Apocalypse Check-In: My Attributes Can Grow Indefinitely

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in. Obtained Strength Attribute +10!"

The next second...

Qin Yang silently clenched his fists.

The increase in his strength attribute allowed him to easily lift an object weighing 200 kilograms. However, this kind of strength did not make Qin Yang smile at all.

He sat in front of the table, and waves of shock rose in his heart!

He had transmigrated to a parallel world. According to Qin Yang's memory, this world had been swept by a sudden disaster a month ago. An unknown virus had spread in the air. All the creatures that had inhaled this virus had become terrifying zombies.

Moreover...

These were not ordinary zombies like in The Walking Dead, nor were they like the crazy zombies in World War Z that could parkour.

Instead, they were strange and terrifying alien zombies.

Most of these zombies were strange creatures. Some appeared in the form of giants, while some possessed the destructive power of tanks. In short, these zombies were not something that humans could easily deal with.

In fact, they could not even be killed by a headshot!

The strength attribute that he had just obtained by signing in, did not give him any advantages when facing those terrifying zombies.

Therefore, Qin Yang could not smile at all!

When he had just transmigrated here, Qin Yang had already obtained the system. Every day he signed in, he would receive a generous amount of Attributes. At first glance, this system sounded pretty good. He would receive advantages every day, and he could slowly become stronger.

However, when facing countless threats, slowly becoming stronger would not work.

Moreover, a virus that was transmitted through the air might infect him one day.

...

He let go of his thoughts.

Qin Yang carefully looked at the scene in the room.

It was a little messy. The bowl of instant noodles that he had eaten halfway was no longer hot. A steel knife was thrown on the ground, and there was still some bloodstains on it.

There was a rope hanging on the balcony.

Seeing this rope, Qin Yang's pupils slightly contracted.

Was the host of this body so desperate that he wanted to commit suicide?

However, it made sense when he thought about it.

He had transmigrated to this world. Even with the system, he could not help but feel despair. The Qin Yang from before was at most a slightly stronger ordinary person with the thought of committing suicide in despair. Naturally, it was normal.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but it was also filled with a quiet and terrifying aura.

A cool breeze blew past his dry lips, and Qin Yang's throat involuntarily rolled. The first feeling his body could convey was hunger.

Hunger was unbearable.

Relying on his hunger instinct, Qin Yang stood up and grabbed the steel knife that was stained with blood on the ground.

There was no food in the house anymore. The tap water might have been contaminated with the virus, so it could not be drunk. There was no food source, and there was no drinking water.

Qin Yang had to go out to find food. Otherwise, he would starve to death in the house.

Through the crack of the door, Qin Yang could see a glimmer of light.

This was an old apartment building. Qin Yang estimated that he was probably on the tenth floor of the apartment building.

Leaning against the door frame, he listened carefully to the noises outside the door.

If he opened the door rashly at the moment, he might see a zombie hiding outside the door. Therefore, Qin Yang was very cautious.

Ten minutes later, through the peephole, Qin Yang finally opened the door after making sure that there was no noise in the corridor.

"Creak..."

The iron door was pulled open forcefully.

At the same time...

The light shone directly into the room.

Qin Yang took a small step back. Even though the corridor was very quiet, without any zombies, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The sense of insecurity after opening the door instantly covered his whole body.

The quiet and peaceful corridor was now filled with bloodstains and a terrible stench.

It seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world.

"Gulp..."

His stomach suddenly made a noise. Qin Yang knew that if he could not find anything to eat before nightfall, he might not be able to see the sun the next day.

In fact...

Qin Yang himself did not know how long the previous host of this body had been hungry before he transmigrated here.

What kind of despair was it that made him think of suicide before he even finished the last box of instant noodles?

Enduring the hunger in his stomach, Qin Yang braced himself and gripped the steel knife in his hand tightly.

He followed the corridor and checked room by room.

F14.

At the corner of the corridor, Qin Yang saw the floor. The room he lived in was on the 14th floor of this apartment building. It was the 14th floor, so there was no convenience store or food here.

If he wanted food, he had to enter other people's rooms.

The elevator could no longer function normally, and the corridor was extremely dark. Qin Yang did not dare to step into it personally.

Who knew if a zombie would suddenly appear in the corridor and attack him?

Maybe...

There were other survivors on this floor.

With this thought in mind, Qin Yang looked into the other people's rooms through the peephole. Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything in the room from the outside through the peephole.

Naturally, Qin yang could not get any food, but the hunger was getting stronger and stronger, so much so that he could not even stretch his legs.

Unless he took a risk and went down the stairs.

There might be a convenience store outside this apartment.

"Damn it..."

Qin Yang finally could not hold back the anger in his heart and smashed the door of room 1403.

Thinking back to this period of time, he had been unlucky. First, he was fired by his boss, and then he transmigrated to this horrifying zombie world. Not only did he have to face zombies, but he also had to suffer from hunger.

Following the door frame, Qin Yang slowly sat down on the ground.

There was blood at his feet, but he could not care less.

He wanted to die just like that. After all, he had to face countless zombies while he was still alive. Instead of turning into a zombie, he might as well die at that moment.

Creak...

At that moment...

The iron door that Qin Yang was leaning on, Room 1403, suddenly opened a crack.

Qin Yang also stood up from the ground.

In the room, he saw a bookshelf. Behind the bookshelf, there was a slight sound of chewing.

Gently pushing open the door, Qin Yang saw a man squatting in the corner behind the bookshelf. A pale-faced man was holding a sticky lump in his hand, he was chewing with relish.

The sound of soft tissue being torn came from the man's mouth.

Qin Yang even swallowed his saliva.

"Hello?"

Qin Yang mustered up his courage and shouted at the man.

Then, it was a soft voice that made the man suddenly stop what he was doing as if he was standing still.

Qin Yang also clenched the steel knife in his hand while his heart beat violently!