Chapter 61 He hasn't killed enough yet.

Lou Han was genuinely taken aback by Zhang Han's unexpected reaction.

As the knife tip approached her cheek, he clearly saw the girl's pupils constrict and tremble, yet she immediately overcame her fear and managed to calmly call for help and escape.

She was clearly not the ordinary person he had expected.

—But so what?

Lou Han sneered inwardly. Since he had already been exposed, he simply gave up on the sneak attack and leaped up from the bushes.

Zhang Han had already run some distance when he suddenly heard heavy footsteps crunching through fallen leaves behind him. He turned around and was so shocked that he almost cried out "Holy crap!"

Zhang Han initially thought the middle-aged man was unremarkable. He was short, had cloudy corneas, and dark skin etched with the lines of time, just like a typical manual laborer on the roadside. He was far less threatening than a zombie.

If the principal hadn't reminded her to report any encounters with enemies immediately, she probably would have tried to fight him.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man that Zhang Han remembered as someone who would be instantly submerged in a crowd suddenly rushed towards her at high speed, using both hands and feet, like a strange creature!

It seemed that every joint and tendon in his body possessed incredible flexibility. His soft limbs pushed against the snow, tree trunks, boulders, and any hard surface along the way, allowing him to gain leverage and rapidly closing the distance between them.

Like a large, crawling spider, only its head remained still, its weathered face staring expressionlessly at Zhang Han.

Zhang Han suffered a tremendous emotional shock. She stumbled and fell to the ground, tripped by a protruding tree root, and heard Sun Wei's exclamation from not far away.

Song Rushuang and the other two were not far from Zhang Han, but Lou Han was obviously closer to her. He stabbed at her again, but Zhang Han twisted her body and rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging the attack.

The pose is ugly, but it's practical.

She wasn't good at fighting, but after six months of rigorous training in physical education classes, weekly simulations, and monthly holographic exams, she had faced off against at least a hundred zombies head-on and had at least found a way to deal with them.

To sum it up in Zhang Han's own words, it's about surviving first and then slowly looking for opportunities. As long as you survive, you can always wait for the opponent to make a mistake.

Lou Han was eager to kill Zhang Han before reinforcements arrived, so he struck with great force. Half of his dagger got stuck in the mud, and Zhang Han, who was lying on his back, seized the opportunity and kicked him in the shoulder.

She felt as if she had kicked a cotton doll, and could barely feel any bones under her feet, so she knew that most of her strength had been dissipated.

The opponent was not injured. Instead, he took the opportunity to pull out the dagger with lightning speed. Zhang Han hurriedly grabbed his hand axe and ran right into the oncoming blade.

The impact of the metal striking each other made Zhang Han's hand go numb, but he couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh?"

"Hanhan!" Shen Qingqing ran over, glanced at Zhang Han, and seeing that she was alright, she swung her machete at Lou Han.

Lou Han, who had been lying on all fours, suddenly moved away with lightning speed, stood up and ran quickly toward the nearest tree. In just a few moments, he was up to the top of the tree like a snake.

His running posture was also strange, giving the four people the impression that he was light and weightless.

Sun Wei and Song Rushuang helped Zhang Han up from the ground and looked at Lou Han with wary expressions.

Judging from the speed of their movement, Song Rushuang already knew that the four of them were no match for him.

“He’s faster than a mid-level zombie; he’s a specially evolved species,” Shen Qingqing said in a low voice.

Basic zombies, intermediate zombies, and advanced zombies—these three are simply classifications based on different stages of zombie evolution. Intermediate zombies appear approximately one year and three months after the apocalypse. The defining characteristic of this watershed is that they have learned to climb, and in addition, their various attributes have been enhanced to varying degrees.

This type of intermediate zombie is not difficult to deal with because their behavior patterns have not changed fundamentally compared to the basic zombies. Students adapted to their enhanced physical abilities in less than three months and could quickly eliminate them through hunting and teamwork. Some elite students could even handle ordinary intermediate zombies on their own.

However, in addition to this, as the proportion and number of intermediate-level zombies in the zombie horde increased, humans gradually discovered some specially evolved zombies.

For example, there are giant zombies that are larger, more defensive, and stronger than other zombie types, resembling the Hulk.

Another example is the runner-type zombie, which is short in stature, has slender limbs, and moves at an incredibly fast speed.

Or perhaps they are blind but have exceptionally keen hearing, like night-walking zombies that haunt midnight nightmares.

These special zombies are extremely rare, and most are accustomed to traveling alone. According to Zhao Yunxiao, humans once speculated that these unusual evolutionary paths might originate from the special genes originally carried by the infected individuals and their personal experiences.

This hypothesis was overturned only when zombies carrying toxins and zombies with hard, sharp, steel-like arms and legs appeared.

Humans are completely unable to explain the zombie species using common biological knowledge, which has caused some scholars who have struggled to the end to suffer a mental breakdown.

Lou Han, standing before them, was clearly a "zombie" with special evolution.

"A runner?" Shen Qingqing guessed.

“No, his joints are more flexible than a runner’s; it’s a type we don’t understand,” Song Rushuang denied.

Lou Han grinned, revealing a row of sharp, jagged teeth. Whether it was due to evolution or was his natural tooth shape, the sight made the four men's stomachs churn.

“You know more than I thought,” he said sarcastically.

Sure enough, there was more to the skeleton's death than met the eye.

Song Rushuang said coldly, "More than that, we also know many things you don't know."

Lou Han scoffed dismissively.

Sun Wei, who had been quiet all along, suddenly whispered, "Okay."

She had already sent out the locations of the four people, along with a general description of the types of zombies.

Shen Qingqing and Song Rushuang's guesses were not just casual conversation; they were explaining them to Sun Wei, who was responsible for relaying the messages.

Sun Wei's words were like a signal. Without needing to discuss it, the four of them spontaneously moved closer to each other, stopping at a distance where they could support each other while still having room to wield their weapons.

This tacit understanding, honed through countless assessments and collaborative training in the simulation cabin, is what they must maintain until backup arrives.

Lou Han wasn't worried about what kind of trouble these four girls could cause, and observed them with great interest.

His abilities are best suited for use in the mountains and forests. Even if he can't deal with the four people in a short time, he is confident that he can escape.

Feeling the warmth and breath of her roommate's heartbeat beside her, Song Rushuang gradually calmed down.

She gripped the knife, fully focused on bracing for the impending attack.

rustle--

The leaves trembled, and Lou Han leaped down from the tree!

The figure magnified in her pupils, making it impossible to see the movement of his limbs with the naked eye. For a moment, Song Rushuang felt that she was facing a creature that did not belong to this world, something that was neither human nor inhuman, giving rise to a fear similar to the uncanny valley.

My nerves were stretched to the limit, and every cell in my body was screaming.

I can't win, I just want to run away.

But my roommate's rapid breathing only amplified in my ears.

She cannot back down.

Song Rushuang gritted her teeth and squinted, finally catching the speed of Lou Han's high-speed knife swing in the blur. She decisively raised her knife to block, and the two collided with a thud. The huge downward force still brought the blade three inches closer to her neck.

Just as blood was about to be drawn, Zhang Han came across with his knife from the other side.

The metal scraped violently, and Lou Han was thrown to one side. He rolled over and stood up, his eyes filled with anger.

"Sure enough! I was wondering why I could block his attack with one hand!" Zhang Han's mind was unusually sharp. "This guy is fast, but his attacks are weak and feeble. He's probably only a little stronger than me. So, his physical strength probably isn't that high..."

Before he could finish speaking, an enraged Lou Han charged toward Zhang Han again. Zhang Han quickly raised his axe to block him, but just before the blades collided, Lou Han's blade suddenly flicked upwards, grazing the axe blade.

"So what if I lack strength? Humans simply can't keep up with my speed!" Lou Han taunted through gritted teeth.

The heavy hand axe couldn't keep up with the change, and Zhang Han's neck was exposed to the blade without any obstruction.

A sudden rush of energy through their minds.

"open--"

Get out of the way!

The shouts and roars of the three men mingled together, and suddenly a figure rushed out from the blind spot, knocking Lou Han straight to the ground like a cannonball.

The two rolled around three or four times on the uneven snow, entangled in a struggle. Lou Han was dizzy from the impact. He finally managed to break free from the other's grip, flipped over and pinned the uninvited guest down, but the dagger he had raised high suddenly froze in mid-air.

The attacker beneath him had bloodshot eyes and a wide-open mouth that vaguely revealed sharp canine teeth. He was unmoved by the dagger that appeared in his line of sight and was still frantically shaking his head, trying to continue attacking Lou Han.

"You, you..." Lou Han was both shocked and furious.

What's in front of me is clearly a mindless zombie!

"Humans can't keep up with your speed, so what about zombies?"

Lu Yan parted the leaves and saw the four people who were half-dead from fright but still outwardly unharmed. He breathed a sigh of relief without showing any emotion, beckoned them to stand behind him, and then asked Lou Han with a faint smile, "Are you going to attack your own kind?"

Before leaving, Fu Qing modified the instructions for the twenty simulated zombies, changing the target from students to zombies, and evenly distributed them throughout the examination room, giving the teachers the authority to mobilize them.

After receiving Sun Wei's distress signal, Lu Yan, who was closest, rushed over with one of the animals.

They modified it into a "runner" type zombie, increasing its speed and decreasing its defense, and it barely managed to catch up with and save Zhang Han.

Lou Han coldly plunged the dagger into the simulated zombie's eye socket, stood up from its limp body, and was clearly enraged.

Lu Yan sighed, pulled the scalpel from the straps on his leg, and clicked his tongue: "...Troublesome."

*

Bang!!

Qin Yufei was punched in the shoulder by the man, staggered back two steps before regaining his balance, and felt half of his body go numb, and a chill suddenly ran through him.

That punch was originally aimed at his temple, but if it landed...

The man in front of him was about 2.1 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a large build. Standing in front of him, he was like a wall. Yu Cheng walked around from behind him and suddenly raised his knife and stabbed him in the side. However, only the tip of the knife went in and got stuck between the muscles.

Yu Cheng: "..."

He realized something was wrong, but it was too late to retreat. The man, who resembled a giant zombie, turned around and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Yu Cheng!" Wang Huai and his other roommate were shocked. They stopped in their tracks, unsure whether they should check on Yu Cheng's injuries first.

Yu Cheng lay on the ground, and with the slightest movement, a sharp pain shot through his sternum, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He gasped, forcing himself to say, "Go... help Qin Yufei."

Only a minute had passed since they sent out the distress signal, and they wouldn't last much longer against the man.

In my drowsy state, I could vaguely hear a few shouts.

"It seems to be there!"

"Hey, we're here to help! Hang in there!"

The swaying beam of the powerful flashlight illuminated the leaves not far away, where a figure was running, trying to get there as quickly as possible to help their classmate.

It was a nearby squad.

Just as Yu Cheng was about to relax, he saw that Qin Yufei, who had been injured, was unable to dodge the man's next attack. He was grabbed by the collar and lifted up with just one hand.

The boy, who was over 1.8 meters tall, appeared incredibly frail in front of the men. His feet were off the ground as he struggled and thrashed about in mid-air, his neck and cheeks turning red almost instantly from lack of oxygen.

The enormous hand pressed down on Qin Yufei's head, seemingly intending to twist his skull off—

Yu Cheng took two rapid breaths, her eyes widening in terror: "No!"

Whoosh!

An axe flew in a whirlwind, its cold light gleaming in the darkness. With tremendous force, it sliced ​​through the man's arm, tearing open his hardened defenses and leaving him a bloody mess in an instant.

The man let out a painful scream, uncontrollably released Qin Yufei, and took a half step back while clutching his injured arm.

Hao Zhenye walked over step by step through the fallen leaves in the forest, his gaze immediately falling on the man's pale face.

It was a face with zombie-like features.

Nearly half a year later, in this still peaceful world, he encountered real zombies again.

Hao Zhenye's eyebrows furrowed, and his chest heaved violently from running, but he looked at the man and slowly grinned.

—Perfect timing, he hasn't killed enough yet.

Yu Cheng suddenly felt...

At this moment, Teacher Hao seemed more like a dangerous beast than the giant zombie in front of him.