Do you think I'm too violent

Alex knew that with the system opening up the tenth level cap, the world was heading in an increasingly dangerous direction.

Right now, there were only Level 2 zombies.

Perhaps it wouldn't be long before Level 3, or even higher-level zombies, appeared.

Alex felt that his choice to come to the armory was the right one.

Future zombies would become stronger and more dangerous.

Therefore, powerful weapons were a necessary guarantee for safety.

Although he had unlimited ammunition, he still needed enough weapons to make it effective.

Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat! Even with the Gatling gun's frenzied harvesting, it still couldn't stop the advance of the hordes of Level 2 zombies.

"Damn it, these Level 2 zombies are too tough! Ordinary zombies can be torn apart with just a few bullets, but these Level 2 zombies need continuous fire of a dozen, even dozens of bullets!"

Alex almost couldn't help but curse.