Doomsday Judge: I Am a God of Slaughter in the Wasteland

Nuclear fire has burned civilization to ashes, leaving only bones and blood in the wasteland.

I, Lu Zhaoming, an unlucky soul who transmigrated into the apocalypse, found the 'Doomsday Ju...

Chapter 85 The Shadow of the Plague

Lu Zhaoming took the glass bottle and examined it carefully.

He discovered that these flocculent substances appeared to be some mutated cells.

He activated the "Doomsday Judgment System" to analyze these cells.

The system quickly provided the analysis results.

"Warning! An unknown virus has been detected. This virus is highly contagious and mutates rapidly. Immediate isolation is recommended."

"It seems this plague is more terrible than we imagined," Lu Zhaoming said, frowning.

Just as everyone was discussing countermeasures, a thin little girl suddenly broke into the shelter.

Her face was filled with terror as she gasped for breath, "They're here! The monsters are coming after us!"

"What?" Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Lu Zhaoming immediately realized that the situation was critical.

He activated the "Doomsday Judgment System" and scanned the entire shelter.

Suddenly, the system issued a notification: "Special vital signs detected. We recommend prioritizing the protection of the target."

Lu Zhaoming quickly focused his gaze on the little girl.

He discovered that the little girl's body seemed to contain some kind of special gene.

"Could she be..." Lu Zhaoming's heart skipped a beat.

Just then, a series of shrill howls came from outside the shelter.

Immediately afterwards, a group of infected people rushed in and pounced on the group.

"Quickly, protect the civilians and evacuate!" Lu Zhaoming shouted.

Qinglian and Liu Yan immediately sprang into action, covering the survivors as they evacuated toward the rear of the shelter.

Lu Zhaoming and Su Li stayed behind to block the infected's attack.

"Be careful!" Su Li warned.

Lu Zhaoming nodded, drew the Blade of Judgment from behind his back, and charged toward the infected.

He wielded the blade in his hand, and with each swing, he took the life of an infected person.

Su Li wasn't idle either; she pulled out two pistols from her waist and started firing wildly at the infected.

Her marksmanship was extremely accurate; almost every bullet hit the infected person's head.

However, the number of infected people is simply too high.

They surged in like a tide, wave after wave, filling one with despair.

Lu Zhaoming felt his strength rapidly draining away.

He knew that if things continued like this, they would eventually be overwhelmed by the infected.

"I have to think of a way," Lu Zhaoming thought to himself.

He suddenly remembered that his "Doomsday Judgment System" also had a time-delay function.

This feature can slow down the flow of time for a short period of time, making the enemy's movements sluggish.

"Perhaps we can use this function to buy some time," Lu Zhaoming thought to himself.

He immediately activated the time delay function.

Suddenly, everything around them slowed down.

The infected person's movements become sluggish, and the bullets also fly at a slower speed.

Lu Zhaoming seized the opportunity, brandishing his blade and swiftly reaping the lives of the infected.

However, the time-delay function consumes a huge amount of energy.

Just a few seconds later, Lu Zhaoming felt that his energy was almost depleted.

"No, this can't go on," Lu Zhaoming thought to himself. "We must find a solution as soon as possible."

Just then, he saw Dr. Li walk out from the crowd.

He held a spray bottle in his hand and sprayed it at the infected person.

Immediately, those infected who were sprayed with the spray became sluggish.

They stopped attacking, stood still, and groaned in pain.

"What is this?" Lu Zhaoming asked in surprise.

“This is a homemade antidote spray,” Dr. Li said. “It can temporarily suppress the infected person’s violent state and buy us some time.”

"That's great!" Lu Zhaoming exclaimed excitedly. "With this, we have hope!"

With Dr. Li's help, Lu Zhaoming and his group finally succeeded in stopping the infected's attack and covered the survivors' evacuation from the shelter.

During the evacuation, Lu Zhaoming noticed that Xiaocao was always clutching a tattered rag doll tightly...

During the evacuation, Lu Zhaoming's eyes never left Xiaocao out of the corner of his eye.

Her small figure, holding a tattered rag doll, created a strangely warm scene in the post-apocalyptic wasteland.

"Little sister, you really cherish this doll?" Lu Zhaoming asked tentatively, trying to soften his tone so as not to frighten this little sprout in the apocalypse.

The little grass raised its head, a dim light flashing in its big eyes, and hugged the rag doll tightly, its voice barely audible: "This is... something my mother left for me. She said it can protect me."

Lu Zhaoming's heart skipped a beat, and a strange feeling welled up inside him.

This doll... is definitely not simple!

Is it some kind of cutting-edge technology product?

Or is there some hidden clue?

That said, this little girl is really heartbreaking. She lost her mother at such a young age. Sigh, haven't I been through the same thing?

"Protect? Heh heh, little sister, this thing can only keep out dust at best, let alone protect you?" Suddenly, an extremely arrogant sneer came from afar, breaking the momentary tranquility.

Lu Zhaoming's face darkened. Damn it, it's like a persistent ghost!

"Lu Zhaoming, where do you think you can escape to?!" the owner of the voice shouted arrogantly, his tone full of the mockery of a cat playing with a mouse.

Without even looking, I knew it was those bastards from the Red Wolf Army catching up!

Su Li spat, her alluring face filled with disgust: "Pah, a bunch of mad dogs!"

Liu Yan clenched his fists, burning with rage: "These bastards, they'll never stop!"

Qinglian silently released her special ability, and a faint green light enveloped everyone, providing them with weak protection.

Lu Zhaoming narrowed his eyes, staring at the approaching Red Wolf troops in the distance, a strong sense of crisis welling up in his heart.

A head-on confrontation is definitely not an option; these guys outnumber us, are well-equipped, and are all warmongers.

We need to find a way to get rid of them!

"Go that way!" Lu Zhaoming suddenly pointed to a dark area ahead, which was...