Mi Qingying glanced at the man's clothes, a cold glint in her eyes, and said indifferently, "Zhu Lin! Didn't you come from the sewers when you arrived?!"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Zhu Lin took a deep breath and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. We need to find a way to kill these zombies! Anyway, high-level zombies basically don't appear here. It's just a bunch of ordinary zombies, maybe with a dozen or so evolved zombies at most. With two powerful evolved beings and a dozen or so helpers, we're not worried at all!"

Mi Qingying said coldly, "If you dare to walk directly across the ground again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

That being said, the current crisis is imminent.

A large group of zombies, sniffing the scent of living people in the air, slowly but steadily approached the villa where the group was located.

Mi Qingying's eyes were cold and sharp as she quickly scanned her surroundings. Relying on her familiarity with the terrain, she flashed and, like a ghost, rushed towards the second-floor terrace of the villa.

The view from there is expansive and offers a commanding perspective, making it an excellent vantage point for shooting.

She stood still with agile movements, drew an arrow from the quiver on her back, nocked the bow, and drew the string in one smooth motion.

With a "whoosh," the arrow flew from the bow, tracing a sharp arc in the air, and accurately struck the forehead of an evolved zombie that was staggering at the front.

With this arrow, Mi Qingying drew her bow to its fullest extent, and the zombie's head was instantly pierced by the arrow, its massive body crashing to the ground.

The surrounding zombies did not stop when the nearly 2-meter-tall evolved zombie fell; instead, they became even more excited and moved forward.

Meanwhile, the man's men, those with bows and arrows, found their positions at the various windows and began shooting at the zombies.

Their long hours of rigorous training have made them very accurate; almost every arrow they fire can take the life of a zombie.

Those without ranged attack capabilities, such as Zhu Lin, lay in ambush in various corners around the area, gripping their melee weapons tightly, their eyes filled with determination.

Having struggled in this apocalyptic world for over a year, facing the threat of zombies every day, these people had long since disregarded life and death. Now, looking at the approaching horde of zombies, they felt tense but not afraid.

As the zombies drew closer, they followed their pre-arranged strategy: agile individuals deliberately created motives to attract the zombies' attention, causing the group of undead to scatter.

As a power evolver, Zhu Lin's clothes were sewn with many iron plates, which were of little use against advanced evolved zombies.

It's perfectly adequate for dealing with these zombies that are at most evolved.

After his subordinates lured away some of the zombies, and Mi Qingying and others cleared out the evolved zombies from a distance, Zhu Lin took a deep breath, gripped a gleaming large cleaver tightly in both hands, roared, and charged towards the zombie horde.

He wielded his machete, each strike seemingly carrying immense force. Zombie limbs and severed bodies flew everywhere, black blood splattering all over him, yet he paid no heed, like a war machine wreaking havoc.

Meanwhile, on the second-floor terrace, Mi Qingying used her agility and superb archery skills to continuously shoot down the zombies that posed a significant threat to everyone.

She moved with agility, her arrows never missing their mark, and one zombie after another fell to the ground under her attacks.

The dozen or so people worked together seamlessly, utilizing the terrain to fight a desperate battle against nearly 300 zombies.

At this moment, everyone put aside their other thoughts and only wanted to cooperate with each other to kill these zombies.

Those who have survived to this day understand that only by uniting can they overcome the difficulties and continue to stand firm in this copper city.

As the number of zombies dwindled, Mi Qingying ran out of arrows. She drew her machete and jumped down.

Suddenly, a black shadow with incredible speed rushed towards Mi Qingying, who was shooting arrows, like lightning.

Mi Qingying was startled; a high-speed zombie!

It actually held back all this time, waiting for me to come down before suddenly launching its attack!

Mi Qingying didn't have time to think, because the opponent's speed was simply too fast!

Years of combat experience led her to make the best choice instinctively; she immediately took her bow and arrows and swept them towards the enemy.

The next second, the iron bow that had been with her for almost a year was severed in a collision with the zombie's claws.

Ignoring her heartache, Mi Qingying seized the opportunity to jump back and shouted, "Advanced speed zombie! Everyone be careful!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned and subconsciously looked towards Mi Qingying.

When they saw the skinny zombie with claws several tens of centimeters long, their expressions changed drastically.

Zhu Lin felt even more bitter; his luck was just too bad!

The advanced evolved zombies all went to the mine, so how did we still run into this thing?!

This thing's speed and lethality are far beyond what ordinary zombies can match.

One wrong move and the whole army is wiped out!

Fortunately, this high-speed zombie attacked Mi Qingying, who was known for her speed; if it had attacked him, he would have been in serious trouble.

Zhu Lin roared, "Clear out the regular zombies first! Everyone, try to find anything that can slow things down! Qingying, hold on!"

After saying that, he continued charging towards the other zombies.

On the other side, the M2, having missed its first shot, did not give up.

It flipped in the air and pounced on Mi Qingying again, its sharp claws gleaming coldly in the sunlight, bringing with them a whistling sound.

Although Mi Qingying was only a level one evolver, she was a veteran of countless battles and was known for her speed. She was also prepared at the moment, so she dodged the attack with a quick movement and ran to the side.

She's going to lure this high-speed zombie away!

She knew very well that, apart from herself, no one else could withstand a single blow from it!

If this zombie were to attack other people, the casualties would be devastating!

In the chase, Mi Qingying was focused solely on luring the high-speed zombie away.

But the opponent was just too fast.

Mi Qingying hadn't run very far when she was already in several close calls.

The M2 followed her like a shadow, and several times its sharp claws nearly scratched Mi Qingying.

Mi Qingying, with her agile skills and the fighting spirit honed through long-term life-and-death training, narrowly thwarted several of M2's attacks.

After running for a while, Mi Qingying finally stopped and chose to face the M2 head-on.

At this moment, Mi Qingying was frighteningly calm, her eyes still like a stagnant pool, showing no sign of fear.

The M2 attacked repeatedly but missed, its eyes filled with obvious anger.

Seeing that Mi Qingying had stopped running, it pushed off with its right leg and pounced on her again.

Mi Qingying dodged to the side, and the sharp claws grazed her clothes.

With a "ripping" sound, a piece of clothing was torn off.