Chapter 168 Cherry Lips

He Zhuo and his companions each faced off against a level-two rotting corpse, causing quite a commotion...

Chi Yanzhou and Lu Xici stood like two killing gods on either side of the battlefield, preventing any zombies or other people from advancing...

A battle between a level-two ability user and a level-two rotting corpse is inherently a close contest.

Luo Xingyou's golden blade sliced ​​through the corpse's skull as easily as cutting tofu...

Gu Qi's water jet pierced directly through the target's eye socket...

Chi Yi's vines strangled the fish cleanly and efficiently...

He Zhuo's earthen spike pierced through the rotting corpse's jaw and into its skull...

Gu Wan hurled a fireball at the corpse's face, and as the zombie 'hoarse', she threw it into its mouth...

Only Ji Xian, who possesses a level one superpower, is struggling.

Every time his earth spikes were about to take shape, they were washed away by the foul-smelling water jets from the second-level rotting corpses.

After everyone finished digging out the crystal core, they tacitly formed a semi-circle, neither going forward to help nor allowing the other rotting corpses to interfere...

Ji Xian gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with an indomitable spirit.

His heavy breathing was particularly clear on the street, but he never asked his companions for help.

"Ho—"

The water-based corpse suddenly opened its mouth, and a jet of water shot out.

Ji Xian dodged with a side roll, and a hole appeared in the ground where he had been standing.

He Zhuo retorted to Gu Qi, "Old Gu, can you learn this skill?"

Gu Qi: "So witty, talking so much. You've got an extra tongue, haven't you?"

He Zhuo...

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ji Xian slapped the ground with his hand, and three earth spikes suddenly attacked from under the rotting corpse's crotch.

As the corpse staggered, Ji Xian drew a dagger from his waist, took a step forward, and plunged the blade into the corpse's jaw, twisting it violently into its brain!

"Pfft—"

Black blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering all over his head and face.

As the rotting corpse collapsed to the ground, Ji Xian also collapsed to his knees, exhausted, the dagger still embedded in the corpse's head, trembling slightly.

Gu Qi and Chi Yi immediately stepped forward and lifted him up from either side.

He Zhuo casually picked up the red crystal core and slapped it onto Ji Xian's bloodstained palm: "Man, handsome!"

As He Zhuo turned to dig up the level-two zombies killed by Chi Yanzhou and Lu Xici, he shouted, "Brother Yan! If this lightning were happening before the apocalypse—" He winked, "It would definitely be what scumbags fear most!"

Chi Yanzhou glanced at him: "You're from Shazhou?"

"Huh?" He Zhuo looked bewildered: "I'm a native of Beijing, from the same district as you, Brother Yan..."

Everyone suppressed their laughter and quickly followed Chi Yanzhou, leaving He Zhuo scratching his head in place.

He grabbed Gu Qi: "Old Gu, what do you mean?"

Gu Qi stopped and slowly held up three fingers: "The Three Treasures of Shazhou?"

"Murals! Sculptures! Painted pottery!" He Zhuo blurted out, then realized, "Wait..."

"That's right~" Gu Wan jumped over and patted his shoulder: "It's the mural—hahahahaha!"

He Zhuo felt like he was being attacked by a mob, and jumped up and down on the spot: "Seriously, why are you all so mean? Why is my handsome face so hated?"

Chi Yi, supporting Ji Xian, passed by and casually tossed out a remark: "Young Master He, I suggest you reflect on this..."

He Zhuo gave him an exaggerated once-over: "...Chi Yi? You're Chi Yi, right?"

Chi Yi walked straight past him.

"Brother Chi..." He Zhuo chased after him, singing, "Are you really ignoring me?... Your coldness is at minus eight degrees, but my thermostat pants are incredibly sturdy..."

Gu Wan, who was walking ahead, stumbled and turned around, roaring, "He Zhuo! Shut up!"

......

Only after the footsteps of Chi Yanzhou and his group completely disappeared in the corridor did the survivors hiding nearby cautiously peek out.

They avoided the apartment building, preferring to walk an extra two kilometers rather than get close—they couldn't afford to mess with it!

Inside the room, Wen Qing was still fast asleep, but the rise and fall of her chest was more noticeable than before.

Ji Xian slumped in the corner, slowly recovering while clutching the Level 1 crystal core, his face pale.

The others took turns using the bathroom, and He Zhuo's voice was mixed in with the sound of rushing water.

"Sister! You have to stand up for me!" He Zhuo plopped down on the floor, about to complain, when suddenly a bowl of fruit was stuffed into his arms.

Strawberries, blueberries, cherries, and cherry tomatoes were piled up in the bowl like a small mountain, still glistening with water droplets.

Lu Nange raised an eyebrow: "Warm your throat first. We can't let anyone else suffer, especially you..."

Lu Beiye: "Cherry lips!"

Gangzi: "Baldy, haha, cherry lips!"

He Zhuo felt like he'd been struck by lightning. He pointed at himself and said, "Me? Cherry lips?"

A child, a parrot, and a tree-man all nodded at the same time...