Apocalypse: System of lotteries



Digennaro was perplexed, she didn't know why the other person wanted to thank her. He was a strange man, but anyone who could show up at this moment must be a good person.

She saw the man summon a five-star king-level zombie puppet, then continue to rush into the fight. However, the puppet just stood there, making a 'hehe' sound and lifting its arms, not rushing into the fight like other people's puppets.  Instead, she noticed the man himself becoming increasingly fierce in battle.

Digennaro understood. His puppet must be a Chorister, providing a state buff. He was an incredible puppet master, controlling a puppet of five-star king rank.

"Retrieve~"

Ming put the money-collecting Lopene into the puppet space, looked at the hundreds of disabled snake zombies scattered around, and summoned Frank and Kubo, they piled the zombies onto the backs of the three giant crabs, stacking them neatly, securing them, and suspending them properly.

During the loading process, Ming wasn't idle. He squatted down and handed a prescription to a snake zombie. His farm, skills, talents, and other aspects required more and more money, and he couldn't waste a penny.

"!!"

Digennaro's eyes widened in shock as she saw a four-star Emperor-level zombie!

This was her first time seeing such a creature. This puppet master was so powerful!

She watched as the man held out a piece of paper and stuffed it into the hand of the snake zombie. The zombie's clothes and weapons vanished in an instant. It clicked then - the man was not only a puppet master but also Mortician!

To confirm her guess, she started to speak in a soft voice, "Hello, I am the Elementalist master Digennaro, from Division 37. May I ask…"

"Division 109, Guteman."

Ming picked up a zombie and threw it to Frank.

"You you you!!!"

Originally sitting on a mound, Digennaro jumped up and stared at the man, "You are Guteman??!!"

"Yeah~"

Ming looked at the excited girl, "I didn't die, it was all a misunderstanding, it's a long story, never mind~"

As soon as he finished speaking, he continued to "load the goods". Time was money, and chatting could be neglected.

"Mmm~"

Digennaro continued to stare at the man, surprised, "The rumors are true, you really are a powerful puppet master, but today, I learned that you are also a powerful Mortician!"

"??"

Mortician?

Ming frowned and passed a prescription to a zombie. Time was pressing, and he didn't pay much attention to what the girl said. After all, she was wrong from the beginning. He was not a powerful puppet master, but an archer.

"But, you're a bit different from the Mortician I know."

Digennaro continued on her own, "The undertaker I'm familiar with is devoted to burying bodies. He would recite some verses over the bodies, place a piece of paper onto them, and then disrobe them. Each step would take at least 10 minutes."

While talking, she observed the man hand a piece of paper to a snake zombie, continuing, "But you're different. You start stripping them while they're still 'alive'. You don't need to chant or pray for the soul to pass on, and you're incredibly fast. Maybe that's why you're so strong."

"Um~"

Hearing this, Ming nodded. Although this woman's analysis of him was wrong from the beginning, since she seemed to have a lot to say, he let her continue.

After the loading was completed, each of the three giant crabs carried about thirty crippled snake zombies. Ming was able to make money while on the move, which didn't delay anything.

He came to the "lighting" girl and smiled, "Have you heard of the Good Man Group?"

"Yes."

"We're recruiting. Are you interested?"

"Really...really?"

Digennaro was a mix of surprise and joy, yet she was also fearful of disappointment.

Ming said, "I never lie."

Digennaro looked at the man and nodded heavily, "Yes!"

"Great! Welcome to the Good Man Group."

Ming patted the girl's shoulder. She had a small frame but with some training, she should be able to become stronger. Then, he saw a fire in the distance... It was a city.

A city? Should they go to check?

...

In a ruined city, Alice stood on the roof, looking at the bonfire burning on the street and nearly two thousand people reinforcing a temporary wall below. She sighed, "You people from zone 109 seem to not be afraid of those deities~"

David said, "Those who chose to come here are not afraid. Everyone understands that they are just mutated monsters."I think you should take a look at

Saying this, he smiled at Alice, "There's a question I'm not sure how to ask, but I still want to ask it. As someone from another zone, you could have chosen to believe and avoid this disaster. Why did you willingly enter?"

"Well..."

Alice looked up at the stars, her eyes curving into a smile, "Your Guterman once said something: 'It's a wonderful thing when people meet."

"He said that?"

David found it incredible and asked, "So, how much money did he scam from you?"

"~~"

Alice took a deep breath. No money was scammed, but it was true that she did a day's worth of hard labor for free.

"Moo~~"

At this moment, the sound of a horn echoed around them.

"It's the patrol's signal!"

"It seems like the zombies are coming! Everyone get ready!"

"..."

"Don't panic! One sound only means the zombies are moving!"

Punicov, the number one figure of Zone 402, was calm. At this point, the rooftop was mostly filled with the leaders of various zones. They stood on the rooftop with binoculars, looking around.

"Moo~~"

"Two sounds mean a large-scale appearance of zombies!"

"Immediately send the order, prepare to fight!"

"Get ready, check all defense points!"

"..."

"Moo~~"

At this moment, another sound of a whistle came.

"Three sounds!!!"

"Three sounds, it's a horde-level outbreak!"

"Send out the order, everyone retreats to their own buildings!"

"Send out the order, and check the high wall passage between each building again, to ensure mutual reinforcements in case of emergency!"

"..."

Moments later, everyone was standing on top of the temporary fort walls built with bricks and refined gold plates among four buildings.

The melee fighters were at the front, ranged attackers at the back, and the puppeteers controlled various puppets. Everyone was in battle-ready positions.

Rustle~

The night wind rose, stirring the bonfires inside and outside the walls. The flames swayed with the wind as everyone stared at the dark street in the distance.

At this moment, rows of eyes of varying heights lit up in the darkness, white, green, blue, purple, and orange!

Immediately after, numerous hideous zombie faces appeared, their bodies twisting forward, rushing like a tide.

"Send the order, everyone gets into battle positions!"

"Send the order, all kinds of spirit towers set up according to the predetermined positions!"

"Acknowledged!"

"..."

Punicov put away his serious expression. When he turned to face the leaders of various zones, he put on a relaxed smile, "It's just a zombie horde. It's not like we haven't experienced it before. Attack!!"

"Attack!!"

Everyone was excited, shouting out loud. The sound was impactful, echoing through the night sky, and reverberating in the ruined city.

Alice smiled, "It's an honor to fight with you today."

David smiled, "Don't make it sound like a farewell, my big brother hasn't arrived yet."