Fire to zombies

Alanna wiped the cookie crumbs off her mouth and nodded repeatedly.

"Great idea! And it's not easy for us to come out here. It takes over two hours of driving. We can take this opportunity to accumulate more experience and level up," Alanna said.

Waldo nodded while reloading his pistol. "Alright, let's do it this way. You see that grassy field ahead? We'll drench it with gasoline later. Then, we'll drive towards the zombies, and I'll shoot to attract their attention and lure them over. After that, we'll set the grass on fire and enjoy some roasted zombies."

He continued, "Once the grass is lit, we can quickly drive to that hill on the left. Our range will be sufficient to take them out."

Alanna clapped her hands in admiration. "Great idea, Waldo! You're so clever!"

Waldo felt a bit embarrassed and rubbed his chin. Alanna seemed to hang on his every word, praising him for everything he said.

He realized that their tactics relied on the fact that zombies lacked intelligence and only acted on instinct. If the zombies were to develop intelligence, such tactics would be ineffective.

He wondered if there would be zombies with enhanced intelligence in the future. Otherwise, as survivors' strength rapidly increased, these mindless walking dead would gradually pose less of a threat.

Waldo had seen many zombie movies before. Usually, as the story progressed, there would be mutated or higher-level zombies. However, he wasn't concerned about that now. His priority was to reach level ten and obtain the system's body enhancement.

As for the possibility of encountering mutated or advanced zombies in the future, Waldo was confident that he would be able to handle it when the time came.

Waldo took out a gasoline canister from his backpack and, relying on his powerful physical abilities, threw it directly into the grass.

With more fuel to aid the combustion, the entire grassy field burst into flames violently, even spreading to the nearby forest. Waldo could hear the roars of numerous zombies coming from the forest.

The sustained burning of gasoline inflicted significant damage on the zombies. This crude approach was much quicker than using handguns and crossbows on the hill.

Waldo didn't care about preserving the environment; his priority was to survive. After observing for a while, he pulled Alanna back into the car.

Standing on the hill, they could feel the heatwave generated by the blazing flames. They turned on the air conditioning and continued driving towards the next zombie gathering point.

The intensity of the fire in the area attracted the attention of nearby survivors. They discussed the situation on their communication channel, but couldn't figure out what was happening.

User ID 984594: "Holy crap, let me send you guys a picture. Look, how did the forest catch fire? Was it intentionally set by someone? Or did it spontaneously combust? (Attached a photo of the blazing forest taken from a distance)"

User ID 893743: "Haha, setting fire to the forest is like digging one's own grave. With this weather, it shouldn't spontaneously combust. We had acid rain for a whole day a few days ago. It must be arson."

User ID 943853: "Isn't anyone going to put out the fire? Trees are also life."

User ID 947254: "In this post-apocalyptic world, you're telling me to extinguish fires and do disaster relief? Not to mention the lack of water, who would risk their lives like that? Do you think being a firefighter is that easy?"

User ID 234323: "Oh my god! The bright light is blinding. The living Buddha is among us! If you think the trees need saving, why don't you go and put out the fire?"

User ID 654554: "User ID 984594, share your coordinates and let this boss take care of them!!"

Many survivors were speechless at such nonsensical comments. In this world, people still thought about firefighting and disaster relief. How did the other person manage to survive until now?

Fortunately, Waldo was busy driving and didn't have time to check the chat channel. Otherwise, he would have directly exposed himself as the one responsible for the fire.

He wondered how the survivor with User ID 984594 would react when confronted.

While driving, Waldo listened to the system's prompts. His experience points rapidly increased, getting closer to level ten.

[Gained 1 experience]

[Gained 1 experience]

[Gained 1 experience]

[1 experience point away from leveling up]

As he was about to level up, Waldo noticed that the experience bar wasn't increasing. Clearly, the massive fire had burned all the zombies in the entire forest, depriving him of experience points. Waldo was speechless.

Just then, a zombie appeared not far from the front of the car. Waldo hesitated for a moment, then stepped on the accelerator and zoomed past.

With a loud bang, the zombie flew through the air, tracing a graceful arc.

[Gained 1 experience]

[Congratulations, survivor! You have leveled up. Keep up the good work!]

After knocking down the zombie, he successfully reached level ten. In an instant, Waldo felt his physical abilities skyrocket.

It wasn't a leap in strength and agility, but an indescribable sensation. He felt like he could jump from the second floor without a scratch.

Alanna, sitting

in the passenger seat, sensed the change in Waldo's body and looked at him with excitement. "Waldo, you leveled up? That's fantastic!"

"Yes, I leveled up. Let's head home now. Once we're back, we can take our time to study the changes from this upgrade," Waldo replied.

Waldo stepped on the accelerator, and the car's engine roared with increased speed.

Since they had already leveled up, they decided not to continue to the next zombie gathering point.

After all, they had been searching for supplies and hunting zombies for two to three days, and it was time to take a good rest.