag, and then passed it through the handle of the Tang Dao. Tie the drawstring bag on, replacing the original tassel position.

Wu Xian tied up the tied bag, took out the Tang Dao and waved it. When he found that the mouth of the bag would not open easily, he put the Tang Dao on his back again.

At this time, Wu Xian remembered that he had gone to the mall during the day to look for things for Zhong Qiyue. The clothes he was wearing were still the striped short-sleeved clothes he had brought from the old house. To be honest, he was still a little too old, a bit middle-aged. The smell of uncle, now that his mental strength has recovered a lot, even if he uses his ability, he can still use it at least three times.

The clothes he was wearing now were too sloppy, covered in dust and stained with blood from a lot of zombies. He was going to visit their university tomorrow, so he had to dress decently. He remembered that there seemed to be a men's clothing store next to the women's clothing stores on the second floor of the supermarket, and he planned to go there to find out if there were any suitable clothes.

Wu Xian used the remote control to open the main entrance of the supermarket, but he only opened it a little. People had to squat down to get through. Wu Xian used the special ability "Controller" after opening the door. They found that there were only one or two zombies near the door. Although they were alerted by the sound of the rolling shutter door, they had no target and just approached the supermarket.

Seeing that there was no danger, Wu Xian drew out his Tang Dao, crouched down and got out, then quickly swung the knife to kill the two zombies, took out the blood crystals and put them in a gauze bag, then touched them.

The whole mall was brightly lit, which surprised Wu Xian. He then thought about it. When the zombie virus broke out, even though it was night, the mall was still open, so the lights were not turned off. It was much more convenient for him at this time. No need to search for clothes in the dark.

Soon Wu Xian used his abilities to move from the first floor to the second floor of the shopping mall. Since the zombies on the second floor had been cleaned up by Wu Xian before, there were not many zombies on the second floor at this time, so Wu Xian was very nervous. Easily solved. He came to the men's clothing store. The store sold formal workplace attire such as suits and shirts. Wu Xian searched for a long time but couldn't find any clothes. Originally, he was looking for some loose T-shirts to wear. It's convenient for movement, but since I don't have it now, I can only make do with a larger shirt.

Wu Xian spent a long time picking from the clothes racks. It was almost autumn now, and there were no short-sleeved shirts in the store. Wu Xian could only find an L-size long-sleeved shirt and tried it on. He found that it was a little too big. The sleeves are also a bit long. Although the shoulders will not feel stretched when moving, the too long sleeves are a bit troublesome.

He changed to size M again and tried it on. Although there was a slight hindrance to the movement of his shoulders, it did not have any major impact. In addition, the sleeves were just the right length, so Wu Xian was too lazy to change. He originally wore size M, but now It doesn't have any big impact on wearing it, so I don't wear a larger size.

Wu Xian then picked out a few more pieces of the same size, and tried on a few more pairs of trousers. They were all quite comfortable, so he put on a pair. Fortunately, there were belts for sale in the store, so he picked a few more, and then I put it on and looked at the mirror in the store. It felt pretty good. All I needed was a pair of leather shoes that fit my feet.

Wu Xian took the shirt, trousers and suit jacket that he picked out. Since he had already taken them, he would not be stupid enough to just take the shirt and trousers. He must have taken a complete set. In case the weather turned cold, he could also Wear a coat.

Wu Xian walked out of the store and looked up the mall. He didn't know if there were any leather shoes selling there. Wu Xian decided to go up and have a look. Within the sensing range of his ability, the number of zombies on the third floor of the mall was not too many. , probably in his early twenties, Wu Xian came to the third floor of the shopping mall with the suit he just picked out in one hand and the Tang Dao in the other.

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