Driving their war chariots, they swept through everything in their path.

Groups of three to five zombies can be easily crushed. Not to mention zombies, even places where cars are blocked can be run over by the tanks.

An hour later, the four of them, plus the two little ones, arrived safely at the zoo entrance.

Based on past experience, Li Xin'er would definitely put the chariot into her spatial storage before going inside.

But when Li Xin'er got out of the car, she saw that because so many zombies had been run over on the road, the wheels and chassis were covered in bloody bits of flesh and entrails...

Li Xin'er, feeling disgusted, instantly lost the idea of ​​putting it into her spatial storage.

"Cassioth, wait for us outside."

The cassowary glanced discreetly at its leader, and seeing that Carl gave no further instructions, nodded.

"Okay, Sister Xin, please be careful."

Li Xin'er saw his little tricks but didn't take them to heart. It would be strange if such a team listened to her completely from the start.

Their relationship was merely an exchange of interests; as long as things remained superficial, that was enough. She had no interest in making things difficult for herself by digging deeper to demand loyalty.

The Shanghai Zoo is located in a relatively remote area, not in the city center, and the surrounding streets are all commercial shops.

When the apocalypse broke out, it wasn't during business hours, and now, apart from the desolate garbage flying around the streets, there are hardly any zombies to be seen.

"They're gone."

Li Xin'er led the way inside, with Wenwen quietly following beside her. Ersha and Fighter were much more carefree, running ahead and chasing behind.

Carl kept a certain distance, following behind Li Xin'er.

His green eyes were deep and he was a man of few words. If it weren't for his overwhelming aura, he would easily have been mistaken for a background figure.

When Li Xin'er mentioned coming to the zoo, and seeing the two unusual-looking dogs and chickens she was with, Carl immediately seemed to guess her purpose for coming.

Not long after they went inside and passed through the ticket gate, four zombies dressed in blue work clothes pounced on Li Xin'er and her companions.

The fighter jet at the front was so frightened that it flapped its wings and took flight, then spat a mouthful of fire at the zombie.

The purplish-red flames instantly enveloped the zombie's entire body, burning rapidly, but this did not hinder the zombie's movements; it still relentlessly reached out to grab at the fighter jet.

The fighter jet, already heading downwards, was suddenly warned in a sinister tone by Li Xin'er, who was standing at the back with her arms crossed, watching the spectacle:

"If you get caught, you'll become just like it."

Upon hearing this, the fighter jet's two tiny black eyes widened to twice their normal size!

It flapped its wings desperately, as if afraid of falling.

While thrashing about, it didn't forget to keep adding more fire to the zombie's forehead, trying to burn this troublesome thing to death as quickly as possible.

The other zombies gradually approached at this moment, and Carl drew his scimitar from his waist holster, ready to strike.

Li Xin'er raised her hand, blocking his path in front of his chest.

"Give it to them."

They need opportunities to train and improve; otherwise, even the most powerful abilities are useless.

And with her around, they won't get hurt.

Carl glanced at the two idiots who were crawling on the ground in a defensive posture, stopped moving, stood still, gripped his knife tightly, stared at the situation in front of him, and at the same time, kept a watchful eye on his surroundings, always ready.

He believed in Li Xin'er's great abilities, but he believed even more in himself, and he would never slack off.

"Ersha, if you can't handle this, the chicken legs are canceled tonight."

Li Xin'er spoke slowly and deliberately to Ersha.

Ersha turned around and looked at Li Xin'er with a wronged expression. He slapped the ground with his paws, and black mist poured out, enveloping the zombies in front of him.

"You haven't even learned to walk yet, and you're already trying to run? Trying to multitask, thinking you're so great?"

Li Xin'er raised an eyebrow, her tone stern and not joking. Er Sha was so frightened that he immediately turned his head and got serious about fighting!

The zombies that had been fighting the fighter jet were burned to ashes, and the fighter jet landed, panting heavily.

Ignoring Carl, who was still standing there in a daze, Li Xin'er walked to the fighter jet and said:

"From now on, when using your powers, focus them firmly, aim precisely at the zombie's head, and use something as sharp as possible to pierce the zombie's head."

As Li Xin'er spoke, she took out an arrow from her spatial storage. It was the kind of arrow commonly used in modern shooting competitions, made of composite materials.

She pinched the arrow's fletching between her index finger and thumb, applying slight pressure with her wrist.

With a 'whoosh', the arrow flew out with unstoppable force, heading straight for a zombie sheep approaching from a distance, and embedding itself directly in the zombie sheep's forehead.

"To achieve a perfect strike."

As Li Xin'er finished speaking, the zombie sheep fell to the ground with a 'thud'.

The fighter jet looked at the zombie sheep and then at Li Xin'er with a puzzled expression, and then nodded.

Carl, who was standing next to her, knew in his heart that Li Xin'er was formidable, but every time he witnessed her methods, he was always shocked.

Perhaps the vultures are right; she isn't human at all.

The two idiots unleashed their Devour skill, enveloping all four zombies. One of them stuck out its tongue, struggling somewhat.

Li Xin'er also reminded it at the right time.

"Ersha, you too, turn off the powers in the other parts and focus on devouring its head."

Ersha reacted quickly; as Li Xin'er spoke, it followed suit and improved its moves.

The zombie, wrapped up like a black mummy, slowly lost its black color, which then wrapped around its head.

In an instant, only four headless zombies remained on the ground.

"Hmm, not bad." Li Xin'er praised at the right time.

Ersha looked smug and shook his head at Carl, his smug little expression making him look a bit like he deserved a beating.

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