04. Zombies (Tamed)! Leader Zombie!

*Growl*

*Growl*

The Zombies inside the mob farm are piling up and was about to reach the point where entities cramming could occur.

[Ding!]

[Taming Species: Zombies (Tamed)]

[Taming Requirement: Kill Zombie - 1,000/1,000]

[Acquired skills: Night Vision, Zombification, Call Reinforcements, Armor (+2)]

It seems that I've gained a singular armor point in my full armor bar.

"And these skills… are quite interesting, especially Zombification and Call Reinforcements…" He stared at his palm "I wonder how does it work exactly, will it turned me into a Zombie or will it give me ability to infect someone and turn them into a Zombie? Is there a function to reveal descriptions of skills?"

And soon as if hearing his voice, the system reveals the skills explanations.

[Night Vision: Enhance the ability to see in darkness and underwater.]

[Zombification: Turn creature you killed into a Zombie.]

[Call Reinforcements: Spawn an army of zombies in the nearby dark spots to aid you.]

[Armor (+2): Extra defense.]

"This skills are sick! Wicked sick!" He muttered to himself rubbing his beard.

"Beard are cool and all but I don't really feel comfortable having them all the time, I'm going to shave-" He said to himself as he heard the noise in the background.

*Groan*

*Gargle*

He heard the noise of the Zombies dying in the background and shout "Fuck!" as he ran off.

Pulled out his pickaxe, he destroyed all of the lower wall that restricts the movement's of Zombies.

They shot out at a fast speed and most of them ended up in the sunlight.

Many of the Zombies quickly burn away but some survived due to still having quite a bit more HP, wearing a helmet or they quickly return to the shadow.

Seeing that the helmet-wearing Zombies are not returning, Vincent decided to take matter into his own hand and control the Zombies to get into the shadow.

'Most of them almost run out of health… hm? What is that Zombies doing there?' He thought to himself seeing a Zombie standing nearby the center of the mob farm waiting for something.

He focused on the Zombie to see its information.

…

[Ding!]

[Name: Akshavak Lovrue]

[HP: 20/20]

[Trait: Undead, Leader Zombie]

…

[Undead: Damaged by status effect «Healing» and Healed by status effect «Instant Damage» / Unaffected by Poison and Regeneration / Affected by «Smite» enchantment.]

[Leader Zombie: 80% chance of spawning reinforcements (No penalty)]

'Leader Zombie? And it has no penalty?' He thought to himself.

Leader Zombie are a special variant of zombies with visually no difference except for the higher chance at spawning another Zombie for reinforcements but in the game, everytime a zombie was spawned there's a deduction of chance by -0.05.

But now? There's no penalty like that and the possibility of having an infinitely growing army of undead is just the matter of time.

He stayed silent thinking for the whole evening until nighttime.

*Tsuk*

*Tsuk*

Vincent was startled and woke up from his thoughts and saw his hordes of Zombies are protecting him from the Skeleton attack.

He noticed that his Zombies even though have the advantage of numbers were slow making them just a walking target practice for those aimbot bastards.

The leader zombie seems to be expecting something to fall from up there as he persuades me to make a simple staircase for him.

Soon, another zombie began to fall and the leader Zombie managed to catch it.

Seeing that the mob farm is still working producing Zombies, I decided to leave it on after some adjustments to serve a new purpose as the Zombie army's Barrack.

To prevent loss of HP from fall damage I replace all of the ground under the mob farm into a 1-block deep pool so that even if some Zombie accidentally caught on fire outside the shadow, they could quickly return and recover.

Staring at the hordes of Zombies infront of him, Vincent in the past saw all of these creatures as nothing but an annoying mobs but now, he saw them as an ally, the one he can trust.

He sighed and then muttered "If only these guys were Husk, traveling will be a lot easier…"

Throwing away all of the Rotten flesh inside the double chest into the lava, Vincent also grabbed only half a stack of carrot and potato but he grabbed all of the Iron and craft and Iron Block to save space in the double chest.

'I don't really have any reason to collect all of these food items, I don't have any hunger bar but who knows? Maybe in the future I'll need it or something.' He thought to himself as he finished his clean up.

As he was about to get ready to leave, Akshavak approached him.

He stopped a few meters away from him and kneeled, he also look on the ground and then all of the other Zombies are also doing the same thing.

"Wha-" Suddenly a panel appeared.

[The Lost Knight, Akshavak Lovrue has sworn its loyalty towards you.]

[Do you wish to accept, Akshavak Lovrue (Leader Zombie) as a Special Unit in your Horde?]

"Special unit?"

[Special unit is a Mob that have gained consciousness and a certain level of sentience. There's a lot of different ways Special unit could be formed, the preservation of a past live memories and experiences is also a way.]

After a few seconds, Vincent muttered the word "Accept" as his answer.

Vincent took out an Iron armor and give it to the kneeling Akshavak to wear, which he quickly did so.

…

Vincent command all of the Zombies to guard the mob farm while Akshavak and two other Zombies he named Jawless and Left handed.

He gave the name Jawless to the Zombie is because it got its jaw punched off when they were crammed in the mob farm and for Left handed its because it hold stuff only using its left hand and its right hand seemed dysfunctional as it doesn't realize the right arm was burned away before Vincent pulled it inside.

"Now, what mob should I focus to tame this time?" He grinned as he walked through the night with three Zombies following him obediently.