The scene was chaotic. Although Chen Mo's killing spree caused quite a commotion, it was limited to a small area, and everyone's focus remained on the zombies.

By now, most of the zombies in the area had been dealt with, and the remaining few were surrounded tightly.

After all, with tens of thousands of people against a few hundred zombies, as long as they overcame their fear, killing them wasn't difficult.

The zombies that were killed, like the two nurses before, turned into light particles and merged into the player who killed them, leaving no corpses on the ground.

These light particles were what they called experience.

Killing one zombie only gave 1 point of experience, and leveling up from Level 1 to Level 2 required 100 points of experience, meaning one had to kill 100 zombies to level up.

Moreover, when a group of people attacked a zombie together, only the person who landed the last hit received the experience; the others got nothing. The Party System would only unlock after reaching Level 10, making leveling up even more challenging.

After killing so many zombies, everyone had basically figured out the zombies' attributes.

Strength, Constitution, and Agility were all at 10 points. As for Intelligence and Spirit, those were still unclear, but in the early stages, the first three attributes were the main focus.

10 points were already the highest initial attribute value for the Human Race. Without a good talent, an average person couldn't handle a zombie alone.

In other words, to improve strength, a few people needed to work together, which required strong relationships.

Zombies were only Level 1 creatures; the monsters that followed would only get stronger.

At this moment, everyone felt the difficulty of this game. Some were heavy-hearted, while others were eager to try.

As time passed, the remaining few zombies were also dealt with one by one.

Suddenly, a voice exclaimed from the crowd.

"What is this!?"

Everyone immediately looked over and saw a white light orb floating where a zombie had just disappeared.

"Could it be a drop!?" Everyone's eyes lit up.

The person closest reached out immediately.

However, his hand passed right through the light orb, touching nothing.

"The game introduction says drops have a 10-second protection period, only the killer can pick them up!" someone explained.

Hearing this, another man showed an excited expression, as he was the one who delivered the last hit.

The man quickly reached out to touch the light orb.

Sure enough, as his hand touched the orb, it dissipated, and a black belt appeared in his hand.

"Equipment!!!"

Everyone's eyes burned as they looked at the belt in the man's hand.

The man also showed a look of ecstasy, not expecting his luck to be so good to get equipment.

Out of hundreds of zombies, only this one piece of equipment dropped, showing how rare equipment drops were.

"Quick! Show us the attributes of this equipment!" The surrounding people urged impatiently.

The man looked around warily, and seeing the fervor in their eyes, his heart sank.

He suddenly felt that getting this equipment might not be a good thing.

He wasn't stupid. Although they were all classmates and had just worked together to fight zombies, when it came to interests, these people could turn on him in a heartbeat.

"What are you waiting for? Show us!"

Seeing the man standing still, the crowd urged him again.

Under pressure, the man had no choice but to display the equipment's attributes.

In the game, only the owner could see the equipment's attributes, but the owner could choose to display them.

A panel, like a void projection, appeared in mid-air, showing the equipment's attributes.

[Crude Storage Belt]

Quality: Common

Health +10

Contains 5 slots of Storage Space.

Wear Requirement: Level 1

"Storage Belt!!!"

Everyone's breathing quickened upon seeing the equipment.

Divine Path wasn't like the games they played before, where you started with a beginner's pack that included a storage backpack.

This game started with nothing, and everything had to be earned.

Everyone knew how important storage equipment was in the early stages.

Without storage equipment, you had to carry everything yourself, which affected combat, and you couldn't carry much if you had too many items.

But with storage equipment, you could store items in it, saving effort and worry.

Although this storage belt only had 5 slots, it saved a lot of effort, and it added 10 points to Health, making it a divine artifact in the early stages.

"Zhang Ming, you already got the experience from that zombie, it wouldn't be fair to take the equipment too," someone who knew the man said.

"Yeah, we all killed that zombie together. You've already taken the experience; the equipment should go to us," others chimed in.

Zhang Ming's face turned grim. He was unwilling to give up the equipment, but if he didn't, these people looked like they would tear him apart.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Ming said, "There are so many people here, and only one piece of equipment. Who should I give it to?"

"This..."

The crowd looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

Everyone wanted the equipment, but since the zombie was killed by everyone, giving it to anyone seemed inappropriate.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, "Give it to me!"

A tall figure squeezed through the crowd.

Li Minglei!

Seeing him, the surrounding people's expressions changed.

"Brother Lei, this isn't right. We killed this zombie, so the equipment should be divided among us," someone said, bracing themselves.

"Hmph, if I hadn't led the charge, you'd still be running away. Would you dare to kill zombies!?"

"You can't say that. Even if you hadn't stepped up, someone else would have. Could a few hundred zombies really defeat tens of thousands of us?"

"Exactly..."

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"Good steel should be used on the blade's edge. This equipment isn't much use to you, but if you give it to me, I can help you survive!" Li Minglei promised.

However, the others weren't moved.

They weren't fools; they wouldn't believe such nonsense.

He couldn't even guarantee his own survival, let alone theirs.

Seeing this, Li Minglei's face darkened.

"If you're not willing to give it up, don't blame me for not remembering our classmate ties!"

"What? You want to rob us!?" The crowd showed no fear.

"Even if you're strong, we're not afraid of you with so many of us!"

"Is that so!?" Li Minglei sneered.

Soon, a large group of people suddenly surged in behind him.

These were people who had been impressed by his strength in the earlier battle and were willing to follow him.

After all, many people only had White and Green Talents and lacked confidence in themselves, so they chose to follow a strong leader.

And currently, at Jiangcheng University, Li Minglei, with his Orange Talent, was the best choice.

So, in a short time, Li Minglei had already gathered a bunch of followers.

Seeing the large group behind Li Minglei, the faces of the people in the crowd turned extremely grim.

In the end, they chose to give up.

The other side had more people, and with Li Minglei there, they definitely couldn't win if a fight broke out.

The equipment was good, but you needed to be alive to take it.

In the end, Zhang Ming reluctantly handed the Storage Belt to Li Minglei.

"Haha, thanks!" Li Minglei was overjoyed.

"Don't worry, we're all classmates. With me around, I guarantee you can thrive in this game!"

Hearing this, the crowd could only smile and say nothing more.