Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

For Rosen, killing these guys infected with the zombie virus is not a difficult task at all. He can do it easily with bare hands.

The reason why he asked Minzhi to help him find a baseball bat was because he didn't want his hands to be stained with blood contaminated by the virus.

It’s not that I’m afraid of getting infected, but I find it too troublesome to wash over and over again.

As a doctor, I have to wash my hands before every operation.

If you wash too much, it will almost leave a shadow. It’s troublesome just thinking about it, so it’s better to save trouble if possible.

"Brother, I've borrowed the bat." Minzhi ran to Rosen and handed him the bat.

When Rosen took it casually, he suddenly realized that she was actually calling him Oppa.

I have to say this feels pretty damn good! Rosen glanced at Minzhi in front of him and thought: This girl knows how to behave. You've called me Oppa, so how can Oppa just watch you die without helping you? Isn't the road widening now?

"Ah! Brother, they are rushing over!" Minzhi suddenly pointed forward and shouted in surprise.

It turned out that at this time, most of the passengers in carriage No. 11 had been bitten, and turned into infected people at an alarming speed. They were all baring their fangs and claws, making strange noises and rushing towards carriage No. 10 where Rosen was.

Obviously, they should have sensed it now. The breath of living people is more numerous and stronger here. The biting and bloodthirsty instincts drive them to swarm in regardless of everything.

"I saw it, don't panic!" Rosen said lightly, took a step forward, raised the baseball bat in his hand and made a simple straight stab.

At this moment, the wooden baseball bat in his hand seemed to have turned into an invincible sword.

After a dull thud, the male infected person who was at the front was stabbed directly in the forehead. The strong impact not only shattered his brain, which was now unknown whether it had already deteriorated, but also caused his neck to be completely broken due to the impact.

So it died in front of Rosen in an extremely twisted posture, with its face up to the sky.

"You killed a zombie virus infected person, merit value +500."

When Rosen saw this, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy. No wonder he had asked for the right ticket to this world. It turned out to be easy to make a profit.

If you kill three to fifty of them in one go, not only will you get your money back quickly, but you will also definitely make a fortune.

Besides, there are more than 30 or 50 infected people inside and outside the car. If we clear them all from south to north, how much merit points can we get? !

I can't even imagine it because it's so tempting.

Of course, Rosen also knew that this kind of good thing was purely his own wishful thinking.

Because according to the consistent nature of the system, as long as you kill ten or eight zombie virus infected people, it will inevitably start to depreciate sharply.

However, no matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. As long as there is profit, Rosen doesn't care how much.

If he wasn't in the cramped space inside the train, Rosen would have wanted to use his ultimate move right away.

ho ho ho...

The infected people behind rushed forward without any fear.

Rosen suddenly felt very happy. These people were rushing over to die, which was really enthusiastic and he had to satisfy them.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

Rosen grabbed the baseball bat and swung it casually, killing all the infected people who came one after another. By the way, he also gave them a two-piece set of anti-resurrection. It can be said that he was killing people and saving their souls at the same time, which was very conscientious!

It was a pity that after killing twenty infected people in a row, the merit points he gained from the kills began to depreciate as he had expected.

The original merit value of 500 points was directly cut in half to 250 points.

In addition, the drop rate of these guys is really low. Even after searching for potions and items repeatedly, I couldn't squeeze out many useful things from them. The most I got were some odd and ends of worthless Korean won.

This made Rosen couldn't help but complain in his heart that the people in this poor place were so damn poor. They were like this when they were alive, and they were still so miserable when they died.

At this moment, watching him swing the bat lightly and swiftly to easily kill those hideous-looking infected people, not only Minzhi, who had already started calling him Oppa, had an admiring look on her face, but Rongguo and Zhenxi, who had just followed over, were also stunned.

How did this guy do it? It's amazing! Rongguo watched Rosen swing his bat as easily as if he was just holding a straw, and he was surprised, admired and yearned for it.

Although the bat is not very heavy, it will still be tiring to swing it for a long time. No matter what, it is impossible to be as relaxed as the person in front of you, as if it is not affected by the weight at all.

Little did he know that compared to Rosen's strength of 98+32, the weight of a mere baseball bat could be completely ignored.

Wow! So manly! Jinxi's eyes lit up as well. She turned her head and glanced at Rongguo next to her. Suddenly, she felt that he didn't look as attractive as before.

Bang, snap.

With a crisp sound of broken bones, the last infected person fell to the ground and could not get up.

In front of Rosen, there was a pile of corpses that made people shudder. Blood was flowing, dyeing the ground blood red and emitting an unpleasant bloody smell.

"I'll return the bat to you." Rosen handed the bloodied bat back to Rong Guo, saying, "It feels good!"

"Thank you for your compliment." Rong Guo felt extremely honored when he heard the words. He immediately bowed his head and expressed his sincere gratitude.

Rosen knew that the Koreans were always like this, and he really didn't want to return the favor, so he immediately accepted his thanks and turned to the manager beside him and asked, "What did your conductor say?"

"Sorry, the signal has not been very good..." The manager now faced Rosen, who had just killed thirty or forty people in one breath. He felt extremely stressed and quickly bowed to apologize.

"Your apology to me is useless." Rosen said impatiently: "The key is how to deal with these bodies? In addition, are there other problematic passengers on the bus? You have to worry about this..."

The more Rosen talked, the more troubled he felt. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it. It has nothing to do with me anyway. Do whatever you want. I'm leaving. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Having said that, he turned around and walked away leisurely.

"Brother, brother, where are you going..." Minzhi shouted twice, and seeing that Rosen did not look back, she wanted to chase him but did not dare to do so when she saw the manager.

"Go over quickly and take care of him. If there is any trouble again we can ask him for help." The manager glared at her and urged.

Then the manager looked at Rongguo and Zhenxi and said, "The situation here is rather special. In order not to cause panic among the passengers in the carriages, you should not spread what you just saw."

"Do you think such a big thing can be kept secret?" Rong Guo asked, pointing at the pile of corpses that was nearly one person tall.

The space inside the train is indeed not very spacious, and with glass doors in the middle of each carriage, the field of vision is definitely limited.

But this does not mean that it can block the eyes of all passengers.

Especially carriage No. 10, which is right next to carriage No. 11. The infected people here screamed and rushed forward, and were then killed by Rosen with a baseball bat. Anyone who is not deaf or blind can see it.

The timid ones had already hidden in the carriages farther away, and the remaining brave ones just came to watch the fun. Now they almost knew everything they needed to know.

Therefore, when they saw Rosen coming, the remaining passengers in carriage No. 10, regardless of gender, age or status, all sat back in their seats obediently, sitting upright and silent, without even one daring to breathe heavily.

"Are you sick?!" Seeing this, Rosen walked through the carriage with a helpless look and was about to open the door.

"Brother, brother, let me do it." Minzhi chased after him and hurried over to open the door for him. She also bowed her head slightly with a sense of ceremony. She was really polite to the extreme.