The Dharma King carefully avoided the zombies and returned to the Underpass.
Unless Silver Bell herself appeared before him next time, he would never stick his nose into anyone else's business again.
His experience with Yan Yan had taught him not to meddle, but more importantly, it had taught him that those crazed humans were zombies.
They no longer counted as humans.
Those things never stopped trying to kill him. Whenever they saw him, they lunged at him. He wasn't going to put up with that.
The Dharma King instinctively wanted to grow stronger. He had been exhausted after killing just a dozen or so zombies. That wouldn't do.
The Dharma King turned his attention to the zombies.
The little mice had crystals inside their skulls. Would zombies have them too?
The Dharma King might not have been the first person to discover crystals, but he was definitely the first dog.
"Woof, woof."
The Dharma King deliberately approached a lone zombie. The moment it saw him, it lunged at him.
He could have ended its life right there, but he wanted somewhere secluded to investigate.
He led the zombie all the way to a deserted spot, then killed it with a bolt of lightning.
A zombie's skull was much harder than a little mouse's.
The Dharma King had no tools, and his claws at level one weren't particularly sharp. After an enormous struggle, he finally cracked its skull open.
He felt sick. Opening a zombie's skull was far bloodier than opening a mouse's.
Forcing himself to endure the discomfort, he found a crystal twice the size of a mouse's.
He rubbed the bloodstained crystal against the dirt, then swallowed it.
Sure enough, he grew stronger again.
The Dharma King's talent surpassed even that of future King Ranks like Mi Li