I lay low and gave up, but my servants were caught in a cycle of life and death.

The little zombie girl seemed to smell a living person; she turned towards Lu Yan and was about to pounce on him. "Quick, quick! Turn into a frying pan and knock her unconscious!"

The little figure on the knife's surface had its eyes shining. "Oh, you can play like this?!"

A flash of white light, and the cleaver transformed into a frying pan, pointed at the little girl—

"Bang!"

The little girl was slapped away.

Lu Yan quickly tied one end of the rope he had been holding to the pot handle. "Go, tie her up!"

"Hehe! Little sister, big brother's here~"

With one man and one knife working together, they quickly tied the little girl up. "Use the pot to cover her head, so she doesn't bite me."

Seeing the little girl subdued, Lu Yan touched her foot and used his supernatural power—

"You are a super zombie that can evolve infinitely by devouring others. When you devour the attribute cores of other zombies, you will automatically inherit that zombie's special abilities, with no upper limit!"

Three breaths later, the little girl stopped struggling, and a crisp voice rang out, "Master."

Lu Yan turned the kitchen knife into scissors and cut the ropes binding the little girl.

The little girl got up. Although she still retained the characteristics of a zombie—her skin was bluish-gray, her pupils were grayish-white, and her blood vessels were bulging—she had already gained consciousness and was no longer listless.

At this moment, she tilted her head and looked at Lu Yan with a blank expression, which was actually kind of cute.

"I don't know." The little girl shook her head blankly, then smiled sweetly, "Master, you can give me a name!"

~!

"Oh my god! I'm not going to have to raise a baby, am I?!"

Lu Yan inwardly groaned, rubbing his forehead and glaring at the culprit, the kitchen knife.

The cleaver happily flew around the little girl, saying, "My name is Little Knife, and you can be called Little Vegetable."

The little girl rolled her eyes sweetly. "You're the small fry! Your whole family are small fry!"

"I was enlightened by my master, and so were you, so we're family now. Why are you insulting yourself?"

Watching their banter, Lu Yan finally couldn't hold back and asked the question that had been bothering him, "How do you know 'vegetarian' is an insult? And Xiao Dao, who taught you that song?"

"You!" the cleaver said smugly and boastfully, "How was it? Did I sing well? Did I inherit your singing voice, Master?"

"I?"

The little girl nodded, "That's right. When Master enlightens us, he automatically transmits some of your memories and thoughts to us."

Just then, a group of people rushed to the square. Some rushed into the pile of corpses to pick up crystal cores, some rushed into the surrounding shops to scavenge for food, and many more rushed into the supermarkets.

Lu Yan was startled by the commotion, then his eyes lit up. "Looks like we've got ready-made labor!"

The kitchen knife bristled angrily, yelling, "Master, someone's stealing our things!"

These crystal cores are all its spoils of war, its own!

No one is allowed to pick it up except the owner!

A flash of light, and the cleaver flew into the air above the square. A child's voice roared furiously, "Stop it, all of you!"

Everyone stopped and looked up in shock.

They hadn't forgotten that it was this very voice that had just wiped out hordes of zombies.

But, unexpectedly, the voice came from a knife!

An ordinary kitchen knife!

No, what kind of kitchen knife can fly and talk?

Most people wisely stayed put, but some people were defiant, and some even had greedy eyes when they saw the kitchen knife.

"Hey, little cleaver, I'll give you a chance to acknowledge me as your master."

A tall, thin man snapped his fingers at the kitchen knife like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, and a cluster of flame instantly condensed at his fingertips. "Look," he said, "I'm a superhuman!"

"Pah! You dare to challenge me!"

Having his loot stolen, the cleaver, which was constantly on the verge of going berserk, transformed into a fruit knife and instantly pierced his skull.

"what!"

"Murder!"

"Ah! Ah!"

The crowd screamed and ran, and the scene descended into chaos.

Someone rushed in a panic towards Lu Yan. The little girl, eager to protect her master, revealed a fierce glint in her eyes and bared her fangs. With a single charge, she sent the person flying five meters away, where he lay on the ground screaming and unable to get up.

Lu Yan was shocked. He compared his own physique to the other person's. If the little zombie were to attack him like that...

I thought she was just a cute little girl, but I never expected her to be such a tough girl!

Lu Yan regained some confidence, called back the kitchen knife, and said loudly, "Quiet! Quiet! Everyone be quiet!"

However, the scene was too chaotic and his voice was too soft. Except for those who were close to him and looked at the kitchen knife above his head with fear in their eyes, not daring to move, the rest of the place was still in chaos. Some of the more fearless ones were even secretly picking up crystal cores.

Lu Yan was embarrassed.

Finally, he made the kitchen knife repeat his words and fly around the square once, and only then did everyone behave.

Having brought the situation under control, Lu Yan cleared his throat and took the megaphone that the kitchen knife had brought back. "Before you arrived, this square was full of zombies."

It was me who sent my divine soldiers to clear this zombie horde! I don't care if you rummage through supplies to survive, but these crystal cores must all be mine!

You can have the crystal cores if you want, but you have to work for me!

For every 10 crystal cores someone collects, I will pay them one crystal core as payment!

But if I discover you're hiding something, don't blame me for being ruthless; that burly man just suffered the same fate!

You can try and see if you can run faster than my knife!

"Little Knife, keep an eye on them as they collect the crystal cores and hand them in!"

"Yes, Master!"

The unreliable kitchen knife, its blade now bearing a solemn expression, declared, "Did you all hear me? Do as my master says! No one can steal my spoils!"

Lu Yan subtly shifted his feet, completely concealing himself behind the little girl's slender figure.

There was a wall behind him and a little girl in front of him.

Although the little girl doesn't seem very reliable, she's still a zombie with higher combat power than him.

Sense of security +1.

If only this small body could stand in front like a wall.

It's all the kitchen knife's fault! Couldn't they have left a more ferocious zombie?

"Brother, that knife... it's too weird. Should we still make a move?" A blond-haired man whispered to the tattooed burly man next to him from the edge of the crowd.

The burly man, whose arm was tattooed with a blue dragon, was a small-time gang leader in this urban village who awakened fire-based superpowers after the apocalypse.

He stared at the cleaver in the air, his eyes brimming with greed, yet he remained relatively calm.

"What's the rush? The nail that sticks out gets hammered down." The burly man lowered his voice and winked at the five or six people gathered around him. "See that kid hiding behind the little monster? He's obviously not a fighter. Even if that knife is powerful, it's still just a knife. Once its master is dead, how effective can it be?"

"What my brother means is..."

"Let's first get a few cannon fodder to scout ahead." The burly man smiled sinisterly and made a hand gesture.

A man with triangular eyes next to him nodded, squeezed into the crowd collecting crystal cores, and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Hey! Guy with the knife!"

Lu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and his gaze locked onto the person who spoke.

With a smile plastered on his triangular eyes, he said, "Your knife is amazing. It cleared out the zombies and saved everyone. We are all grateful!"

But this is the apocalypse, and most people have become zombies. We who are left should help each other even more!

Only when everyone's strength is improved can the power of humanity grow stronger and have more strength to reshape the world!

"Everyone, don't you agree?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several voices in the crowd echoed his sentiments.

"Yes, buddy, one person's strength is limited; the way forward is for everyone to work together to become stronger!"

"There are so many crystal cores, young man, you're not short of a few, so please share some with us."

"..."

Lu Yan sneered. Trying to morally blackmail him?

Ah!

"Sorry, I'm the kind of person who likes to eat alone!"

I'll say it one last time: if you want to earn crystal cores, help me collect them! I'll pay you 1 crystal core for every 10 you collect!

other--

Anyone who dares to steal or rob shall die!

Anyone who incites further unrest shall die!

Those who maliciously provoke will die!

The three "deaths" resonated deeply.