There was bad news and good news.
The bad news was that Zombies had evolved to level four. The gap between level three and level four was huge, and survivors who had yet to reach level four would have a rough time.
The good news was that some Zombies could no longer evolve after reaching level four.
Chen Luo gathered the members and announced,
"Starting today, everyone must turn in three level-four crystals every week. You can absorb any extras yourselves or turn them in for points."
Crystals would still be provided in unlimited quantities, but they would be the enormous stockpile of level-three crystals he had accumulated earlier. Chen Luo had never counted them-there were too many to count-but there were at least three hundred thousand.
Anyone who wanted level-four crystals would have to go out and fight for them.
The members felt weighed down, especially those still stuck at level three.
Chen Luo would not send them out to fight Zombies empty-handed. They were his people, after all. He began handing out turtle-shell shields.
Chen Luo had killed 862 sea turtles.
For now, the shields were distributed free of charge, with two shields for each ten-person squad.
The Flesh users could carry the shields and tank the damage while the Elemental System users attacked from behind. There was no need for everyone to have one.
There were more than enough shields.
Each turtle shell was heavy, weighing seventy or eighty jin, but to a level-four Esper Ability User, it was little more than a toy.
Anyone who wanted one permanently could buy it for a hundred points. Chen Luo did not charge much. They were his own people, after all.
The shields came in different grades, too. A tiny number could withstand repeated attacks from level-five Esper Ability