Chapter 492 A Person Who Has Lost Their Heart

On the way to find Cheng Shenghong, Han Shuo sat in the passenger seat, constantly thinking about what Lao Wu had just said.

"Are the swarm of corpse spiders afraid of the legs of the human-faced corpse spiders?"

"Hmm... When we encountered the Human-Faced Corpse Spider last time, it did bring quite a few small spiders with it."

"From this perspective, it seems to be the leader of these zombie creatures..."

"Was it the scent emanating from its legs that kept the corpse spiders from moving?"

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In that instant, he realized many things, and the questions that had puzzled him for a long time were also resolved.

Because he had encountered a similar situation twice before.

On one occasion, while traveling with Cheng Shenghong and his group, they were searching for supplies in a chemistry laboratory.

On another occasion, it was on the eve of the destruction of the underground research institute, when he and Fatty were chasing after the traitorous Wai-di.

On both occasions, the zombies froze and remained motionless, and on both occasions, Wai-di happened to be present at the scene.

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Han Shuo's brain was spinning rapidly.

At that moment, he finally understood why the zombie had been frozen in place.

Wai Di, that ungrateful little devil, must also be carrying something with the scent of the Zombie King.

The Zombie King is the king of all zombified creatures, and the invisible scent emanating from him will surely have this miraculous effect.

Although he doesn't yet know the specifics of what Wai-di is carrying, there's no denying that this conjecture, this reasoning, is valid...

Thinking of this, Han Shuo's eyes turned somewhat cold, and he muttered to himself.

"Hmph! Wai-di, if we meet again, I will definitely find out your fatal weakness!"

After that, he stopped thinking about it and focused his attention, looking around into the distance, not missing any figure wandering in the wild, carefully searching for Cheng Shenghong.

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"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The roar of trucks echoed continuously on the road, and two drones hovered overhead, conducting reconnaissance.

And so, with everyone working together, a large-scale search began...

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Two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two days, led by Lao Wu, Han Shuo and his group first returned to the cave they used to live in.

They cautiously explored the surrounding area, hoping to get lucky and see if Cheng Shenghong would choose to return.

Unfortunately, the team split into two groups and circled the mountain almost the entire way, but they still couldn't find Cheng Shenghong.

They gained nothing from this trip...

Nevertheless, the group did not give up and patiently continued to expand the search area.

Day after day, and another day after another...

Time flies, and more than a week has passed...

During this time, Han Shuo led his men from south to north, from east to west... They encountered more than a dozen hordes of zombies, slaughtered seven or eight alien species, and after many twists and turns, they covered a total distance of thousands of miles, crossing mountains and rivers, but still could not find Cheng Shenghong's whereabouts...

He seemed to have vanished from this land, leaving no trace...

The continuous long journeys left everyone's faces exhausted, but their hearts were not weary, and their eyes held a glimmer of hope!

They wouldn't give up. Even after half a month had passed, they kept hoping... that Cheng Shenghong was still alive...

"Let's go! Explore in this direction for another two days, then we'll continue our search!"

"Okay, Brother Han!"

"Okay, Captain Han..."

Han Shuo waved his hand, his heart filled with worry, and led his men to continue the search.

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However, just as everyone was searching, in a distant corner, a figure dragged heavy steps and slowly walked into the distance.

His clothes were already tattered and worn, and he was as dirty as a beggar.

He is Cheng Shenghong, and he is really still alive...

At this moment, Cheng Shenghong was no longer the same as before. Not only was he sallow and thin, but even his once long, black hair had turned completely white...

The extremely rare occurrence of his hair turning white overnight actually happened to him, which shows just how sad and desperate he was.

He was so tired, so very tired...

The departure of Lao Wu and his group left him heartbroken. A person who has lost all heart has lost interest in everything around him.

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After saying goodbye to Han Shuo and the others, Cheng Shenghong did not immediately end his own life.

For the past two weeks, he didn't know where he was, nor did he care where he was. He just wandered aimlessly into the distance until the day his life came to an end...

When he was thirsty, he would drink from the river; when he was hungry, he would pick some wild fruits to eat.

He didn't care whether the wild fruits were poisonous or not...

At this moment, he neither cried nor laughed, his face was expressionless and his eyes were empty.

It felt as if his soul had vanished, leaving only this broken shell moving on its own...

Until one day, he came to a horde of zombies.

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Cheng Shenghong heard a cacophony of low growls and slowly looked up.

Hundreds of thousands of zombies stood before him.

Zombies are soulless, like walking corpses, but isn't he just like that?

Without the slightest fear in his heart, he instinctively drew the dagger from his waist and charged into the horde of corpses.

One, five, twenty, fifty...

Cheng Shenghong killed numbly, and within minutes, the number of zombies killed by his dagger had reached more than 100.

As a result, he himself suffered countless wounds, large and small.

However, he felt no pain; at this moment, even his heart no longer ached…

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There were just too many zombies. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and was suddenly pounced on by a zombie, knocking him to the ground.

The nearby horde of corpses quickly pounced on him. Cheng Shenghong lay on the ground, the light before his eyes gradually fading...

Meanwhile, a corpse-clad man watching from a high vantage point not far away couldn't help but smile.

He had a tattoo on his left cheek, which he used to stop the horde of zombies just before they were about to engulf Cheng Shenghong.

The younger brother quickly stepped forward to inquire.

"Boss! What's wrong? Aren't you going to kill him?"

The tattooed man, wearing a zombie-skin cloak, frowned and stretched.

"This is the first time I've encountered such a powerful human. Interesting, very interesting..."

"Well... Recently, because of the disappearance of Team 2 and Team 4, plus the sudden elimination of the brothers in Team 5, our old man has been in a very bad mood."

"Most of the brothers from the other teams have been ordered to go to that big country to investigate the reason. Even our team 1 has been transferred out of our old base by the old man."

"The old man needs a lot of living people to carry out another research project. If we can bring this person back, the old man will be very happy."

As soon as the words fell, the henchman beside him hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, boss, you're brilliant!"

The tattooed man yawned lazily and waved to the people beside him.

"Let's go, take this man with us, and go back!"

"Hmm...it's more comfortable to go back to my old place and sleep."

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