"Brother Knife, someone sent a message saying they have important information to disclose to you." Brother Knife was lying on a lounge chair with his eyes half-closed, looking relaxed. Two women were massaging and kneading his legs beside him.

Upon hearing the man's words Brother Knife sneered and reached out to touch one of the women's thighs, saying, "Important information? Bullshit! Ignore it."

Brother Knife didn't take the message seriously. Ever since he posted those videos online, his private messages were flooded with insults from countless people, with all kinds of vulgar and offensive language. As for those who genuinely wanted to join him, there were hardly any.

Brother Knife had been troubled by this matter for the past few days. He originally planned to establish his own team and make a name for himself in this post-apocalyptic world. However, his "career" had come to a standstill. After recruiting over twenty subordinates, he couldn't find suitable candidates anymore. Moreover, he was now facing a shortage of food.

They had thoroughly searched the entire building, robbing innocent survivors of their food and women, killing many men in the process. But with over twenty people under his command, in order to gain their loyalty and maintain his image as a righteous and generous leader, Brother Knife never withheld their food, ensuring they were well-fed every day.

"At the current consumption rate, the food will be depleted in about ten to twenty days." Brother Knife felt somewhat worried. There wasn't much food left in the residential complex, and he didn't dare to venture outside to the supermarkets or convenience stores.

"It seems we'll have to explore the other buildings when the time comes." Going to the other buildings meant risking encounters with zombies. Brother Knife was a strength-enhanced superpower, and he wasn't afraid of zombies himself, but his subordinates didn't possess his combat abilities. If he were to lose the subordinates he had painstakingly recruited, it would be a significant loss.

While Brother Knife was lost in thought, the man next to him spoke again. "Brother Knife, but this guy sent a photo and said he wants to offer his girlfriend to you."

"Oh?" Brother Knife's interest was immediately piqued. "That's impressive. Show me."

"Okay." The man quickly handed his phone to Brother Knife. Taking a look, Brother Knife saw a photo sent by the other person. It was a selfie. The photo depicted a tall and muscular young man who appeared to be around eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was completely bald with large tattoos covering his arms. Behind him was a young girl completely naked, tightly bound to a bed, her mouth sealed with duct tape, and her eyes swollen from crying.

Below the photo, there was a self-introduction from the sender: "Hello, Brother Knife. My name is Angus, and I want to join your team. This is my girlfriend, and I'm willing to offer her to you as proof of my loyalty in joining your team." Angus also included his address, and to Brother Knife's surprise, Angus lived in the same residential complex, just one floor apart.

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Brother Knife's eyes lit up. "This kid is not bad. He's strong and ruthless. A talented individual." Brother Knife carefully looked at the girl in the photo and commented, "As for this girl, she's average-looking, but her figure is decent. She seems quite young, probably not older than eighteen."

Brother Knife is not lacking women at the moment. The number of women he has been with in the past few days surpasses the total in his entire life. However, the thought of these women being someone else's girlfriends still stirs some restlessness in his heart. Playing with someone else's girlfriend? That sounds somewhat exciting.

So he sent a message to Angus: "Do you have any major news to share with me?" On Angus's end, he was surprised to see that Brother Knife actually replied to his message, and he felt a sudden excitement.

Angus wasted no time in sharing the situation on his end with Brother Knife, especially the information about David hoarding food. He exaggeratedly described it, saying, "That kid has filled up the entire room with food. It could probably last them for several years without any issues."

Just a few seconds after Angus sent the message, he immediately received a reply from Brother Knife: "Wait for me, bro. I'll bring some people over right away. If there really is that much food like you said, I'll give you a great credit and make you a core member."

Upon seeing Brother Knife's response, Angus was filled with excitement. Little did he know, on the other end, Brother Knife was equally thrilled. He had been worrying about the shortage of food, and unexpectedly, Angus provided him with such crucial information.

"Even the heavens are helping me, hahaha." Brother Knife was in a great mood, and he quickly said to the people around him, "Brothers, gather everyone. We've got work to do." ...

As the sky gradually darkened, David checked his watch and saw that it was almost 7 PM. Dozens of zombie corpses lay before him, all of them with their heads severed by the Spatial Blade.

Along the way, David didn't hesitate to use his crystallizations, releasing Spatial Blades while replenishing his energy with mutant crystallizations. It felt like having unlimited firepower, freely unleashing the Spatial Blades and bombarding the zombies. As he continued to use the Spatial Blades, his psychic abilities were also being trained and improved in the process.

David's control over spatial power greatly enhanced. Not only did his accuracy improve, but while the Spatial Blades flew, he could slightly control their direction and adjust their flight trajectory to track targets. This significantly increased David's skill hit rate. Moreover, David felt that his energy level had also increased.

From initially being able to release only ten Spatial Blades, he could now release around twenty before exhausting his energy. The attack range and destructive power of the Spatial Blades had also greatly increased, from ten meters to the current twenty meters. With such rapid progress, he estimated leaving many newly awakened psychic ability users far behind.

Today, David alone consumed nearly a hundred mutant crystallizations in battle. Where could an ordinary psychic ability user obtain so many mutant crystallizations? He was very satisfied with his gains today. Not only did his strength greatly improve, but he also collected over a hundred mutant crystallizations. Under the system's ten-thousand-fold critical strike, those hundred-plus mutant crystallizations turned into over ten million.

David couldn't even imagine how he would use up so many mutant crystallizations. However, resources like mutant crystallizations were something he would never consider too much. "That's about it, time to head back home."

After a day of battle, despite replenishing his energy with mutant crystallizations, he was starting to feel tired. Moreover, nights were dangerous, and in poorly lit areas, there was a risk of zombie ambushes. David didn't want to end up in a difficult situation.