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Action Multiplication Talent In The Zombie Apocalypse

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Hard work, courage and a dash of recklessness were the only things Trenton knew in life. It was what got him out of poverty, and it was what got him into the sheriff's department. But when the zombie apocalypse hit Earth, and an accompanying System with it, Trenton must not only keep his community safe, but also defy the System's desire to turn the massive city he resides within into a plague nest. A zombie apocalypse by itself was horrible enough. But one backed by the System was far, far worse. Especially when the passage of time produced increasingly worse mutations and infected. It was a race to keep up, but thankfully the System gave humanity an advantage too in the form of skills, talents and levels. And Trenton with his work ethic received one of the most broken abilities of them all. Action Multiplication. A single punch counted for two, a single crafted item counted for double. And this could even be improved further? A powerful ability. But when combined with his work ethic? Perhaps the zombies and System should be worried about Trenton Carmine.
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