However, Vikram’s actions made their souls jump out of their bodies.

Vikram, with his back to the Epic-level Zombie’s attack, still stood in place and did not move.

Instead, he slowly raised one arm, clenched it into a fist, and without even looking, punched upwards!

"Bang!" Fist and palm met, emitting a huge muffled sound.

The few people who witnessed all this looked at Vikram with some disbelief.

Just a physical collision, the sound it made was already no less than the sound of a club hammering.

They knew Vikram’s strength was terrifying, after all, Vikram had also killed an Epic-level Zombie by himself last time.

But now, whether in terms of speed or strength, the few of them could tell that this Zombie was much stronger than the last one.

Yet, even so, Vikram didn’t even use a weapon.

With just one hand, which looked fragile compared to the Zombie’s giant arm, he easily neutralized the blow.

"Hiss!" Although everyone tried very hard not to make a sound to avoid becoming the target of this terrifying Zombie, they still couldn’t help but gasp.

After exchanging blows with the Zombie, Vikram and it had already put some distance between them.

The result of this exchange was even better than Vikram had imagined.

He felt that he has punch a child’d hand.

In contrast, after being hit by Vikram’s fist, the opponent’s forearm hung limply from its shoulder.

It certainly wasn’t broken, as both sides had comparable strength, but it was probably dislocated.

As for why there was such a big difference, Vikram estimated it was due to the stamina stat.

In fact, Vikram had discovered long ago that this stamina stat should more appropriately be called physique.

In addition to longer endurance in daily life, the body’s defensive power would also increase with the increase of this stat.

Based on previous experience of shooting Epic-level Zombies.

Logically speaking, ordinary bullets would most likely no longer cause too much damage to Vikram.

The last Epic-level Zombie with fifty-odd stamina could withstand bullets, so there was no reason Vikram couldn’t.

He just hadn’t verified it because he didn’t want to experiment with his own body.

Having clarified his own strength, Vikram no longer wasted time and immediately summoned his Epic-level Tungsten Steel Hammer.

However, this Zombie was one whose intelligence had been enhanced by the thunder and lightning storm.

Seeing that it was clearly no match for the opponent, it had no intention of staying here.

It turned and tried to escape.

But how could Vikram let it have its way?

Before it could take a step and drill into the tunnel they came through, Vikram blocked the exit first.

Immediately after, he swung a hammer at the Epic-level Zombie rushing towards him.

"Boom!"

With his inherent strength and the enhancement of an Epic-level weapon, the opponent was even less of a match.

It couldn’t even take one of Vikram’s hammer blows, being sent flying backward by the impact and crashing heavily against the wall.

Vikram had no intention of giving it a chance to breathe; the hammer in his hand had, at some point, been replaced by a long saber emitting a faint glow.

Under its terrified gaze, the long saber went straight for its head.

"Swoosh!" After only a short two-minute exchange, this terrifyingly strong Zombie had already become a cold, headless corpse.

Ron and the others couldn’t help but swallow, looking at Vikram who was like a God of War, their faces filled with admiration.

Seeing how swiftly their boss moved, they felt a bit embarrassed that they couldn’t help at all.

After all that, it turned out that Harry, who could drive, was the most useful person for Vikram’s outing.

Vikram didn’t pay attention to their complicated gazes and told them to collect all the corpses on the ground.

Just as he was about to return to the territory, a sudden tremor came from the zombie nest underground.

"Holy crap, it’s collapsing! Big Brother, run!"

Ron, who reacted first, grabbed Vikram’s sleeve and was about to pull him out.

To his surprise, Vikram slapped his hand away, "No need to run, it’s not a collapse."

Although the tunnel dug by the zombies was indeed crude and looked like it could easily collapse, Vikram had already noticed the unusual movement in the nest.

Completely different from a normal earthquake, the tremor seemed to have a rhythm.

Vikram had experienced this familiar feeling thrice since coming to this world.

Three times, it occurred when treasure chests appeared in ruins, but all times he got the choice to go in the different ruin. So, why not this time.

While he was thinking of this, a treasure chest glowing with purple light had appeared at the spot where the Epic-level Zombie had died.

"This..."

Vikram had seen this scene before, but the others hadn’t. They looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

"Didn’t they say there were no more supply boxes? How did this one appear again?"

"Is it because this zombie was high-grade that it dropped something?"

"That’s not right either. We killed one yesterday and didn’t see it drop a box."

They spoke one after another, completely bewildered by the sudden appearance of the box.

Only Vikram didn’t hesitate at all. He grabbed the box and led everyone away from the place.

Although he didn’t know, why there was no choice to enter in the ruin, it was indeed a ruined treasure chest as Vikram suspected, it wouldn’t be long before a phenomenon reaching the sky would erupt here.

"Let’s go, Harry Bro, quickly drive back to the Shelter."

Harry was a Survivor in his late thirties, and Vikram didn’t want to take advantage, so he usually called him that.

Even though the other party always said he couldn’t bear the title, Vikram never changed how he addressed him.

"Alright, Boss, hold on tight!"

As they left, Vikram kept looking back at the location of the zombie nest.

Sure enough, not long after, a white light shot out from that spot, but compared to what emerged from a proper ruin, it looked rather odd.

Not only was the light dimmer, but the light pillar was also smaller.

They had barely driven a short distance when the black fog completely covered it, as if nothing had ever happened.

Today, Vikram had finally figured out the situation with the zombies.

If nothing unexpected happened, most of the zombies had hidden underground.

Overall, the surface would be much safer recently.

However, the underground zombies were slowly evolving, and if no measures were taken, it would definitely become another hidden danger later on.

Upon arriving home, Vikram piled the corpses harvested yesterday and those from today’s nest inside the fence.

Everyone spent some time removing all the valuable items from the zombie bodies.

To his disappointment, the the Epic-level Zombies didn’t drop anything at all.

Among a large pile of corpses, they ultimately only harvested six mutated crystals.

Adding the remaining crystals from before and those he ’tricked’ from Snape, he now had a total of 17.

Vikram himself had already reached his usage limit, so they were not of much use to him.

He took out five of the crystals and distributed them among Ron and the other four, then Vikram returned to the Treehouse.

It wasn’t because he was stingy and didn’t want to give them away; after all, these things were nothing to Vikram.

The main reason was that Vikram was still willing to prioritize resources for the members he trusted more.

Back in the Shelter, he divided the remaining crystals equally between Sophia, Divya and Anjali. He has tried to give one crystal to Luna, but she wasn’t able to absorb it.

Then he took out the box harvested from the zombie underground nest from his bag.

[Supply Box: Purple, a special treasure chest dropped from an Epic Zombie nest, can drop items of Epic-level and below.]

"This box?" Since the Black Fog began, most Survivors, including Vikram, had not seen a supply box again.

Now that Vikram suddenly pulled out this long-unseen item, Divya’s eyes lit up.

He informed the them about today’s situation, and they nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, Vikram also didn’t understand why a treasure chest would appear in a hole dug by a zombie.

According to what the Survival Platform said before, the only place where supply boxes should appear now was in ruins.

"Could it be that any place where an Epic-level creature resides can be considered a ruin?"

"That would be too careless."

He shrugged, and under the curious gazes of the three, Vikram slowly opened the box.

[Advanced Bulletproof Vest X1, Quality: Purple, can withstand small-caliber bullet impacts.]

[Glock 19 Pistol X1: Quality: Purple, compact 9mm caliber pistol.]

"Another pistol?"

He picked it up with some surprise and played with it for a while.

Although he now had two machine guns and four pistols in his hands, firearms were always advantageous in the Wasteland World, so who would ever think they had too many?

Not only that, but the remaining item in the box was also remarkable.

It could be called a high-grade item.

"Wow, Vikram, you mean this treasure chest was found in a broken house built by zombies?"

"Aren’t those buildings everywhere? If we go a few more times, won’t we strike it rich?" Anjali wasn’t speaking carelessly.

The type of building Vikram explored today could truly be said to be ubiquitous.

However, he wasn’t entirely sure if eliminating the zombies inside would always drop this kind of supply box.

If they all dropped, it would mean the Wasteland was full of ruins.

Judging by the rewards from today’s box, Vikram might not even need to specifically buy firearms in the future.

Suppressing his somewhat excited mood, Vikram immediately frowned.

It was currently the last week of the Black Fog, and also the week with the strongest toxicity.

Most Survivors might not dare to go out due to fear of the toxicity and hadn’t discovered these changes yet.

But shelters like Green Wind Shelter, which were relatively strong, definitely wouldn’t care about these things.

They had plenty of people; even if they were afraid of the poison, they could just take turns going out.

So, the situation with these zombies might soon be known by others.

Whether they could defeat Epic-level Zombies was another matter, but since Vikram already knew the situation below, he would absolutely not miss the opportunity to get a step ahead of other Survivors.

Vikram wasn’t going to waste any time.

The next morning, after a quick breakfast, he led his group out in their vehicle.

With the previous experience, Vikram didn’t plan to take detours to explore those underground nests again.

Although these Zombie nests, like the ruins, could bring him material rewards, they were still places where Zombies advanced.

Since he wanted to eradicate the nests to get supply boxes, he naturally chose the principle of proximity.

It could also solve future safety hazards. "Blow it open directly."

Homemade explosives weren’t very useful for much else, but they were perfectly suited for destroying these dilapidated buildings.

At Vikram’s command, Percy lit the explosives in his hand and threw them next to the building.

"Boom!"

Just like yesterday, once the nest was destroyed, about a dozen guard-like Zombies would crawl out from underground.

However, this time they were prepared. Before the Zombies could even climb out of the hole, Ron and the others were already waiting above with their weapons.

"Puff! Puff!" The crisp sounds of heads being blown apart rang out one after another.

Vikram had barely taken in the scenery when these Zombies were already dead on the spot, never even making it out of the cave entrance.

Following the same method, they collected the bodies, and the group stepped inside.

Vikram observed that, apart from slight variations in the internal space of the nests, there was no other difference.

These Zombies instinctively dug holes, and transported nutrients to the strongest Zombie on the wall.

Only when Vikram destroyed the Pods sac would the Epic-level Zombie in the center automatically break out.