I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

"Status."

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[Name: Ray Crownwell]

[Status: Awakened (B-class)]

[Skill: Body Strengthening (Awakening III), Necromancer (Awakening I)]

[Strength: 120 Kg (60 original)]

[Speed: 68 Km/h (34 original)]

[Stamina: 6 original]

[Physique: 6 original (1 for a normal adult male)]

[Mental strength: 4 (1 for the average adult man)]

[Mutation energy: 6]

[Binding summon: one undead dog (level one) 2 ME/min]

[Shop points: 0]

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"Oh, so I can summon the undead dog whenever I want?" Ray thought as he recovered for a moment and tried to summon the undead dog again.

This time, he didn't need to go to the realm of the dead. The undead dog appeared in front of him again, acting like a puppy.

Ray looked at the system prompt that suddenly appeared in front of him.

[If you want to cancel the summon then please choose a keyword. If you choose a keyword to cancel the summon, it would be much easier than always using the mutation energy to connect to the wolrd of dead.]

He looked at the red panel with a slight mischief in his eyes.

"Can I choose anything?"

[yes]

An emotionless voice rang in his ears.

"It's the first time this thing had talked to me," Ray tried to communicate with the system again; however, how he tried now, it seemed to have turned a deaf ear.

"Oh well, it doesn't have emotion."

He thought a little and set the words immediately.

"Go back to the shadow realm." Ray voiced with a poker face.

[It is advised that the host should use only one word]

"Fine," Ray grumbled before finally saying with a face full of reluctance, "cancel."

[Are you sure you want to make "cancel" the word to return back your summon?]

"Yes." Ray mumbled.

"Cancel."

The moment he uttered this word, the undead dog disappeared as if it didn't exist in the first place.

[If you want to summon the dead that you have bound with, please choose a word]

"Wakey." Ray casually stated.

[Are you sure you want to make "Wakey" the word to summon the dead?]

"Yes."

Finally, Ray stood up from the ground with a satisfied expression.

He finally knew how this necromancer worked, and his potential has directly increased to B-class.

This was a fruitful day for Ray. He looked out the balcony at the countless undead with a frown.

He needed to scout for more resources, as the resources of the entire apartment were still limited.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Grace poked out her head, looking curiously at Ray.

"Nothing." Ray curled his lips into a smile. This woman was the reason he got the necromancer skill, so naturally, he was happy about it.

However, Grace seemed to think the opposite when she saw the smile of Ray, as her body involuntarily trembled.

"What evil thoughts are you cooking now?" she pouted.

"When did you learn slang from the internet?" Ray strangely looked at her.

"You think only boys scour the internet." she huffed and puffed.

"Fine, fine, let's go inside. We are eating dumplings tonight, right?" Ray waved his hand.

When she heard the words dumpling, Grace started to drooling.

"Yes." she gulped.

"Is Dumpling that delicious?" Ray asked with a playful gaze.

"Who doesn't like Dumplings?" She gulped while speaking.

"True, but do you know what is more delicious than dumplings?" Ray's gaze turned lecherous as he looked around her body.

"What-?" her eyes fell on Ray's lecherous gaze, and a red hue crossed her cheeks. "You pervert."

"Hey, hey." Ray scratched his head with a chuckle as he started to coax her with beautiful words.

Always eating twisted flowers was his style, neither was inflicting pain to women, but he was helpless in this apocalypse. To become stronger, he must spread his genes.

But even so, he will never treat his own woman unfairly.

Grace seemed to have also noticed that he was unusually kind to her now, although she was curious about why he changed so much, but she was happy about it.

Nobody wanted to get hurt unless they were some masochist.

She was happy and started to flirt with Ray as well.

Just like that, the night passed with Ray and the two girls' stomachs full, eating dumplings with soup.

"I am sleepy now." Grace lazily yawned in the cushion, looking at the repeated program in the TV which was recorded way before the apocalypse.

"I have some fun exercise we three could do." Ray smirked evilly.

Hearing about the "fun exercise", Grace and Freya blushed.

"Pervert." Grace blushed but didn't refuse, as for Freya, she was just shy and shy.

After that, one could imagine what happened.

Since Ray's stamina has increased so much, he could last almost half the night and even be refreshed in the morning.

Ray hummed as he walked downstairs to the ground floor with a satisfied smile across his lips.

"Wakey."

He muttered, summoning the dog who was entirely covered in an eerie darkness.

Ray pointed at the crowd of undead.

"Go."

Rawr!

The undead dog violently roared as it jumped across the tall gates and started its slaughter.

Ray's eyes narrowed as he carefully watched the movements of the undead dog. To his surprise, the power of the undead dog was similar to when it was still living, in fact, could be considered even more powerful now.

The undead dog swiped its paws, and two, three undead instantly fell to the ground, and its sharp canine teeth dug deep into one of the undead's brains, instantly destroying it.

Not only that, when other undead started to attack and the dog sustained major injuries in his head.

The eerie darkness completely recovered all its wounds, and the undead dog started to fight again.

Ray could feel the rapidly draining mutation energy inside him, but at the same time, whenever it killed an undead, a small amount of mutation energy would increase towards him.

"This can be an infinite loop." his eyes lit up in excitement.

Just like that, with the delicate balance of killing and spending mutation energy, the undead dog had already killed several hundred undead, almost clearing the area clean.

However, at this time, it encountered a huddle, four level one human undead, the last remaining undead attacked the dog from all sides.