Xiaomi had always been fairly mature and disliked doing anything without confidence in success. On this rare occasion of cutting loose, Xiaomi grew thoroughly excited and darted all over the zombie swarm.
Fat Brother followed behind, cursing nonstop. If he had known, he would have sent Stone along instead. He had only just fought his damn way over when Xiaomi darted off to the other side again.
When he chased over there, Xiaomi went back...
If Xiaomi had not already gotten into the zone, Fat Brother would certainly have shouted a few choice curses.
Xiaomi rushed straight into a ring of advanced zombies at top speed.
Special abilities flew out one after another, again and again...
Then, suddenly, something clicked.
Light Burst Bombs ignited in both hands at once, splitting off and shooting outward in every direction with Xiaomi at the center.
The zombies surrounding Xiaomi began smoking under this attack, then all collapsed to the ground.
Xiaomi tested it out. The Light Burst Bombs that could previously only be released one at a time could now be released six at once.
Level seven had been reached.
Meanwhile, Peiqi had gotten busy too.
Where there was war, there were casualties.
The Healing Team had only two light ability users. They were responsible for clearing the zombie poison from the wounded, then transferring them to the beds in Peiqi's area.
Some had not been infected with zombie poison and had only been injured by various nature abilities striking them from a distance. They were sent straight to Peiqi.
In just three or four hours, Peiqi felt that her healing count had exceeded what she normally managed in an entire year.
Yet she still could not sense the threshold of level seven, which left her feeling a little irritated. Had she known,