Xiao Longzhan couldn't help but bare his teeth as he watched the little zombie disappear in the blink of an eye.
It turns out that scaring him was a pretense; the real intention was to steal his cheese stick.
That wretched little zombie!
Xiao Longzhan stomped his right foot heavily on the ground and jumped forward.
"Little Zhanzhan!"
Just as Xiao Longzhan was about to leap off the supermarket roof, Jiang Nian'an swiftly flicked out a vine.
He pulled Xiaolong Zhan, who had already leaped into the air, back down.
"It stole my cheese stick!"
Xiao Longzhan, who was pulled back to Jiang Nian'an's side, was indignant and wanted to fight the little zombie.
"Wait for the King to return."
Shen Nanxing exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly opened his eyes.
"Have you recovered?" Jiang Nian'an asked him.
Shen Nanxing nodded. "Mm."
He stretched his limbs and looked up at Kangshikou.
The zombies at Kangshikou have quieted down and retreated to both sides, clearing the way in the middle.
"That is—"
Shen Nanxing narrowed his eyes slightly. "An'an, give me the binoculars."
Jiang Nian'an placed the binoculars into his hands.
Shen Nanxing immediately looked towards Kangshikou and saw seven zombies walking in a manner similar to humans approaching them.
"They're here."
He put away his binoculars and slowly helped Jiang Nian'an to her feet.
'Roar!'
At the same time, the little zombie hiding in the horde of zombies also sensed the aura of a zombie of the same level, let out a joyful cry, and ran towards Kangshikou.
A sticky, milky-white liquid still clung to the corner of his mouth.
'Boom boom~'
The roar of a car engine came from behind the supermarket; Da Wang had arrived with Luo Yi and the others.
"superior!"
Luo Yi and Chen Yang took the lead, wielding their weapons and carving a bloody path through the horde of zombies.
"I'll go pick them up."
Jiang Nian'an quickly walked to the edge of the supermarket roof, swung out more than ten vines, and let Luo Yi and the others pull them up to the supermarket roof.
"I read on the paper that there are eight level-three zombies here, and dozens of level-two zombies?"
As Luo Yi walked toward Shen Nanxing, he turned to ask Jiang Nian'an.
Jiang Nian'an nodded. "Yes, and some of the level three zombies seem to have fully regained their senses."
"Fully recovered his senses?"
Luo Yi paused, and Luo Yue and Chen Yang, who were following behind him, were also shocked.
Nowadays, any superhuman with some skill can easily overwhelm zombies of the same level.
Even level 2 zombies primarily rely on instinct to attack, resulting in rigid attack methods and extremely slow reactions.
Even a level 2 superpowered zombie is only slightly stronger than a regular level 2 zombie.
When they encounter superhumans like them who have received various training since childhood, they are still easily crushed and obediently hand over their crystal cores.
In comparison, mutated animals and other superhumans of the same level pose a greater threat to them.
However, if the zombies regain their senses, then their advantage in fighting them will be gone.
"Um."
Jiang Nian'an nodded again without saying anything more.
The group walked up to Shen Nanxing.
"Weren't you chasing that wood-type zombie? Why are you back here?"
Luo Yi looked down at the densely packed zombies, his brows furrowed.
"And those people were also drawn here by it—"
Shen Nanxing raised his hand and pointed to the survivors who were trembling and didn't even dare to raise their heads.
"There are no supplies here, yet it's attracting so many survivors. Something's definitely not right."
“Brother, what Young Master Shen said makes sense. This place is so dilapidated that even before the apocalypse, I'm afraid no one would live here.”
Luo Yue stepped out from behind Luo Yi and waved to one of her bodyguards, "Shine the light."
The bodyguard understood, and a dazzling golden light shone from his body, like a small sun illuminating the surroundings.
Those unfinished, abandoned buildings were clearly visible to everyone.
It was even clearer than when they passed by in the afternoon.
Jiang Nian'an's eyes flickered slightly; she hadn't expected that among the Luo family's bodyguards, there were those who had awakened the light element.
"Moreover, compared to when we passed through this afternoon, there are significantly more zombies here, both in terms of the number of zombies and the number of zombies in the surrounding buildings."
Chen Yang looked at the horde of zombies attracted by the light, his eyes filled with a deep and solemn expression.
"This is quite a show of force..."
Luo Yi unconsciously rubbed his hands at his sides, then suddenly asked Luo Yue and Chen Yang.
"Yueyue, Chen Yang, look at this situation below. Doesn't it look like the survivor shelter we passed by earlier? It's a bit like they're carving up territory."
Shen Nanxing withdrew his gaze from the zombies and turned to ask Luo Yi, "Shelter? Tell me more."
“I’ve been inside once, so let me describe the shelter in detail.”
Chen Yang cleared his throat, his gaze becoming distant.
"In many places, the local government was overwhelmed in the early stages of the apocalypse and was unable to establish a base."
Without guidance or command, the survivors gathered together on their own to resist the mutated creatures, enclosing a residential area as a stronghold and forming a refuge.
There are no accommodation fees in the shelter, and there are almost no restrictions or discipline. The supplies and crystals found outside belong to individuals or teams, and everyone usually manages their own affairs. There is a high degree of population mobility.
They would only fight back collectively when invaded by foreign enemies, but more often they would simply abandon their strongholds and flee for their lives, returning to their strongholds only after the enemy had left.
However, there are exceptions.
Some shelters will select the strongest person to become their leader.
Those who are chosen tend to become somewhat arrogant.
He not only demanded that the survivors in the shelter treat him with utmost respect, but also set up roadblocks to forcibly demand supplies and crystals from survivors who asked for directions.
It has a feel of bandits carving out their own territory and ruling over it.
After listening to Chen Yang's words, Jiang Nian'an lowered her eyes and looked at the ground, as if she was thinking.
In her previous life, she had never been to the shelter, but she had heard many stories about it.
In general, the shelter is a melting pot of all sorts of people, a place where all kinds of people gather.
In the early days, the shelters did indeed save the lives of many survivors.
However, as supplies dwindled and the mutated creatures grew stronger, the unrestrained shelter gradually transformed into a deadly trap.
Bloodshed, violence, and darkness have become its defining characteristics.
Violence begets violence, and evil begets evil; this has become the principle of most shelters.
In that place, the ruthless and the wicked thrive, while the good people can hardly survive.
"According to this statement, the current situation doesn't entirely resemble a shelter."
Shen Nanxing slowly drew the knife from his back and stood in front of Jiang Nian'an and Xiao Longzhan, his eyes fixed on the level three zombie that was getting closer and closer to them.
What does that look like?
Luo Yi also drew his weapon and entered battle mode.
Shen Nanxing's expression was solemn as he slowly spoke, "Like the establishment of a dynasty."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian'an's eyes lit up.
Brother Shen's description is excellent; isn't that exactly what it means to establish a dynasty?
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