Consistent with the information feedback from the system, compared to physical attribute fruits which focused on specific attributes, crystals were relatively balanced.
But none of that mattered; what mattered was that his physical attributes had finally broken through.
Vikram exhaled a long breath, a smile imdiately curving his lips.
Although zombie crystals still had an upper limit for increasing physical attributes, this was enough for him to raise his attributes by more than ten points again.
Not to ntion the existence of Mutated Zombies among these zombies; perhaps even higher-grade crystals would appear.
Thinking this, Vikram looked at the ugly Pus Sac Zombie, his eyes filled with eagerness for a mont.
"Let’s open these ordinary zombies first."
Suppressing his excitent, Vikram didn’t imdiately move to the Pus Sac Zombie but instead turned to break open the remaining ordinary zombies one by one.
However, the drop rate of these zombie crystals made Vikram, who was originally overjoyed, sigh.
Out of seven ordinary zombies, he only found crystals on two of them.
The first one was pure dumb luck, a one-shot drop; the actual drop rate was even lower than he imagined.
"Well, there are so many zombies outside; if you could easily get crystals, reaching the upper limit would be too easy," Vikram could only console himself with this thought.
At the sa ti, he crushed this crystal again without hesitation, thereby increasing his physical attributes.
Finally, it was the last zombie, whose quality was close to Epic-level.
Vikram took a deep breath, and with hope, he swung his saber forcefully towards its chest.
Even though this zombie had been dead for a long ti, Vikram still felt imnse resistance when he slashed at its chest.
But that didn’t stop him from continuing to chop.
"What the...?"
Whether it was luck or because he hadn’t found any crystals from five consecutive zombies and triggered a guaranteed drop.
After several slashes, Vikram, as expected, found the crystal within its body.
He held a greenish-purple crystal in his hand.
[Zombie Crystal: Purple, Mutated Zombie Crystal. Usage grants 2 to each of the four dinsional physical attributes. A maximum of ten crystals can be used.]
Without further ado, Vikram imdiately crushed it, and his physical attributes changed again.
[Host: Vikram. Strength: 49 2 Speed: 52 2 Stamina: 50 2 Reaction: 53 2]
All four-dinsional physical attributes broke through 50!
Crossing the 50 point mark in physical attributes, Vikram felt his body filled with inexhaustible strength.
He found sothing changes inside him, but he can’t tell.
He casually swung his fists in the air, and the whooshing sound of his punches made his eyes light up.
He tried punching the newly constructed concrete wall.
Although the wall didn’t show much change, there were no injuries on his fist, not even a scratch on his skin.
"How does it feel like I can take bullets with my bare body soon?" Vikram gasped, sowhat surprised.
Of course, this was just talk; even if he could do such a thing, he wouldn’t actually joke with his own safety.
Putting away his smile, Vikram, before leaving, casually threw a fire to ignite the pile of zombies.
The sll of zombies was indeed impossible to ignore, and a large accumulation of corpses also carried the risk of breeding viruses.
Back at the territory, Divya was still tilling the land, tending to crops and livestock.
Anjali, on the other hand, was organizing the bedroom used for storing miscellaneous items.
"Speaking of which, the warehouse slots in the Territory Core seem to be almost full?"
He raised an eyebrow; this problem was easy to solve.
Once he went to the Savage Wolf Shelter, he would bring a few Territory Cores back from them.
Anyway, the Savage Wolf Shelter currently had no other resources but plenty of people, so Territory Cores would certainly not be lacking.
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Today was the seventh day since the Black Fog disaster began.
According to the pattern of extre cold, sothing major was bound to happen in the Wasteland World.
This was why the four of them dragged their tired bodies from the bed and waited until now. And why they are tired, you can guess yourself.
Finally, the mont the hour and minute hands t at twelve o’clock, a familiar voice echoed in their minds.
[Congratulations, Survivors, on surviving the first stage of the Black Fog.]
[The second stage of the Black Fog officially begins.]
[I believe so Survivors have already noticed the characteristics of the Black Fog, right?]
[Please note, the toxicity of the Black Fog will increase to 10% from now on, and visibility will be reduced by 60% in areas covered by the Black Fog.]
[The number of zombies outside the territory will further increase, and in addition, various Mutated Zombies will gradually appear.]
[For so unknown reason, the Survival Platform seems to have been affected?]
[Keep up the good work, Survivors.]
The voice in his mind disappeared.
Vikram’s tightly furrowed brows did not relax, and his face was full of worry.
They were already prepared for the increasing destructiveness of the natural disaster; the toxicity and visibility of the Black Fog were still acceptable.
Only the last ambiguous ssage left Vikram utterly confused.
The Survival Platform, as the Survivors’ greatest tool, actually had problems, just as Kashif Ali had said.
This had a much greater impact on him than the natural disaster and the zombies.
The functions of the Survival Platform were the chat channel, the trading market, the backpack, and crafting.
Among these, except for the crafting function, which was not very useful to him, the others played crucial roles.
If the Survival Platform had problems, take the backpack as an example.
Vikram always carried many Epic-level items in his backpack.
If the backpack function was tampered with and his items were lost as a result, where would Vikram go to reason?
Not to ntion the other two functions; any problem with them could cause issues for many people’s actions.
Flipping through the various functions of the Survival Platform, Vikram did not imdiately find any problems.
He imdiately looked at the comnts of other Survivors in the chat channel.
[What the hell? Is this Black Fog poisonous too? So I’ve been in poisonous fog for seven whole days?]
[This natural disaster is too sinister, isn’t it? I was wondering why it was so easy to resist this ti. So it started affecting our bodies early on, huh?]
[You just found out? Go out more often; this Black Fog can also make zombies physically stronger. Now a rare-grade zombie is harder to deal with than a refined-grade creature before.]
[Buying blueprints for ventilation systems and air purifiers at a high price. If you have any, private ssage ; the price will satisfy you.]
[Damn it, is the person upstairs an idiot? If anyone had these things now, who would sell them to you?]
[He must be an idiot, that’ why he is asking about this.]
After just a few glances, Vikram reluctantly closed the chat.
These Survivors’ attention was still focused on the changes in the Black Fog, so they couldn’t understand anything substantial.
No one was focusing on the last information.
Just as he was about to see what insights the group mbers had, Divya patted his shoulder.
"Vikram, look quickly." Divya extended her wrist to Vikram’s eyes. He looked closely and found that it was a group chat ssage.
Compared to most Survivors in the chat channel who focused on the Black Fog, the group mbers completely ignored the situation of the Black Fog.
He was not surprised by this; Kashif Ali had inford all the group mbers about the poisonous nature of the Black Fog just a few days after it began.
What truly concerned him was that the group mbers had indeed found the problem with the Survival Platform at the first opportunity.
The previous ssage was sent by Kashif Ali at 12:02.
[Kashif Ali: Please everyone, try to find the problem with the Survival Platform together. Report any situation imdiately; this is very important!]
First, he @ ntioned all the group mbers, and then, two minutes later, a group mber nad Telly jumped out.
[Telly: I found it; the crafting function has a problem. Crafting has a chance to consu materials without producing the item.]
[Telly: I just made three stone pickaxes. One of them was crafted, but it only consud the materials and didn’t give the pickaxe.]
[Kashif Ali: Is that true? Could it have dropped on the ground or in your backpack?]
[Telly: No, I’ve looked everywhere. The pickaxe wasn’t made, and the materials were indeed consud.]
Seeing this, Vikram also tried to take so items from the warehouse and casually synthesized a few simple tools.
Sure enough, when he used the crafting function to synthesize the fourth tool, the situation Telly described also occurred to him.
[Bobby: So crafting will have a chance of failure in the future, just like enhancents in gas.]
[Radhika: This impact is too disgusting. Making tools might cost double the money in the future, and resources are already hard to find now.]
[Geetanjali: Exactly. It’s fine for unimportant crafts, but if sothing made with a lot of money gets consud, it’s a huge loss, it was so heart breaking.]
[Bobby: Outside, there are only zombies that drop nothing when killed, and now this happens. It’s really hard to live.]
Seeing the atmosphere in the group beco silent, Vikram thought for a mont and finally decided to tell them about the crystals.
This small group had brought him so many conveniences; it would be inexcusable not to treat them well.
He was sure that most people probably didn’t know about these crystals yet.
After all, the crystals inside zombie bodies only appeared after the Black Fog disaster began.
He imdiately sent a ssage.
[Vikram: Zombies have drops.]
As soon as this was said, the group mbers who were just discussing the crafting function of the Survival Platform were all attracted by Vikram’s statent.
Even Sophia, Divya and Anjali looked at him in confusion.
"Vikram, how do zombies have drops? Now, besides ruins, haven’t creature drops already been removed?"
"Yeah, we’ve killed several of them, and we haven’t seen any treasure chests drop?"
"We have killed many zombies, we should have found about that."
Ignoring the three, and seeing that no one in the group refuted him, Vikram continued to type.
[Vikram: Killing zombies indeed doesn’t drop treasure chests, but there’s now sothing called crystals inside zombie bodies.]
[Vikram: They have the sa effect as the fruits that increased physique before, except they increase all four dinsions of physique simultaneously.]
After his words, the group was silent for a while, seemingly pondering sothing.
Soon, the group beca active again, beginning to ask him various details...
In the group chat, several group mbers, upon learning about the crystals, eagerly ca forward to inquire about the details.
After discovering the effect of crystals on physical constitution, the group chat exploded.
The importance of physical constitution was self-evident; such a crucial detail could not be ignored.
[Bobby: So there are crystals? Then all the zombies I killed before were for nothing? I feel like I instantly lost several hundred million.]
[Radhika: Thank you so much, Big Boss Vikram. Otherwise, a Survivor like , who avoids zombies, wouldn’t have known about this for who knows how long.]
For a ti, the group chat was filled with ssages of gratitude and admiration.
Even Kashif Ali, who usually acted like a prophet, was speechless with astonishnt.
Clearly, he had only just learned this news himself.
For the next few tens of minutes, the group continued to discuss the dangers of the natural disaster.
He was planning to continue watching the excitent, but then he noticed soone had added him as a friend in the backend.
He looked closely and saw that it was none other than Kashif Ali, who had provided the most information in the group.
After only a mont’s thought, he accepted the request.
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