"Impossible! We've killed so many zombies and still haven't reached Tier 2—how the hell did you get there?!" the leader shouted, his voice cracking with disbelief, like he was trying to argue reality into submission.
Ethan just smiled, offering no explanation.
Outkill them? Please.
Even if he ignored everything before, just in the past two days, they'd slaughtered over a thousand zombies. These guys? Not even close.
And reaching Tier 2 wasn't about body count—it was about quality. Specifically, whether you'd taken down Tier 2 zombies and absorbed their crystal cores.
That was the real bottleneck.
And on that front, no one could touch Ethan's group. While others wandered around hoping to stumble across a lucky drop, they hunted with precision. They targeted Tier 2s like heat-seeking missiles.
These guys? Either their luck sucked, or they just hadn't killed enough to matter.
