People Are in Xianxia, ​​And the System Is in Doomsday

"You killed a level 1 zombie with your bare hands, your contribution +3" Fang Ming was stunned. It was clearly a black-backed crucian carp. "You killed a level 3 zombie with your bare hands, your contribution is +5" Fang Ming smiled, picked up the pheasant and put it into the basket. Many years later... "You killed a level 82 zombie with your bare hands, your contribution is +656" Fairy Yunyao's eyes widened and she looked at the mount lying in a pool of blood with distress on her face. "You killed a level 179 zombie with your bare hands, your contribution is +1359" Sect Master Qin looked up to the sky and roared, watching helplessly as the mountain-protecting beast fell from mid-air. Fang Ming said that he was innocent, they were all zombies, and I was just getting rid of harm for the people.