After a brief conversation, Derick decided to have Zelda lead a group of women to clear the zombie horde in the hospital.
This place would be their future gathering spot, so its safety needed to be ensured. Additionally, killing zombies with these highly loyal women would earn him points.
For those with a loyalty rating of 80 or above, killing zombies would earn them half the points, while those with a loyalty rating of 90 or above would receive full points.
Derick noticed that as his basic attributes improved, he required more points. His current basic attributes were as follows:
- Endurance: 52
- Speed: 48
- Attack: 55
This was the result of his efforts in clearing most of the zombies in the hospital these past few days. Previously, it would take 10 or 20 points to strengthen a attribute, but now it required 50 points. In other words, he needed to kill 50 zombies for each enhancement.
Estimating that he would need about a month to reach a three-dimensional score of 100 and evolve his abilities solely on his own, having subordinates to kill zombies with him would significantly reduce this process.
Derick's current physical fitness was already more than five times that of an ordinary person. With such a powerful physical fitness, his combat power far exceeded that of others. He was like a little superhero.
With a single punch, he could exert a force of over several thousand kilograms. Even without weapons, there was no zombie that could be his match. He could easily defeat dozens of zombies forming a horde.
Of course, such a powerful physical fitness resulted in a constant supply of stamina. It took considerable effort to make Derick climax with Lisa, the little girl. Sometimes, he reluctantly had to engage in threesomes with Zelda, who was extremely unwilling.
Because they had fought together and with Zelda's guidance these past few days, Lisa no longer disliked this woman as much.
"Go clean up the zombies. Some people need to stay behind at the gathering spot," Angelica volunteered to stay.
There were eight people in their group, with Zelda and Lisa leading the way, Derick guarding the rear, and the other women in the middle, all armed with various firearms and wearing bulletproof vests.
"Bang... Bang Bang!" Zelda's submachine gun spewed out tongues of fire, with precise shots hitting the zombies' heads. Every shot almost resulted in a headshot.
"Ah, what a waste..." Zelda watched these women's clumsy marksmanship and couldn't help but feel that it was a waste of bullets, even though she knew Derick had already emptied almost all the weapons from the police station.
Outside the emergency building, there were piles of zombie corpses, at least a few hundred of them. Inside the building, there were fewer zombies, and Zelda was leading her team to clear each floor, ensuring that there wasn't a single zombie left.
"Master, are you tired?" Lisa stuck closely to the man, affectionately standing by his side. She somehow produced a towel from somewhere and wiped his non-existent sweat.
Zelda rolled her eyes. These two people didn't seem like they were here to clear zombies at all. It felt like they were on a vacation and didn't take the zombies seriously.
However, Zelda had witnessed Derick's strength herself. When they cleared another building of zombies yesterday, she saw with her own eyes how he effortlessly decapitated three zombies with a single swing of his long-handled sword. It seemed as simple as cutting onions.
Perhaps because of that, Zelda found herself starting to admire this powerful man. His cold appearance, ruthless personality, and extraordinary skills ignited a spark of attraction within the young woman, who had always been dismissive of men.
Zelda had always been a violent woman, and that hadn't changed as she grew up. She always looked down on those weak little puppies, even knocking down many of her teammates during fights. Over time, she began to look down on ordinary men as well.
However, ever since being forcefully conquered by Derick, she found herself developing feelings for him. Even the cold and aloof demeanor that she had disliked before now seemed cool in her eyes.
The kind of man she desired was always like this, not a lapdog who followed behind her. She needed a dominant, assertive man with great strength, and Derick happened to be just that.
"Ah!"
As they walked out of the emergency building, a scream came from the corner of a nearby wall. From beneath the surrounding decorative bushes, they saw a half-naked woman covered in blood running out in disarray.
With disheveled hair, her face still exuded a lingering charm despite not being young, but it was now filled with uncontrollable fear. She mindlessly shouted random words. Her snow-white body was stained with dark purplish-black blood, creating a striking visual contrast.
However, contrary to her well-maintained skin and figure, this woman's stamina was obviously lacking. Coupled with extreme fright, she stumbled and fell after running just a few steps.
As she struggled to get up, two zombies chasing her caught up and restrained her. Then, accompanied by her wailing screams, her flesh was torn apart, and her warm innards became a delicious meal for the two zombies.
There were quite a few survivors in the hospital, but most of the capable ones had escaped in the past few days. After all, the hospital didn't have much food unless it was brought in from outside.
The remaining survivors, due to various reasons, hid in various corners of the building, too afraid to go out or search for food. They only fled in fear when the zombies approached.
During this gruesome scene, Derick's heart remained unaffected, but the women around him stepped back in disgust. They raised their guns, ready to shoot, but Derick stopped them.
After calmly surveying the surroundings, Derick suddenly darted forward. In the blink of an eye, he silently approached the two zombies that were feeding from behind.
With a flash of his blade, one zombie's head was severed, spraying a large amount of foul-smelling black blood from its neck.
The other zombie sensed something was wrong. It stood up with a piece of intestine still in its mouth and reached out its hands with sharp nails to attack Derick.
By that time, Derick had already sheathed his blade. He slightly dodged the attacking zombie's claws, and with the tip of his knife, he stabbed directly into the zombie's temple. With a splattering sound, the zombie, with its brain pierced, collapsed to the ground.
Zelda watched as the man swiftly dispatched the zombies, one after another, displaying a heroic and awe-inspiring figure. Her gaze sparkled, and for the first time, she felt his dominance and an air of superiority.
Her heart pounded a few times, and her body inexplicably grew warm. She couldn't help but recall the man's wild and unrestrained actions on her body.
Her face blushed slightly, and she lowered her head thankfully that no one noticed her expression.
"Ah... Master is so handsome~ I really like him~ Mmm~" Lisa, on the other hand, had fewer reservations. She excitedly exclaimed, almost jumping onto her master.
"[Ding...] Zelda's loyalty has reached 80. Congratulations, host, for achieving the achievement of having five women with a loyalty level exceeding 80. Ability sharing function is now activated," the system's prompt sounded.
Derick turned around curiously, wondering what the woman was thinking. Her loyalty suddenly reached 80, but that was good too. It wasn't in vain that he had put in so much effort.
Once loyalty reaches 80 or above, it generally won't decrease unless something significant happens, such as Derick throwing Zelda into a group of zombies.