Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 142 I'm Knocking on the Head in the Apocalypse (The End)

Two years have passed, and Qingmo has led her zombie army to occupy H City. Basically, you can't see a single living person in H City.

There really aren't any lone wolves going it alone these days.

Almost every city has zombies, and almost everyone has either joined various bases or formed factions.

It doesn't matter. Humanity will eventually be replaced, and only the victors will have the right to write the final chapter.

Qingmo has accumulated enough strength. She has no interest in peaceful coexistence with others. Peaceful coexistence is only because she is not strong enough. Once she is strong enough, she can turn against them in an instant.

Everyone knows that high-level zombies have taken over H City, but they can't break in at all. Everyone who comes to investigate disappears without a trace, and no one can escape.

When a city is completely overrun by zombies, it loses its value. Losing its value means it has to be abandoned, and that's when humanitarianism comes into play.

Bombs? Shells? Sorry, they want to give up completely and ask Qingmo if that's allowed.

This was the empire she had built; how could she not make any preparations? She directly enveloped the city with an array. Those other methods? Useless.

Despite various methods and casualties, the situation in H City remained unresolved, and the major bases gradually shifted their focus elsewhere.

You can't guard against thieves for a thousand days if you're a thief for a thousand days. Qingmo isn't the kind of person with a good temper.

Before anyone could react, Qingmo led her zombie army to besiege the cities and bases one by one.

She is a kind person and doesn't necessarily want to kill everyone. If she slaughtered the whole world, wouldn't that be so boring?

She didn't control them; she assimilated them all.

Since everyone is a zombie, no one should look down on anyone else. When only zombies remain in the world, then zombies will rule the world, and a new type of human will emerge, right?

Furthermore, advanced zombies also possess intelligence. Basically, zombies of level four and above have developed intelligence and no longer simply know how to kill people and eat their flesh.

Zombies at level seven and above are no different from ordinary people; their appearance is basically normal, and they can speak human language.

However, her skin remained deathly pale, achieving what the beautiful women wanted: skin as white as snow.

And so, the more they fought, the more they realized that there were more and more zombies, and they couldn't kill them all, they simply couldn't kill them all.

These unethical creatures have even started assimilation; the advanced zombies behind them are truly intelligent.

Qingmo: Hehe, you flatter me. Anyway, she only ordered people to bite.

She retrieves the crystal cores of her fallen subordinates and rewards the army with those who are accidentally killed—she never loses out.

The world is so big, and it's not exactly difficult to lead a zombie army to assimilate the entire world, but it's not easy either, after all, it's quite a physically demanding task.

Even if they weren't eaten, nobody wants to be a mindless zombie. What can they do? Fight back desperately!

The zombie army outnumbered the survivors by several times, making it an overwhelming victory, until they met the male and female protagonists.

It has to be said that the male and female protagonists are quite lucky; they went from level five to level six in a short time. This shows that they become stronger when they encounter stronger opponents, and their leveling speed is very fast.

As countless zombies surrounded Hope Base, Ling Fan and Luo Yao stood on the base's city wall, gazing at Qing Mo from afar.

Sixteen zombies, each over 1.9 meters tall, steadily carried a golden throne, holding it high.

Qingmo sat lazily on it, covered with a thick blanket, which was exceptionally comfortable.

Amidst the swarming, dark mass of zombies, Qingmo's throne was undeniably eye-catching; that's the kind of prestige we wanted.

Netizen: This guy really succeeded in showing off!

Luo Yao and her companion frowned deeply. They felt they had never encountered such troublesome zombies before, and the level of danger was 100%.

The two held hands tightly, looked at each other, their eyes filled with affection and reluctance to part.

I've heard that this zombie king is quite strange; he likes to turn people into zombies.

The two of them were already level six ability users. Even if they turned into zombies, they wouldn't be afraid. They were level six high-level zombies and wouldn't become bloodthirsty monsters.

However, once they become zombies, they forget their past lives and will no longer remember the people or things from their previous lives. This is why the two are reluctant to part.

They are not afraid of strangers, but they are afraid of forgetting each other.

Clear foam: ...

Dude, you've come up with all this in such a short time? Did you even ask for my opinion?

It would definitely be difficult for these subordinates to take down the male and female leads. Qingmo didn't want to waste time either. "I'm an eighth-level master, why are you playing house with me?" she said, and directly took down the two of them.

Without the male and female leads, the other minor characters are insignificant. Hopefully, the base will soon cease to exist.

What puzzled Ling Fan and Luo Yao was that Qingmo had neither assimilated them nor killed them.

Qingmo: What are you thinking? Assimilating the male and female leads, what if something goes wrong? We don't even know who the zombie king will be.

Killing is not an option for now; our luck hasn't been exhausted yet, and if the world restarts, all our work will have been for nothing.

Let them cut off their limbs and keep them alive, give each of them a jar, and let them conquer the world together.

Don't say she's not considerate. Since they love each other so much, she certainly can't separate them; the jars are placed side by side.

It's not that she's malicious, but she doesn't give people a quick death and insists on torturing them. Isn't that just wasting her luck? She becomes useless, and her luck naturally drops the fastest.

Once she felt their luck had almost run out, she killed them and buried them together, so that they could be considered lovers finally united. She happily accepted the two level-six crystal cores.

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As base after base crumbled, after several years, the world was reduced to a single sound: zombies, their howls echoing everywhere.

As Qingmo followed the zombie army, she arrived at various places, collecting things wherever she went, since the zombies had no use for them.

I have to say, I've made a small fortune again, hehehe...

Zombies will starve to death if they don't eat, but they only eat living things. There was nothing Qingmo could do but provide them with some chickens, ducks, fish, and other meats for them to raise themselves.

Low-level zombies lack intelligence and are bound to be disobedient. They can't wait for animals to grow up and want to eat them. But that's okay, there are high-level zombies to keep them in check.

If they don't obey, even zombies will get beaten up. Even if they aren't afraid of pain, zombies still have their pride, okay? How can he face his fellow zombies?

If they still don't listen, then we'll dig out their heads! Qingmo really loves disobedient children.

Now when I go out, all I hear is "Aww...?" (Have you eaten yet?)

"Aww...!" (He ate a fish.)

How wonderful! You won't have to learn Mandarin anymore, and Mom won't force you to learn a foreign language anymore. The whole world only speaks one language, and everyone just says "ooh ooh ooh..."

What a depraved person! Such depraved words…

Zombies cannot reproduce, so you could say they are dead, or you could say they are still alive. Under normal circumstances, with their energy replenished, they can live for about 100 years.

The longer you live, the higher your zombie level becomes. Of course, very few can reach level nine; it's not something you can achieve simply by living longer.

Once you reach level nine, even zombies will have ambitions. A zombie who doesn't want to be the zombie king isn't a good zombie.

At this point, Qingmo's iron rod can happily tap his head again.

No zombie dies in vain.

Regardless of whether the death was natural or not, Qingmo issued an order that the crystal core of each one must be dug out and handed over.

Each crystal nucleus is non-renewable and should not be wasted.

Based on Qingmo's age, she can outlive 90% of the zombies. As for the remaining 10%, she'll have to make do and knock some holes in her head herself, hoping to achieve species extinction a hundred years from now.

She stored all the crystal cores in her spatial storage, though she didn't know what they were for. But hoarding was the right thing to do; she had come to the apocalypse to stock up on supplies.

Congratulations to her, she wiped out humanity and the zombies.

Everything will start anew, the world will be reshuffled, and I believe that many years from now, new species will emerge in this world.

This is the law of nature, and also the self-circulation of the Way of Heaven.

Heavenly Dao: Don't talk nonsense. What kind of cycle is this? If you don't cause trouble, humanity will naturally evolve into the interstellar world.

Now look what's happened, not a single hair remains. All those years of hard work have been wiped out overnight, and now we have to start all over again from scratch.

Qingmo: Is it my fault? You mean it's my fault? Waaaaah…

"Ding, congratulations on completing the mission. We will take you away from this world immediately."

"Ding, area score settled: 1000, balance..."

Sigh! Back in the system space, Qingmo let out a heavy sigh. In the end, she had wasted one.

She's dead, what will happen to her skull? Her crystal core!!!

There's no solution. She can't just smash her own head. She has to die of old age. She's destined not to get her own crystal core. What a pity…

The pinnacle of fusion.

"Xiao Wu, let's start the next task."