Apocalypse Game: Starting by Killing My Campus Belle Girlfriend - Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Apocalypse Game Golden Finger System
To be honest, at first, Lin Ziluo didn’t plan on believing it.
But the benefits it promised were simply too overwhelming to ignore!
The Apocalypse Game was universally known as an exceptionally difficult survival game. Its difficulty lay in the fact that the total probability of dropping items—be it equipment, resources, or skill books—upon killing zombies was only 1%.
This wasn’t just Lin Ziluo’s speculation.
After the apocalypse, teams of researchers conducted large-scale data testing to confirm it.
A 1% drop rate, and most of the time, it was just survival necessities like food and water.
Just the thought of it made his scalp tingle.
For those with bad luck, it was a downright nightmare.
If not for the numerous dungeon teleportation arrays scattered throughout cities—where players could acquire equipment, resources, and gold—the chances of survival would have been next to none.
Now, this Golden Finger System told Lin Ziluo:
That 1% drop rate? It was now maxed out to 100%.
In other words, every single zombie kill guaranteed an item drop.
Lin Ziluo couldn’t even begin to imagine what such a reality would look like.
“Are you sure this Golden Finger works?” Lin Ziluo asked cautiously.
"Ding! Absolute Drop Rate is now active. Please use it with confidence."
A golden panel appeared in front of Lin Ziluo:
[Apocalypse Game Golden Finger System]
Name: Lin Ziluo
Current Level: 0 (A Golden Finger attribute unlocks every 10 levels)
Super Golden Finger:
- Absolute Drop Rate: All zombies killed by the player have their drop rate increased from 1% to 100%.
Golden Finger Quests: None
Ordinary Golden Fingers: None
"Ding! The player’s level matches the game level. Every 10 levels, the host can draw one Super Golden Finger. Completing tasks assigned by the Golden Finger System can earn Ordinary Golden Fingers, equipment, and items."
The joy was indescribable.
Lin Ziluo, who had been sitting on the floor, leaped to his feet.
I never imagined I’d gain such a cheat-like system.
At the same time, a new thought crossed his mind.
I’ll bring down the Li Family.
Originally, Lin Ziluo had planned to avenge himself against Li Haobo and then go into hiding.
He intended to quietly become a lone wolf, growing stronger before dismantling the Li Family piece by piece.
After ten years of being hunted, he had learned that power was the only thing that mattered.
As for the Li Family, which had sheltered Li Haobo and Yao Jinghan...
That colossal force, which had eventually established the fortress city of Li Clan City, seemed nearly untouchable.
But with the Golden Finger System, Lin Ziluo saw hope.
The Li Family?
Just wait and see.
The thrill of revenge, combined with the newfound cheat system, left Lin Ziluo in high spirits.
He grabbed Yao Jinghan’s severed head and her mangled, headless corpse, which had already been destroyed by his earlier rage.
Without hesitation, he stuffed the two “pieces of trash” into a large garbage bin in the corner of the warehouse.
He also tossed in his bloodstained clothes.
Then, he pulled clean clothes from his backpack and changed into them.
With less than an hour until the Apocalypse Game descended, he still needed to prepare a few things.
Hands in his pockets, Lin Ziluo strolled out of the warehouse with a casual and carefree expression.
Who could have guessed?
The campus belle of Modu University is now a mutilated corpse dumped in an abandoned warehouse.
The campus field was teeming with students.
The reason? The entire sky had turned a blood-red hue.
This “spectacle” struck many couples as romantic.
Under the crimson sky, lovers embraced and whispered sweet nothings to each other.
Carrying a small backpack, Lin Ziluo walked to a campus convenience store.
“Auntie, three bottles of water and five pieces of bread,” Lin Ziluo said.
After paying, he stuffed the items into his bag.
Although he could loot supplies from zombies with his 100% drop rate, he wanted to play it safe—just in case the system turned out to be unreliable.
What if the items don’t drop? Then what?
For now, the most important thing was planning the perfect opening.
After buying the supplies, Lin Ziluo walked straight out of the school.
University campuses were notoriously dangerous after the apocalypse began.
With their dense populations—primarily young, physically strong students—the zombies that emerged posed a significant threat to survivors.
In the Apocalypse Game, levels weren’t the most crucial factor; base attributes mattered far more.
For example, a professionally trained special forces soldier, even at level zero, could easily defeat players five or six levels higher.
After leaving the campus, Lin Ziluo arrived at a small, inconspicuous motel two streets away.
Stepping inside, he saw the owner lounging in a chair.
“Boss, I need an hourly room,” Lin Ziluo said, knocking on the counter to get the man’s attention.
“Single room, 40 yuan an hour,” the boss replied lazily, not bothering to get up.
“I know. Also, call No. 3 for me,” Lin Ziluo said, transferring his last 300 yuan.
The boss sat up, giving Lin Ziluo a once-over.
“Hmm, haven’t seen you around before. But fine, 300 it is. I won’t charge you for the room. No. 3 will be here soon.”
He tossed Lin Ziluo a key to Room 209.
Lin Ziluo caught the key and headed upstairs without saying another word.
Coming here for a woman and still acting all high and mighty? the boss muttered under his breath as Lin Ziluo disappeared up the stairs.
This motel was known for its “pink business.”
How do I know?
Well... let’s just say I’ve been here after the apocalypse.
His goal today was simple: secure his first kill.
According to his memories, the motel’s No. 3—one of the “workers”—would eventually become an early-stage boss in the apocalypse.
That boss was also the first one Lin Ziluo had killed in his past life.
As a boss, No. 3 wouldn’t be infected; she would immediately transform into a zombie.
Lin Ziluo intended to isolate himself and kill a zombie as quickly as possible after the apocalypse began.
No. 3 was the perfect target.
He entered Room 209.
The space was small and reeked of unpleasant odors.
Its only redeeming feature was the attached bathroom. Well, considering the motel’s clientele, that wasn’t surprising.
Lin Ziluo stepped into the bathroom and took a quick shower.
Refreshed, he dressed and checked his phone. 6:55 PM.
Five minutes until the Apocalypse Game begins.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Hello, No. 3 is here,” came a woman’s voice.
“Come in. The door’s open,” Lin Ziluo replied.
The door creaked open, and a heavily made-up woman entered, wearing revealing clothes, black stockings, and holding a cigarette between her lips.
Her eyes lit up when she saw Lin Ziluo.
“Well, well, a handsome one this time. Not bad,” she muttered, though her expression soured when she noticed him fully clothed and lying on the bed.
“What’s your deal? Clothes still on? Hurry up! I’ve got another client waiting,” she snapped impatiently.
[TL Note]
Pink business means adult-oriented activities, such as running a brothel or offering services associated with the sex trade.