Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

The night is dark.

The city lord's mansion was in a mess, with traces of battle everywhere.

Broken beams, collapsed walls, and bloodstains everywhere.

Corpses lay scattered haphazardly in the courtyard, and the stench of blood was overwhelming.

Liu Xinghui stood in front of the mansion gate, looking at the place where he had lived for ten years, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"We can't stay here for now," she said softly. "I'll take you somewhere else."

Shen Xi nodded.

The three walked through several streets and arrived at a detached house in the south of the city. This was Liu Xinghui's private property, purchased in his early years, which he used occasionally to escape the noise and quiet.

"This will do," Liu Xinghui said, pushing open the courtyard gate.

The two-story building, though dusty, is in good condition overall. It has a living room, bedroom, and kitchen, and surprisingly, the water and electricity are still connected.

Shen Xi looked around and nodded slightly.

Liu Xinghui pointed upstairs: "There are bathrooms on the first and second floors. Go and take a shower first."

Shen Xi looked down at herself.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and the smell of blood was indeed strong.

He didn't stand on ceremony and went straight upstairs.

The bathroom wasn't big, but the water heater was still working. Shen Xi took off her tattered clothes, stood under the showerhead, and let the hot water wash over her body.

The warm water washed away the blood and the fatigue of the past few days.

He closed his eyes, and images from the past few days flashed through his mind.

Shen Xi opened her eyes and shook her head.

"I don't want to think about it anymore."

After taking a shower, he took out clean clothes from his storage space and changed into them.

With the existence of the Heavenly Derivatives' drop rate, he accumulated quite a bit of these useless resources.

When I came downstairs, Liu Xinghui was sitting on the sofa in the living room, lost in thought.

She had already showered and changed into a new outfit, which must have been prepared beforehand: a navy blue dress, well-tailored, that accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her face still bore the rosy glow of her post-shower appearance.

Seeing Shen Xi come downstairs, she looked up, her eyes lighting up, and then a smile appeared on her lips.

"Finished washing?"

"I haven't looked at you closely before, but um, you're quite handsome."

Shen Xi smiled, his gaze lingering on her for a moment.

Liu Xinghui also noticed his gaze, and his smile widened: "What? Never seen a woman wear a skirt before?"

Shen Xi didn't reply, and turned to look at the door.

Chen Ming stood silently by the door, his deep eyes scanning the view outside the window.

"Mingying," Shen Xi said, "you'll be on watch tonight."

Mingying did not answer, but she had clearly received Shen Xi's instructions.

"You've been working hard for several days, you should get some rest."

Shen Xi said something casually, then went upstairs and into the bedroom.

I had just lain down when the door was gently pushed open.

Liu Xinghui walked in, stood by the bed, and looked at him.

Shen Xi frowned slightly: "Is there anything else?"

Liu Xinghui bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "Tonight..."

"Need not."

Shen Xi hurriedly interrupted her.

Liu Xinghui was stunned, not expecting Shen Xi to not even wait for her to finish speaking.

Shen Xi looked at her and, unusually, offered an explanation: "I've been too tired these past few days. I need to rest."

Liu Xinghui was silent for a moment, then nodded and turned to leave.

As she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, turned back to look at him, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.

"What? Afraid your sister will drain you dry?"

Shen Xi: "..."

Liu Xinghui chuckled softly, opened the door, and went out.

The moment the door closed, Shen Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

This woman is... terrifying.

……

Silent all night.

The morning sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

Shen Xi opened her eyes, her spirits high. He has recovered to his peak condition.

"I slept really well!"

He got up and went downstairs.

In the living room, Liu Xinghui was already awake, sitting on the sofa with a glass of water in her hand. She had changed into clean clothes, her hair was neatly tied up, and she looked much more energetic than last night.

After these few days of nourishment, her skin became even whiter and smoother, and her eyes and brows revealed a unique charm, making her radiant and captivating.

Seeing Shen Xi come downstairs, she stood up: "You're awake? Someone's come in."

Shen Xi raised an eyebrow and walked to the window.

Outside the courtyard gate, a large group of people stood in the dark.

Leading the group was a squad of city defense soldiers, fully armed. Behind them followed a dozen or so people in civilian clothes, men and women, most of whom looked fearful.

At the very front, a person was kneeling.

He was in his fifties, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and dark skin. His city garrison uniform was wrinkled.

This person was Zhao Dezhu.

The deputy commander of the city defense army who betrayed Liu Xinghui.

Seeing this person's actions, which seemed like a gesture of pleading guilty, but in reality, he was just afraid of dying, Shen Xi's lips curled into a cold smile.

He pushed open the door and went out, with Liu Xinghui following behind, while Chen Ming stood silently by the door.

The moment the courtyard gate opened, the group of people knelt down in unison.

"Lord Liu!"

"City Lord, spare your life!"

"We've come to apologize!"

Liu Xinghui stood at the door, his gaze sweeping over the group of people before finally settling on Zhao Dezhu, who was kneeling at the front.

Zhao Dezhu lowered his head, his body trembling slightly.

"Lord Liu..." his voice was hoarse, "I...I deserve to die..."

Liu Xinghui looked at him silently.

ten years.

This person followed her for a full ten years.

When she took over Xinghui City from her deceased husband, Zhao Dezhu was a squad leader in the city's defense forces. Over the past ten years, she has promoted him, trusted him, and treated him as her right-hand man.

But at the most crucial moment, he betrayed her.

Liu Xinghui took a deep breath: "Zhao Dezhu, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Dezhu raised his head, his face covered in tears.

"Lord, I...I was tricked by that bastard Gu Zhengxiong! He said he wouldn't harm you as long as I helped him into the city! He said he would ensure your safe departure from Xinghui City! I...I believed him!"

He kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead hitting the ground, and blood quickly seeped out.

"Lord! I've served you for ten years! My daughter's illness requires imported medicine, and Gu Zhengxiong is using this to blackmail me! I have no choice! I really have no choice!"

"Lord Liu!" A city defense officer looked up, his face filled with grief and indignation. "We've brought Zhao Dezhu, that traitor, to you! He colluded with the Gu family to betray you! Whether you kill him or punish him, just say the word!"

"Yes! Kill the traitor!"

"Kill Zhao Dezhu!"

"Avenge our fallen brothers!"

The crowd was in a frenzy!

Liu Xinghui watched this scene with a complex expression.

She thought of Zhao Dezhu's daughter, that thin little girl, whom she had seen a few times. She was indeed quite ill and needed expensive imported medicine to stay alive.

Gu Zhengxiong, that old fox, is best at exploiting people's weaknesses.

She took a deep breath and slowly began, "Zhao Dezhu..."

"Lord!" Zhao Dezhu raised his head, his face streaked with tears. "You can do whatever you want with me! I just beg you... I just beg you not to implicate my family! My daughter is still young, she doesn't understand anything!"

Liu Xinghui fell silent.

After a long silence, she said softly, "You should go."

"Lord Liu!" the officer cried out anxiously, "He's a traitor! He almost killed you! How can you let him go?"

"Yes, Lord Liu! We can't release them!"

"Kill him! As an example to others!"

"City Lord?" Zhao Dezhu looked at her in disbelief.

Liu Xinghui turned around, his back to him.

"I'll spare your life out of consideration for the ten years you've been with me," she said softly. "But Starshine City can no longer contain you. Take your family and leave this place."

Zhao Dezhu knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

"Lord of the city...I..."

"Walk."

Zhao Dezhu gritted his teeth, kowtowed three times, and staggered backward as he got up.

The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Just then...

A sound rang out.

"Mingying, kill him."

Mingying's figure moved quickly!

next second...

"puff!"

Zhao Dezhu's body stiffened.

He looked down and saw a bronze hand emerging from his chest, holding a still-beating heart in its hand.

"Why...why..."

His eyes were wide open, and he never understood it until his death.

Chen Ming withdrew his hand, and Zhao Dezhu's body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

[Killed 1 level 0 human unit, +5 experience points!]

[When the minion "Shadow" kills an enemy unit, all experience points are awarded to the minion!]

[Mingying's current experience: 5/1200]

Shen Xi raised an eyebrow slightly.

Sure enough, when servants kill monsters, the experience points go to the servants.

From now on, Mingying can level up by farming monsters alone.

This is also one of the reasons why Shen Xi wanted to kill Zhao Dezhu: to test how Mingying gained experience points.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

Everyone stood frozen in place, staring at Zhao Dezhu's corpse.

Mingying stood beside the corpse, her dark eyes sweeping over the group of people, awaiting the next command.

Shen Xi spoke up: "Come back."

Mingying instantly returned to his side and stood silently.

Shen Xi's gaze swept over the group of trembling people, her voice as calm as still water:

"This is what happens when you betray someone."

"roll."

The group of people felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and they scrambled out of the courtyard gate without daring to look back.

The courtyard fell silent again.

"In the beginning..."

Liu Xinghui stood there, staring at Zhao Dezhu's corpse with a complex expression.

Shen Xi walked to her side.

"You've softened your heart?"

Liu Xinghui was silent for a moment, then said softly, "He... has been with me for ten years."

"But he betrayed you." Shen Xi's voice was calm, hitting the nail on the head.

Liu Xinghui turned his head and looked at him.

Shen Xi continued, "If you let him go today, he can bring back Gu Zhengxiong's remaining troops tomorrow. He's begging you today because he's afraid of dying, not because of gratitude."

"You are now the city lord. A city lord can be merciful, but he cannot be weak."

Liu Xinghui stared at him, remaining silent for a long time.

This man, though only in his early twenties, speaks like a cunning old fox who has lived half his life.

But she knew that Shen Xi was right.

She remembered that night in the alley; if he hadn't decisively killed the pursuers, she would have been captured long ago.

Thinking back to what had just happened, if he hadn't decisively killed Zhao Dezhu, his prestige as the city lord would likely have been greatly diminished in the future.

Liu Xinghui took a deep breath and looked at him.

"Thank you."

Shen Xi shook her head, turned around and walked back to the small building.

Behind him, Liu Xinghui watched his retreating figure, his gaze becoming increasingly complex.

Who exactly is this man?