Lu Chengchuan felt his hands gripping the wood, exerting immense force but unable to break it. Gritting his teeth, he released his inner energy. The invisible energy clinging to his nails, he exerted force, finally using his nails to tear through the zombie's skin and flesh.

The zombie's neck was injured and it instinctively retreated.

But it was weaker than Lu Chengchuan, so Lu Chengchuan grabbed the zombie with one hand, preventing it from escaping. He continued to press hard on the zombie's neck until most of his finger was inserted. Lu Chengchuan pulled hard, ripping the zombie's throat open.

The zombie's throat was torn open and the foul air in its neck flowed out wildly. It struggled even more violently and covered its throat with one hand, trying to block the leaking foul air.

But the foul air continued to leak out. Lu Chengchuan raised his foot and kicked the zombie hard, easily knocking it down.

The fallen zombie was still struggling hard. Every time it stood up, Lu Chengchuan would kick it, preventing it from getting up.

It took two minutes for the foul air to be released before the black zombie died completely.

This is the only way to deal with zombies, otherwise it will be useless even if you fight them until dark.

[Kill the Iron Armored Corpse and gain 5 years of life. ]

The system sound rang out, indicating that the zombie was completely dead. This thing was an armored zombie, which was stronger than those low-level zombies and zombies, and had a longer lifespan.

An iron-clad corpse was given a lifespan of five years, and now he has a lifespan of fifty-five years.

Seeing that the zombies stopped struggling, Zhou Yaning and others slowly walked over. They looked at the zombies on the ground, and then looked at Lu Chengchuan who had killed the zombies.

How powerful is he?

Everyone present, whether they knew him or not, was thinking about this question.

Lu Chengchuan turned to look at them. There were more than forty people who came in, but now there were only seventeen left. They looked very bad. Lu Chengchuan took a look and swallowed the words "Are you okay?"

So many people have died, and it would be rude of him to say this again.

"Why are they staying here?" Lu Chengchuan asked another question.

The monsters disappeared along with the fog before, so how could these zombies stay in reality?

Zhou Yaning shook her head speechlessly. She couldn't understand why, but that was the way things were. It was useless for her to figure it out. Whether it was good or bad, all she could do was accept the facts.

Fortunately, things have their ups and downs. More than twenty people died, but the monster was also eliminated. At least the sacrifices of these brave soldiers were not in vain.

After the monsters were eliminated, the soldiers waiting outside ran over to bandage their comrades' wounds.

The remaining survivors were not in danger of life. After treating their wounds, Zhou Yaning prepared to enter the village to investigate.

She only asked Lu Chengchuan and a few others to follow her into the village, and the rest of the people waited for them to come out.

In the center of Xiaoshi Village Square, there were no living people except Lu Chengchuan and his friends. Zhou Yaning walked to the pile of corpses and observed them.

The stench of corpses was so great that they had to wear gas masks to get close.

"That's... a military uniform. It belongs to the soldier who came to investigate earlier."

After looking for a while, Zhou Yaning found several corpses in military uniforms among the pile of corpses. The uniforms were stained with blood and almost turned black. If Zhou Yaning had not had sharp eyes, the other people present would not have been able to recognize them.

"What is this and who drew it?"

Zhou Yaning squatted on the ground and found some strange patterns under the pile of corpses, as if someone had drawn something on the ground in advance and then put the corpses on it.

Lu Chengchuan and his companions stepped forward and discovered that there were indeed strange patterns.

"Move the body away!" Zhou Yaning looked for a while and decided to move the body away.

She stood up and used her telekinesis to move the body to the other side. Several people went up to move the body away. Soon, the body was moved to the other side, and the patterns on the ground were completely revealed to everyone.

A circular pattern with many complex lines drawn inside the circle, which is puzzling to look at.

This pattern cannot be formed naturally, it must be man-made. But who would create such a pattern in the black fog? Could it be drawn by a zombie?

This is impossible, that zombie doesn't look like a painter...

"Something's wrong, very wrong." Zhou Yaning took out her camera and took a picture of the complete pattern.

After taking more than a dozen photos, Zhou Yaning stood up and continued looking for clues.

"Come and take a look at these people. They were killed by knives and swords, not by monsters."

Lu Chengchuan found that many of the corpses were abnormal. Their wounds were not the bites and scratches that zombies should have, but instead looked like they were hacked to death with weapons.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yaning hurried over to check and found that the wounds of the deceased were the same as Lu Chengchuan said. They were not killed by zombies, but someone killed them deliberately.

"Who killed them?"

Zhou Yaning couldn't believe it. There were more than just monsters here. She didn't believe that zombies would kill people with swords.

Lu Chengchuan didn't know that things were not as simple as they seemed, but it was difficult to find the truth.

"Let's go back first and report this matter to the director..." Zhou Yaning understood that the matter was not simple. It was getting late and there were no clues in the village. She wanted to go back and report quickly.

Before leaving, they destroyed the patterns on the ground and burned the bodies of the villagers to prevent any more strange things from happening.

Confused, they returned to the motor camp. After the wounded soldiers were settled, the rest of the group carried the bodies of their comrades, as they couldn't just abandon them in such a desolate place.

After they loaded the bodies into the car, Zhou Yaning immediately ordered to return to Anyang City.

Everyone left in a hurry, and a few minutes after the car left, several strange figures appeared in the small village.

"Lord God's Messenger, the Ironclad and those zombies are all dead. What should we do?"

"Who is that person? Even the armored corpse can't match him. Is he a mutant?"

Several people were chattering in the shadows. The leader, a man in a black robe and hood, stretched out his arm to stop them from talking.

"Don't worry, God is right. He will give us strength..."

The man raised his arm, veins bulging and muscles twitching. He was feeling the power, a power that no ordinary person could possess.

The people around him didn't dare to speak, their eyes were all fixed on his arms, the heat in their eyes was about to burst out.

"There's no value here anymore, let's go to the next place."

A stealthy figure walked out of the village, and the village returned to silence.

In the evening, they rushed back to Anyang City before dark. Lu Chengchuan went back to the armed forces department with them. He washed himself, changed his clothes and left.

He did not participate in the subsequent events, and the investigation bureau did not want him to be involved in these secrets.

Lu Chengchuan walked out of the Armed Forces Department and took the subway home.

After getting out of the subway, he walked home. When he returned to his rental house, he suddenly heard someone upstairs throwing things and swearing. Lu Chengchuan listened carefully and the sound seemed to come from the floor where he lived.

Lu Chengchuan suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly opened the door and ran upstairs. He soon reached the door of his house, but it was open and there were three people inside whom he did not know.

“Who are you!”