"Bro, these things are too twisted, damn it, they’re driving us to our deaths!"
Zhao Dezhu lifted his leg and kicked the nearby zombie corpse with two loud thuds to vent his anger.
He had just fought with great vigor, but upon reflection, he felt a bit scared. If he hadn’t been relentless in his training over the past few months, he wouldn’t have been able to keep up with the zombies’ enhancements!
Everyone had a clear understanding of their abilities. Zhao Dezhu knew well what level the combatants on Celestial Horse Island were at. Even he struggled, not to mention others.
"Yeah, this snow... Ugh, it’s so annoying!"
Zheng Xinyu frowned and sighed to the sky. She usually trained hard, but she still felt the danger earlier. She primarily focused on technical skills to kill zombies, but in the face of speed and strength, the effectiveness of her skills diminished, sometimes even proving useless.
Look at Ju Mumio—after a fight, she seemed as relaxed as ever. Xinyu felt she might also have to rely on brute force in the future...
Qi Xiaoshuai rubbed his legs with a strange expression on his face and said, "I think the biggest problem is that zombies are getting better at running. It’s turning into a Busan situation, making me awkward."
(Adding a patch, Qi Xiaoshuai was overlooked earlier.)
His strength lay in running, excelling in both short bursts and long distances. In the past, he was confident when encountering zombies—if he couldn’t beat them, he’d run. But now, as the zombies’ speed increased, his advantage was shrinking.
"No worries, we still have this to use."
Chen Hanzhou tapped his head with his mechanical prosthetic.
Zhang Su put away his weapon, took a deep breath, and looked at everyone. As the leader, he needed to maintain an uplifting attitude. With a resolute smile, he encouraged, "Humans have survived since ancient times, with resilience and determination encoded in our genes. These difficulties can’t defeat us!
Xiaochen is right. Zombies are nothing but four-limbed monsters, while we are thinking humans. As long as we work together and play to our strengths, we’ll find a way to solve this crisis!"
"Zombies aren’t shit!" Liu Yao raised a fist and shouted, "We’re the strongest! See, we’ve killed them all. Even if there are stronger zombies, we won’t back down!"
"Phooey, phooey, phooey, those last two sentences are unnecessary!"
Yang Xinqi looked discontentedly at Liu Yao. His words were indeed meant to boost morale, but if they came true, it would be terrible!
"This was an unexpected encounter. Our human advantage wasn’t significant. If we had been prepared for a positional battle, using various defenses and weapons, strengthened zombies would be nothing to fear! As time goes on, the more zombies we kill, the fewer remain, and one day we’ll see the rainbow after the storm!"
Zhang Su didn’t use to like hyping people up or making empty promises, but sometimes those methods really work. Reality proved that everyone needed verbal encouragement, and the fear and panic on their faces slowly dissipated.
Everyone was willing to believe Zhang Su’s words. The process was undoubtedly difficult, and whether they could live to see the rainbow was uncertain, but someone surely would!
After calming everyone’s emotions, Zhang Su curiously turned to Liu Yao and Yang Xinqi: "Whose territory was this place before?"
Yang Xinqi pointed irritably at Liu Yao, "His."
"Haha... Brother Su, are you asking why there are so many zombies here?"
Liu Yao chuckled dryly, explaining without prompting: "There’s always some risk in killing zombies for us. If we don’t have to kill them, we don’t. We trap them in previously searched areas. When we run out of firewood, we bring some out to burn for fuel. We’ve never had a problem before..."
Zhang Su shrugged nonchalantly. Every Survivor Camp had its own survival method. Little Eagle Association’s previous methods were understandable, just bad luck today.
"If I’d known these zombies would end up like this, we’d have killed them all back then—kill, kill... Holy crap!"
Liu Yao pointed to the compound, but suddenly a peculiar figure appeared behind the gate, and his face turned ghastly pale.
"Damn it, you’re like the Greek god of jinx!"
Yang Xinqi’s face twisted as he followed Liu Yao’s finger to look.
Zhang Su, with his back to the compound gate, noticed their strange expressions and quickly turned around. There he saw a towering figure over two meters tall, swaying by the gate. With a nearby sentry box for reference, its height was easily judged!
This zombie wasn’t originally this large. Its clothes were burst, leaving only dirty cloth strips hanging on its body. Despite its massive build and developed limbs, its head was the size of a normal person’s. Unlike the dry, bluish-grey appearance of ordinary zombies, its body was a light brown without the previous dried-out look, resembling hard rock.
"Is this the stronger zombie you said we wouldn’t fear? Are you scared now?"
Ju Mumio’s cold voice sounded in Liu Yao’s ear.
"I... I was talking nonsense."
His expression was extremely peculiar, like being sentenced to immediate execution on New Year’s Eve.
"Comrade Liu Yao, I solemnly inform you, from today onward, it’s against the law for you to set any flags. No promises, vows, predictions, or the like are allowed!"
Zhang Su lowered his voice, his gaze fixed on the massive figure. Ordinary zombies enhanced to this extent were akin to the burning zombies from before. This thing looked clumsy and foolish, but any sensible person could see it was unusual, and its combat power was bound to be formidable.