Global Transmigration: Receiving God-like Talents!

Translator: Langshare  Editor: Langshare

Enoch led the berserk rats toward the Black Fog behind the shop.

Because of the Black Fog, they couldn't see the scenery behind them.

Enoch was surprised.

After walking for more than 50 meters, he saw the building in front of him.

It was a single and simple villa.

If his guess was correct, this should be the owner's house.

From the size of the store, it is easy to see that the store is owner-operated, so the variety of goods inside is not too large. What slightly disappointed Enoch was that he did not find any buildings like warehouses.

This shop, because of its size, does not seem to need a warehouse to store merchandise. If there was a shortage of goods, they could just stock up.

When they were inside the store, Enoch saw a small room that was only about ten square meters. He thought it was a utility room, and there were broken packaging bags and other rubbish everywhere on the floor.

Now that he thought about it, it should be the store's warehouse.

But since they were already here, they naturally wanted to see if the owner had anything good.

What if the owner hid all the useful materials in his house?

When the disaster came, as a shop owner, it wouldn't be too much for him to store some in his own house, right?

With this thought in mind, Enoch came to the front of the house and prepared to enter.

The house was a very common brick-stone mixed wood structure.

For safety, Enoch first walked around the entire house.

A broken window caught his attention.

The window glass had been completely shattered. From the blood stains left on the glass remnants, it was hard to tell whether it was a human who had broken into the house or a zombie.

But as expected, the owner of the house should have died.

Then there was nothing to worry about. Enoch returned to the front door.

With a Flash of lightning, a hole appeared where the door lock had been.

"Creak -- Creak -"

Walking through the door, even though the berserk rats were light-footed, they still caused the old wooden floor to emit an ear-piercing sound, especially in this silent environment.

Due to the lack of space in the house, Enoch only allowed three berserk rats to follow him in. The rest of them were on guard outside the house.

Now, blood was found in the window, and the front door of the house wasn't damaged.

Then there was a good chance there were zombies in this house!

Walking into the front door, the direction directly opposite should be the family's living room. On the left was the kitchen, and on the right were the stairs and the windowsill.

The broken window was in the direction of the windowsill.

Enoch walked carefully, and the air was filled with the smell of corruption.

He walked towards the windowsill.

A bloody scene came into view.

On the floor of the room, there were two corpses lying up and down.

It had been too long since the time of death, and the moisture in the corpses had completely dispersed. Under the gnawing of the unknown creature, even the bones were exposed in many places.

The body above him was dressed in a blurry manner, but it was not difficult to see that he had broken into the house through the window.

He died tragically here.

The fatal wound was a terrifying gash on his head.

This gash was caused by the short-handled hunting rifle hitting him at close range.

At this moment, the murder weapon was still tightly held in the hands of the body below.

The body below was wearing an apron, and the words on it were faintly discernible -- family supermarket.

From the looks of it, this body was most likely the owner of the supermarket.

Because of the passage of time, Enoch was unable to distinguish whether the body above was a zombie or a human.

But the result was already very obvious. The owner of the house and the intruder had perished together.

What puzzled Enoch was that it seemed that the owner of the house didn't have any fatal injuries.

Even if the wounds were on the abdomen or other places, the shop owner should have mutated into a zombie under the effect of the Black Fog.

However, judging from the owner's appearance, he didn't have any tendency to turn into a zombie.

Could it be... that he guessed wrongly?

Could it be that the Black Fog wasn't the cause of the zombie transformation?

With this doubt in mind, Enoch squatted down and looked carefully.

Soon, a pool of dried blood at the back of the store owner's head caught Enoch's attention.

Enoch took the short-handled hunting rifle from the store owner's hand.

He accidentally pulled off the store owner's entire right hand.

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Uh... This was also to find out the truth about your death, much offensive.

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Enoch found an excuse for himself and used the short-handled hunting rifle as a stand, trying to turn the two bodies over to see the cause of the store owner's death.

The short-handled hunting rifle had long been damaged, so it had not been notarized by the sacred tree space. Otherwise, this type of weapon would have been notarized by the sacred tree space.

After all, the sacred tree space could even classify useless things like the branches of the sacred tree as weapons.

It couldn't be that the branch really had some strange power, right.

Anyway, Enoch did not believe it!

If that was the case, they could just uproot the Divine Tree and fight with it. What kind of tree would they plant?

He drove away the strange thoughts in his mind.

Enoch focused on the shop owner again.

He used the short-handled hunting rifle to move the two corpses, and Enoch instantly knew the cause of the shop owner's death...

A tactical short dagger was stuck firmly in the back of the shop owner's neck!

This way, the whole story was clarified.

The intruder was a human since zombies couldn't use weapons.

The shop owner had a fight with the intruder after the intruder entered, and both of them died in the end.

Although this was the first time Enoch had seen such a scene.

But he could imagine that this kind of thing was everywhere in this post-apocalyptic world.

"Zi -- LA -"

A sharp sound came from above.

Enoch's expression changed.

This was... the sound of sharp weapons rubbing against the floor!

Could it be that there were still living people in this house?

A Divine Tree Master? Or a survivor?

If it was a survivor, this would be a huge discovery!

Thinking of this.

Enoch prepared to go to the second floor of the house to take a look.

It was easily seen that this villa was very old.

Judging from the layout of the house, it even seemed to be a product of the last century.

The aisles and other areas were very narrow.

In conjunction with the gloomy light, it shows a hint of an eerie atmosphere. Moreover, in the area of the first floor, Enoch did not find any material reserves, if it was not after the disaster that someone came to this house.

The store owner's supplies should be on the second floor of the room.

With this in mind, Enoch walked down the stairs toward the second floor.