THE GREAT MERCHANT IN THE CATACLYSM

Ten minutes had passed and he had obtained seven second-ranked crystals. According to Zhang Mu’s memory, they were equal to seventy first-ranked crystals and that was enough for him to buy a lot of necessary goods from the era merchant of Luoyang City.

However, that wasn’t enough to satisfy him. Zhang Mu continued looking for his next prey.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t much coagulated chicken blood left in the black rubbish bag.

If he didn’t use the coagulated chicken blood as bait and went straight to the square to look for a new prey…

It seemed that this behavior wouldn’t put himself into danger immediately, but he wouldn’t be able to avoid walking dead who had finished eating. If he was to be surrounded by them, that would put himself in danger.

However, he had almost trapped and killed all the single walking dead. Now, most of the walking dead were gathering on the square, but he didn’t dare to go there.

What should he do?

Every second now was very valuable, because he didn’t know when these walking dead would finish eating.

Should he take a risk?

After all, this was a pretty rare opportunity.

At first, Zhang Mu only wanted to save his life, but now, his mind gradually changed. He thought for a while, aiming at the three walking dead who were eating together at the south gate of the square.

He threw a piece of chicken blood to them. This time, he used more strength. The chicken blood was directly thrown in a fat walking dead’s body, breaking into pieces.

The fate walking dead put out its tongue and licked its face. It found Zhang Mu, who was standing at the place ten meters away and gazed at it with a serious look, then straightly pounced at Zhang Mu.

Fortunately, the other two walking dead were still eating the corpses in front of them and didn’t even take a glance at Zhang Mu.

Good.

Zhang Mu was slightly relaxed. He held the tailored Tang sword in his hand and straightly walked to the fat walking dead.

Boom!

When the fat walking dead ran, its fat flesh shook and looked pretty laughable. But when it sped up, Zhang Mu couldn’t laugh anymore.

When it started to run, the earth shook due to its weight. It came at Zhang Mu like a human tank.

Zhang Mu was surprised. He tried to step back, but the fat walking dead was faster than him. It waved its fat palm and slapped at Zhang Mu’s head.

No! That’s too fast! I can’t dodge it! There is no other choice, but to try and withstand it.

Zhang Mu immediately held the Tang sword in his left hand and raised his right hand. When his hand touched the fat walking dead’s hand, he immediately felt its powerful strength. That should be three times stronger than anything he had encountered before.

What is its limit?!

Zhang Mu thought in his heart, but didn’t have the guts to try it. His five fingers nimbly dodged the walking dead’s sharp claw and pointed at the center of its fat palm. His hand suddenly built strength and pressed on the part between the walking dead’s thumb and index finger, then forced it back.

Zhang Mu’s hand was too fast. This was his most important talent as a disciple of The Thieves Sect.

Taking the opportunity when the fat walking dead’s body was drawn to its side, Zhang Mu kicked on its leg, making its lumbering body fall forward. Due to inertia, the fat walking dead couldn’t stop itself.

Boom!

As Zhang Mu puffed and blew, the fat walking dead fell to the ground and exposed its fat belly. Its hand was pressed under its fat body. Its palm should have broken, because Zhang Mu could see its black bones poking out from the wounds on its arm.

In the future, Zhang Mu had dealt with this kind of fat walking dead many times. He knew its weak point: mediocre physical balance. He didn’t want to waste his time on the fat walking dead, so he directly chopped his sword on its neck.

However, he didn’t hear the familiar “crack” sound.

The fat walking dead’s fat flesh mixed together with its newborn cuticle layer. Zhang Mu’s Tang sword was struck in the cuticles layer. No matter how Zhang Mu forced, it didn’t move a bit. Besides, as time went by, the sword was wrapped by more and more newborn cuticles.

He didn’t expect that!

Shuffle! Shuffle!

As Zhang Mu stepped on the fat walking dead’s belly, trying to draw out his sword, he heard two strange sounds behind him.

Zhang Mu sensed the danger. He didn’t have time to look back, but immediately kicked his right leg on the fat walking dead’s belly and jumped over its body.

Zhang Mu released the sword handle in the air and rolled to the lawn.

Zhang Mu didn’t hear any sound chasing after him, so he turned back his head. As he had expected, they were the other two walking dead.

Why were they so fast?

Zhang Mu intently gazed at the two thin walking dead squatting on the fat walking dead’s belly. His cold sweat soaked his back because he knew that he couldn’t deal with two walking dead together.

He could only try to find a chance to kill one of the walking dead, then solve the remaining one.

They stood facing each other. The two walking dead opened their mouths and hung their bloody tongues out. They looked like they would pounce at Zhang Mu at any time, but didn’t move a bit.

Three second later, Zhang Mu found that something was wrong. The first-ranked walking dead shouldn’t have any thinking ability. Why were they still observing him?

Zhang Mu carefully looked them up and down, them laughed out loud.

The two walking dead shook their shoulders, but couldn’t move a bit.

When they pounced at Zhang Mu, they missed him but struck their claws into the fat walking dead’s belly. Their claws were trapped by the cuticle layer and couldn’t move a bit. The cuticle layer could even trap the sharp Tang sword, not to mention their claws.

Beside, the more strength they used, the faster the cuticle layer would grow and the tighter they would be bound .

Looking at the three overlapped walking dead, Zhang Mu felt that he had seen three sparkling second-ranked crystals waving their hands to him.

At this moment, Zhang Mu felt that the goddess of luck really liked him.