"Given the current situation..."
Yang Xinqi glanced towards the south, saying, "Should we perhaps not go to Absolute Justice today?"
It’s too soon to discuss whether human civilization will perish; the immediate concern is whether we can retrieve the lost resources.
Zhang Su put one hand on his hip and gazed southward. As he weighed the pros and cons in his mind, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his lips quivered involuntarily.
In the sky, crystal-clear snowflakes descended and fluttered, quite beautiful, but unfortunately, the cost of this beauty was too heavy!
"This... it’s snowing already?"
Chen Hanzhou couldn’t help but ask, using his mechanical prosthetic to take off the glove from his good hand, then stretching it out to catch the falling snowflakes. The icy touch melted in his palm, sending shivers to his heart.
"Bro, this snow... is not good!"
Zhao Dezhu also reached out to catch the snowflakes, and as his big hand opened up, numerous snowflakes fell into his palm, quickly melting into tiny droplets with no weight, yet weighing heavily on his heart!
From clear skies to falling snowflakes took just a few minutes, barely giving anyone time to react.
Everyone looked at Zhang Su; whether to advance or retreat was dependent on his decision.
Having just eliminated over twenty combat personnel of Absolute Justice, and with sudden changes unfolding, an assault on the Absolute Justice headquarters now could have unexpected effects, potentially uprooting the maniacal force entirely.
Yet with snow falling, zombies will likely be strengthened, which spells trouble for humans. Everything is fine unless encountered by zombies; once faced, things get bad!
Zhang Su believed that even the demise of ten Absolute Justices couldn’t make up for any mishap among his own men. Moreover, the challenge hadn’t been completed; snow added significant difficulty to it. He immediately decided against action, shaking his head, saying, "This snow saved Absolute Justice, lucky for them. We’ll deal with it later!"
Some people from the Automobile Park Branch had strange expressions; this sounded like a villain’s line, yet for some reason, it felt refreshing—having such guts today...
"Old Yang, you and the brothers should head straight to the kindergarten side; all of you go!"
Zhang Su didn’t dwell on the strange expressions, seriously making arrangements.
"Huh... Are we giving up such a large area just like that?"
In Yang Xinqi’s usual thinking, leaving the Automobile Park meant abandoning control over a large area on Qin City’s northwest, surely to be nibbled away by Absolute Justice gradually.
"It’s not about what to keep; first, let the brothers settle down!"
Zhang Su said gravely.
"Got it, got it..."
Yang Xinqi immediately understood Zhang Su’s intent upon hearing him; the resources at the Automobile Park were nearly emptied, and returning there was not sustainable. Besides, who knows what situation will arise after this precipitation?
"Haha! Our kindergarten branch is rich in materials, welcoming brothers and sisters from the Automobile Park Branch!"
Liu Yao wasn’t troubled about receiving over a hundred people; instead, he felt excited because he could finally legitimately annoy Yang Xinqi.
"Old Liu, don’t get smug; this snow..."
As he spoke, Zhang Su paused; snowflakes had changed since the beginning, significantly larger, accompanied by a strange sound from the direction of the highway.
Solemnly, he said, "I think this snow isn’t simple. Both branches must unite; past grudges are not allowed. Immediately organize combat forces upon return and utilize all usable items to prevent any mishap!"
"Understood!"
For the first time, Liu Yao saw Zhang Su so serious, instantly realizing the gravity, quickly nodding solemnly.
"Alright, everyone back to the road to find cars; see how many are still drivable. With so many people, load them up as best as possible, just don’t exceed capacity!"
With a wave from Zhang Su, everyone returned to the highway.
The burning debris had extinguished, but no one cleared the broken carcasses—they looked terrifying. However, after months of surviving in the apocalypse, people were largely numb to this.
"Brother Su!"
Wang Xin, guarding the Fire-breathing Zombie’s box truck, saw people come back. With a grim face, he approached Zhang Su, saying quietly, "That thing made noise earlier—damn, it was scary!"
"I know!"
The noise Zhang Su heard before came from the truck imprisoning the Fire-breathing Zombie, usually very quiet. But just now, it struggled briefly, probably sensing something, becoming somewhat agitated.
"Let’s go, head to Lego Mall for now!"
It was not hard to guess this snow would strengthen zombies; however, the extent of this strengthening was unpredictable and unmanageable.
There’s a hard choice now—should they expose the Fire-breathing Zombie to the snow for strengthening?
Though it seems like a dilemma, there’s no real choice because no one can bear the severe consequences of an out-of-control Fire-breathing Zombie!
Unless there’s a foolproof measure, which unfortunately doesn’t exist.
Or perhaps, the Fire-breathing Zombie might have already been strengthened, unbeknownst to anyone. Regardless, Zhang Su dare not haphazardly unleash it.
An explosion destroyed over thirty cars; only twenty remained usable in the end!
Cars have notable loading capacity; the usual limit of five is due to various factors; but squeeze in tight—forget seven or eight, even fifteen can fit!