Hey, hey, hey! Your golden finger is mine.

Upon hearing this, Sang Luo walked to the window and casually glanced downstairs through the glass.

This place seemed to be a residential area, and the floor she was on was probably the sixth or seventh floor. She could see groups of people gathered downstairs, walking slowly.

Sang Luo raised his eyebrows.

"Wow, it's quite lively!"

"It's so hot, and they still have the leisure to walk around outside. Aren't they afraid of getting a heat stroke?"

Yumi said quietly, "Master, would you like to take a closer look?"

Upon hearing this, Sang Luo narrowed his eyes and stared at the nearest group of people.

I saw that group of people, their clothes were tattered, their skin was gray and blue, and several of them had large cuts on their stomachs, revealing their bloody internal organs...

Sang Luo swallowed and said, "This...isn't it a zombie?"

Yumi nodded hurriedly: "Congratulations, you got it right!"

Sang Luo quickly pulled the curtains and couldn't help but swear.

"Fuck! You even congratulated me!"

"What? I just learned martial arts, and you're giving me the entire zombie world so I can practice?"

"It's hard to shoot this thing with a gun, you don't want me to chop it with a sword, do you? Besides, I don't have a sword..."

Upon hearing this, Yumi took out her small box, rummaged through it, and finally pulled out a long sword from the box.

This long sword is one and a half meters long. The hilt is as black as ink, but the blade is a very bright red. The whole body of the sword is engraved with some beautiful and mysterious patterns.

Sang Luo was a little dazed.

This sword looks so familiar...

The next second, the long sword appeared in Sang Luo's hand.

The sudden weight made Sang Luo stagger and lean against the wall.

Yumi said proudly, "Now I have it!"

Sang Luo was speechless.

"Is this a question of whether or not I have a sword? Are you really going to ask me to chop you with a sword?"

"Besides, this sword is so heavy, I can't even lift it. How can I kill someone?"

Yumi finally realized what was happening and quickly said, "Close your eyes and communicate with this sword, then you can sign a contract with it."

Sang Luo closed his eyes in disbelief, but couldn't help but complain, "Is your method reliable? Don't they all have to swear by blood in novels?"

However, as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt a surge of joy emanating from the sword in her hand.

This feeling is very strange, as if the sword in my hand is a living thing.

The next second, she felt the sword in her hand became much lighter.

What surprised her even more was that the sword could change size according to her wishes.

Yumi's voice came over: "Blood contract is the simplest form of contract, but it is also the weakest contract and can be easily broken. But we are using a soul contract, which is much more solid than blood contract."

Sang Luo opened his eyes, waved the sword casually, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, it works quite well."

As soon as Sang Luo finished speaking, the sword in her hand trembled slightly, and a feeling of happiness entered her mind.

Sang Luo was a little surprised: "Is this sword alive?"

Yumi nodded, then shook her head. "It's not really alive. It's the sword's spirit. But the sword's spirit is damaged, and now it can only express these simple emotions."

Sang Luo curled his lips: "It turns out to be a piece of junk..."

Although he said this, Sang Luo still touched the sword in his hand with heartache, and subconsciously said: "Don't worry, I will fix it for you."

Just when Sang Luo was about to test the sharpness of the sword, Yumi started urging him again: "Master, hurry up, the zombie wave is coming!"

Sang Luo's eyes widened: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Yumi wanted to cry but had no tears: "I've been urging you to leave!"

Sang Luo looked at the sword in his hand and said, "Tell me, is it possible that this sword can carry me flying?"

Yumi ruthlessly rejected Sang Luo's idea: "Let's not talk about the fact that this sword is seriously damaged. Even if it wasn't damaged, you don't have the spiritual power to make this sword fly..."

Sang Luo touched his chin and said, "Then use the cheat code to change the time of the zombie tide's attack to a later date."

Yumi smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, Master, this world is more advanced. The energy required to change the word gold finger is huge. With our current energy, we can't change a single word."

Sang Luo twitched his lips: "Then what else can I use?"

Yumi said flatteringly: "The white moonlight filter and superb medical skills can still be used..."

Sang Luo: “…”

Do you want me to charm the zombies or cure them?

Sang Luo sighed and asked, "Then you can always find me a car, right?"

Yumi nodded immediately.

"Yes, yes!"

"You go out, turn left, go down to the sixth floor through the emergency passage, open the door, and there's an SUV parked right at the door. There's still half a tank of gas in the car, and the keys are in the car."

"However, there are quite a few zombies along the way."

Sang Luo gritted his teeth and asked, "About how many are there?"

Yumi paused and said, "Eleven, but there's a chance the noise you make will attract other zombies."

Sang Luo continued to ask: "How many zombies are there?"

Yumi replied softly, "Only a group of tens of thousands of zombies can be called a zombie tide..."

Sang Luo: “…”

Whether it’s a dozen or tens of thousands, I still know how to choose.

Thinking of this, Sang Luo looked around the room and asked, "Can I put my things in that small box of yours?"

Yumi nodded, ran out of Sang Luo's head, and lay on Sang Luo's shoulder: "Okay, tell me what you want to take, I can put it in."

Sang Luo quickly instructed Yumi to put away everything they might need. He then looked at his own attire and asked, "Since we already have swords, shouldn't we also have robes that are invulnerable to swords and guns, as well as water and fire?"

Yumi nodded: "Yes, there is, but you can't use it."

Sang Luo was dissatisfied: "Why can't it be used?"

"You have no spiritual power, so you can't even do something as simple as putting on your robes. Just like you have contracted the Xuanling Sword, you can only use it as an ordinary long sword to chop people..."

Sang Luo: “…”

Damn it, I want to become an immortal!

Finally, Sang Luo changed into a set of sportswear, found a motorcycle helmet from the corner, put it on his head, held the sword tightly, and walked out of the room carefully.

Fortunately, under Yumi's command, Sang Luo easily eliminated the zombies in the corridor and successfully reached the first floor.

Just as she was about to open the door and walk out, Yumi quickly reminded her.

"Master, there are 5 zombies at the door, and 20 meters away from the door, there are 7 more zombies!"

"You must get rid of the zombies at the door and get in the car quickly before those seven zombies arrive."

"Otherwise, the noise of the fight will attract all the zombies in this area."