The scene that came into Huang Zhao's view was magnificent!

The open doors on the first floor of the South Warehouse were now teeming with zombies. Many of them slipped on the diesel fuel and zombie paste on the ground after entering, rolling around and getting covered in diesel fuel.

The zombies that fell in front tripped over the zombies rushing forward behind them, and were then trampled into a pile by the zombies rushing forward behind them!

As the zombies huddled together, they all ended up covered in diesel fuel.

The broadcast lasted for about half an hour. Except for the zombies on the city wall and in the residential area who were still attracted by the survivors, all of them entered the warehouse in the south district.

In a 10,000-square-meter warehouse, nearly 7,000 zombies roamed and roared, trying to find the source of the sound that made them agitated.

Seeing that all the zombies that could be attracted in the city had entered the warehouse, Huang Zhao knew that the plan had been largely accomplished.

"Next, it's time for slaughter!"

"Ellie, close the door to the first floor of the warehouse!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ellie seemed to already know what Huang Zhao was going to do next, and her voice was filled with excitement!

This AI personality seems to have some destructive tendencies. Should we create a new one?

Without much thought, Huang Zhao used the mental threads extending from the energy crystal in his mind to transfer his consciousness to Chen Run, who was waiting in the basement of the warehouse about 500 meters away.

"This is my first time performing a long-distance mental transfer, and the transfer speed feels a bit slow!"

It took about 8 seconds to completely transfer to Chen Run's mind, and the distance transmitted per second was roughly the distance within his perception range.

If it were to travel 500 kilometers, wouldn't it take two hours to move it there?

It seems we need to further investigate how to accelerate the mental transfer process.

There's so much more to do, it's so hard to slack off!

well...'

He let out a long sigh.

Huang Zhao manipulated Chen Run's body to walk towards the diesel fuel that was still spreading towards the basement.

He took out a retro lighter from the supernatural space and held it in his hand.

Snap.

As the flame ignited, Huang Zhao lightly tossed the lighter into the diesel-coated ground, then turned gracefully and headed towards the entrance to the shelter passage.

A real man never looks back at an explosion!