Who killed Yao Jinghan?

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a Supply Card [a pack of Barbecue Seasoning]."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a Supply Card [a Power Bank with 50% charge]."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a Bronze-level item [Eye of Investigation]."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a Supply Card [Delicious Krabby Patty]."

As soon as Lin Zhiluo approached the zombie corpse.

A flood of notifications rang in his ears.

He was instantly left in a state of bewilderment.

He hadn't even managed to hear clearly what he had actually obtained.

"No way, this Auto-Pickup is convenient, but this notification sound is just ridiculous," Lin Zhiluo complained.

"Ding, apologies, this system did not consider the host's feelings. Optimizing the Auto-Pickup cheat for the host now."

"Ding, Auto-Pickup has been optimized. From now on, it will only broadcast the equipment and items obtained by the host."

"Ding, Supply Cards will be automatically organized into various categories and stored in the host's Storage Space."

"Not bad, that's very thoughtful," Lin Zhiluo said with a pleasant surprise after hearing this.

He checked his Storage Space.

He discovered that the Supply Cards had indeed been organized into several neat stacks.

The stack on the far left was food.

There were also water supplies, tools, junk items...

The categorization was detailed and incredibly thoughtful.

Next time, Lin Zhiluo wouldn't need to search for items through a thick pile of cards.

Aside from the [Eye of Investigation], there was nothing else special among the supplies just picked up by the Auto-Pickup.

Without paying much more attention, Lin Zhiluo walked out of the Tennis Hall.

He checked the time; it was already 12:00 PM.

Oh no, he had miscalculated.

He had originally planned to just go to the third floor to open a Silver Chest.

He hadn't expected to encounter a Zombie Cat, which had delayed him quite a bit.

There was no time left now for a leisurely lunch.

He needed to head toward the Li Family Manor immediately.

This time, he wouldn't even need to provoke the hundreds of zombies on the first floor.

Because...

Lin Zhiluo opened the window in the hallway directly.

Then, he leaped out.

Logically speaking, jumping from the second floor of the gymnasium was extremely dangerous for Lin Zhiluo.

Because the second floor of the gymnasium was built higher than a standard floor, it was at least ten meters above the ground outside.

It was equivalent to him jumping down from a height of over ten meters.

Even with his current physical attributes, it would be difficult to pull off.

Not to mention the massive noise of hitting the ground would attract countless zombies.

However, don't forget Lin Zhiluo's "Temporary Mid-air Suspension."

Outside the window, Lin Zhiluo was plummeting toward the ground at high speed.

The White Wing Cloak behind him snapped loudly in the wind.

Just as his handsome face was about to make contact with the ground, Lin Zhiluo activated "Temporary Mid-air Suspension."

His rapidly falling body slowed down instantly.

He performed a 180-degree mid-air flip and landed steadily on his feet.

Lin Zhiluo put his Hidden Mask back on.

Although he didn't activate the effect to hide his information.

But in this early stage of the apocalypse where not everyone checked attributes, it was a great way to conceal his identity.

Li Family Manor.

In the magnificent living room, Li Haobo lay on a woman's lap, while another woman was giving him a full-body massage.

"Why haven't they returned yet? Are they all just freeloaders? They've been searching for two people for an entire morning?"

Li Haobo had been flirting with a woman one second, only to slap her across the face the next, followed by a furious roar.

The Silver-haired Butler standing to the side stepped forward and spoke, "Young Master, the Hunting Mercenary Group only headed to Modu University at seven this morning. There are numerous zombies within the university and the situation is complex, so naturally, it is quite difficult to search."

"Damn it, zombies again! I am sick to death of these zombies!" Li Haobo said indignantly.

"What kind of ridiculous setting is this? I'm the one killing the zombies, so why can't I gain any experience!" He then pointed at the sky and cursed loudly.

As it turned out, upon hearing that leveling up in the Doomsday Game could increase his attributes, Li Haobo had been quite tempted.

His own body was already a bit frail, so wouldn't this be a great way to boost his stats?

He had his subordinates beat the zombies until they were half-dead, then he would step in to finish them off.

As a result, he had to kill ten zombies just to gain a single point of experience.

Not only did he fail to level up, but he had also nearly wrecked his own weak body in the process.

Li Haobo did not know that this was a special mechanism of the Doomsday Game.

It was designed to prevent high-level players from helping low-level players grind for levels.

The acquisition of experience was entirely dependent on how much contribution you personally made toward the kill.

Trying to cut corners or steal kill rewards by landing the final blow was quite difficult.

Just as Li Haobo was flying into a rage, the door to the villa's grand hall was pushed open.

A man dressed in black tactical gear walked in, carrying a large black bag.

The bag looked quite heavy, and one could even smell a faint scent of blood as he approached.

"Uncle Rong, you're back. How did it go? Did you find that little bitch and that orphan?" Li Haobo hurriedly asked the man in black.

"Young Master, the woman has been found, but the man is gone." The man in black dropped the bag onto the floor and said in a flat tone.

Upon hearing that Yao Jinghan had been found, Li Haobo's eyes lit up.

However, his expression changed when he heard that Lin Zhiluo had not been found.

"Found her? Where is she? Tell her to crawl over here and see me! How dare she try to hide from me!" Li Haobo said with a gloomy face.

"She's right here." The man in black pointed to the bag he had just dropped.

"In there?" Li Haobo asked, not understanding.

"Following the information provided by you, Young Master, we found a roommate of hers who was still alive in her dormitory."

"Her roommate said that when the woman left, she mentioned, 'How unlucky, I still have to go to the abandoned warehouse behind the sports field.' So, we swept the entire abandoned warehouse and finally found her corpse inside a large barrel, along with a blood-stained piece of men's clothing." The man in black explained.

Li Haobo did not answer; he stepped forward and unzipped the bag.

A thick, pungent smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

Seeing the mangled, shattered corpse inside, along with the series of patterns carved into Yao Jinghan's blood-covered face and her eyes, which were wide open in terror, Li Haobo couldn't hold it back.

"Ugh." He vomited directly onto the bag.

He had always considered himself quite skilled at torturing people.

To him, killing and tormenting others were simple, easy tasks.

But faced with a scene of such sickening torture, even he couldn't handle it!

The yellowish vomit landed directly on Yao Jinghan's head, giving her a "facial wash."

The two women behind Li Haobo were so terrified by the sight that they fainted on the spot.

The man in black spoke with a calm expression.

"Based on the wounds covering her body, the slashes on her neck, and her shattered frame, it can be determined that she suffered extremely brutal torture before death."

"The injuries were all located on the areas of the body where pain receptors are most sensitive, even including the acupuncture points emphasized in Dragon Kingdom culture. Even a professionally trained assassin could not achieve such precision."

"With every thrust of the blade, it seems a unique, high-frequency vibration was used. This method of attack shreds the surrounding muscle tissue into mush. This level of extreme torture is something even 'Death Spirit,' the world's number one assassin I once worked with, could not match."

"Unimaginable methods of torture, terrifying blade techniques, and an intense, deep-seated hatred for this woman."

"So, Young Master, do you know who actually killed this woman?"

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