Apocalyptic Survival: Zombie Tides Surging

【Survival + Zombies + No System + No Saintly Mother + No Harem + No Female Lead】 In 2044, a global disaster strikes.

With zombies rampant, Han Shuo has no choice but to pick up his Tang knife...

Chapter 340 is awesome, I really want it!

Chapter 340 is awesome, I really want it!

In fact, the main reason why Feng decided to follow Han Shuo was that the other party had saved his life.

He knew that it must have been no easy feat for this person to have led him to escape from the zombie horde while he was unconscious.

He understood that Han Shuo was risking his own life to save him.

He dislikes owing favors to others, and even if he repays the favor later, he still cares deeply about those who have helped him.

Over the years, he has only owed two people.

The first one is Wang Zhen. Once, in the underground research institute, it was Wang Zhen who secretly let Yue Zongyang out, freeing him from his suffering.

The second one is Han Shuo.

Now, Wang Zhen is dead, and he himself is seriously injured and must recuperate slowly.

Feng was aware of his injuries; he knew that although he could still fight, his strength had been greatly reduced.

It will indeed take a long time to restore their former fighting strength.

During this time, he was definitely unable to continue hunting the zombie king. With nothing else to do, he decided to follow the person who had saved his life to ensure the other's safety.

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Han Shuo watched Feng walk out of the room and stood there stunned for a moment.

The next second, his face beaming with joy, he quickly followed from behind...

He knew that he was in for a very good time from now on!

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The two quickly emerged from the checkpoint. Rain lashed Han Shuo's face; the raindrops, though small, were dense and soon soaked his clothes.

Fortunately, due to the prolonged cloudy and rainy weather these past few days, the air temperature has cooled down considerably.

Han Shuo took out a compass to quickly determine the direction, then waved to the wind behind him and took the lead.

Actually, when he was escaping the zombie horde, he had already deviated from his original route by making several minor adjustments along the way.

At this point, he had no idea where he was; he was completely lost.

However, this was not a big problem for Han Shuo.

After all, he clearly remembered the location he had agreed to meet with Cheng Shenghong:

It was a villa located by the sea.

Even if he can't find the original route, he can first find the sea, and then walk westward along the coast until he reaches the meeting point.

The southernmost point is the sea, so he decided to take advantage of the wind and head southwest.

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Initially, Han Shuo wanted to find a car for transportation.

After thinking about it, he gave up the idea because he didn't have any power tools with him.

Even if you can find gasoline, you still can't start a car with a dead battery.

And so, the two of them walked quickly on foot.

They didn't encounter any danger along the way, but visibility was somewhat obstructed by the rain, so Han Shuo still dared not let his guard down for a moment.

He single-handedly dealt with all the wandering zombies he encountered on the road.

The wind neither spoke nor made a move; it simply followed quietly behind...

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At noon, Han Shuo found a place to take shelter from the rain and ate some food to replenish his strength.

To his surprise, when he pushed the food in front of Feng, Feng didn't eat a single bite.

He found it strange, but didn't ask any further questions.

After regaining some of their strength, the two set off again.

And so, as evening approached, Han Shuo, not knowing how far he had walked, finally arrived at the seaside.

As he gazed at the sky gradually being enveloped by night, Han Shuo decided not to continue his journey today.

He led the wind to a room at the dock, and after confirming that the area was safe, the two prepared to spend the night there.

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After entering the room, Han Shuo quickly dismantled a wooden table.

After chopping the firewood, he piled it in the center of the house, took out a lighter, ignited a few flammable plastic pieces, and threw them into the woodpile.

He observed that the room was relatively sealed, and with other buildings nearby providing cover, the firelight wouldn't shine too far.

The two had been in the rain the whole way, and their clothes were very damp.

Even if Han Shuo is in good physical condition, he will eventually be unable to cope with this for a long time. He doesn't want to wake up the next day and be sick in bed.

Furthermore, the wind and dampness are not conducive to his healing, and his wounds must be dry before he can continue to change the dressings.

And so, the moment the fire was lit, the two of them spontaneously gathered around it to warm themselves...

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Han Shuo took off his shirt, wrung out the rainwater, and hung it near the fire before speaking.

"Feng, how are you? You've been soaked in the rain all day, is your wound alright?"

"fine."

The wind simply responded with two words, then removed the wet bandage from its shoulder and began to change the dressing itself.

Han Shuo shook his head helplessly and took the food out of his backpack.

He casually tossed a bottle of water and two bags of biscuits to Feng and began to speak.

"Feng, have something to eat."

Feng continued changing his bandages without looking up, and replied with a single sentence.

"You eat, I'm not hungry."

After he finished speaking, Han Shuo's eyes widened. He could no longer contain his curiosity and felt that he had to ask.

"Huh? You haven't eaten anything all day. If I remember correctly, you didn't eat anything yesterday either, right?"

"Can your body handle not eating for two days?"

After he finished speaking, Feng raised his head expressionlessly.

He stood up and handed the food in front of him back to Han Shuo, offering a brief explanation.

"It's okay, I can eat one meal every few days."

Han Shuo stared blankly at him, somewhat not understanding the meaning of those words.

"Uh... stop messing around. How can you have energy if you don't eat for a long time?"

By this time, Feng had finished applying the medicine. After sitting back down, he wrapped his wound with a new bandage while continuing to explain to Han Shuo.

"My digestive system has been upgraded and has a super digestive capacity. All the components in the food residue can be converted into nutrients for absorption."

Upon hearing this, Han Shuo immediately understood.

"One meal equals ten meals?"

He couldn't help but think to himself.

Without a doubt, this is an ability enhanced by later genetic evolution.

He only knew that crocodiles had a high absorption rate of food, and could convert more than 80% of the nutrients in the food they ate into nutrients.

This is extremely terrifying compared to humans.

Due to differences in digestive systems, humans can only absorb a small amount of nutrients from food, with the majority being converted into waste and excreted from the body.

Han Shuo never expected that, with subsequent evolution, the human digestive system would also be improved.

Moreover, this enhancement is even more terrifying compared to other creatures.

He felt that this ability of the wind was simply essential for the apocalypse...

Thinking of this, he glanced at Feng with envy and couldn't help but mutter to himself once again.

"This upgrade is amazing...so powerful, I want it so badly..."

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