"Although saying this might be a blow to morale, it's unfortunate," Nan Zhu said calmly, gripping his gun. "There are probably already a lot of them gathered here."
Ye Shaoheng was so angry with Nan Zhu that he gritted his teeth. This guy always acted so nonchalantly, when was he going to start getting anxious?
It makes it seem like they don't care about the current situation at all.
"Maybe," Ye Shaoheng retorted, "I might be able to handle it all by myself."
“Unfortunately, when cockroaches run into the sunlight, it proves that there’s no room left in the dark.” Nan Zhu looked around and finally settled on a dark corner: “Since you’ve memorized the doomsday manual, you should be able to understand the different characteristics of each zombie.”
The characteristics of an infiltrator are that they are very secretive.
If you're going to lie in wait, then of course you have to conceal your presence as much as possible; otherwise, what kind of infiltrator are you?
Although its attack power is weaker than that of the zombies that follow, its speed and ability to conceal its presence are not much different from those of the zombies that appear later.
If there were only one, they shouldn't have been able to sense it under normal circumstances. However, all of their powerful members are now feeling a strong sense of crisis, which means there is only one possibility: there is more than one lurking creature here.
And the quantity is particularly large.
The Lurker has a strong ability to blend into the darkness, like a chameleon that can change its own color and effectively distort light to hide itself.
Once they understood this, everyone in the room's expression changed.
There's a room full of researchers here. Although these researchers have also trained to fight the apocalypse, it doesn't mean they can really handle extremely critical situations. For most of them, this is their first real combat experience.
"Well, your marksmanship was pretty good just now." Ye Shaoheng chuckled, trying to ease the tension: "You don't seem scared at all."
“Calmness is an essential quality for every diplomat,” Nan Zhu replied calmly.
"Where did you learn your marksmanship?" Ye Shaoheng asked curiously.
Nan Zhu: "Talent."
Ye Shaoheng: "?"
"I was fortunate enough to serve as a special police officer for a few months," Nan Zhu added.
Before he could finish speaking, Nan Zhu's expression hardened, and he changed the direction of his pistol. With a "bang," a bullet was fired, accurately hitting a lurker in the head, passing through his forehead and killing him instantly.
"You were fortunate enough to serve for a few months?" Ye Shaoheng stretched his shoulders, trying to relax. "How much effort did it take?"
At the same time, Ye Shaoheng drew the knife from his back and held it horizontally in front of his chest. With a tooth-grinding scraping sound, the machete and the zombie's sharp claws sparked fiercely.
Ye Shaoheng parried with one hand while drawing another machete with the other. With a swift stroke, he decapitated one of the lurkers.
He and Nan Zhu are truly two extremes.
Nan Zhu needs to be calm, while Ye Shaoheng needs to be relaxed. The more relaxed he is, the better he can perform in all aspects.
“It didn’t take much effort.” Nan Zhu’s voice was calm and even. “The exam was relatively easy, and my family helped out a bit.”
Ye Shaoheng: "..."
Who would believe that!
Don't even mention the possibility of family members helping out; that's practically impossible. And what's the point of making this exam so easy?
Thinking back on the days he spent working late into the night, Ye Shaoheng felt a blow to his spirits.
Suddenly, both of them tensed up. Nan Zhu slid aside to avoid the two ambushers' attack. A screeching sound came from behind as Ye Shaoheng's back slammed into him, causing him to stumble two steps.
"Be careful, you're not a superhuman, getting scratched can be quite a pain." Ye Shaoheng rubbed his wrist: "Aren't you Sister Yin's secretary? You don't even have a way to call her privately? You're hopeless."
"Bang!"
Ye Shaoheng was startled. This time, the bullet rang right next to his ear. The gunshot was deafening, making Ye Shaoheng's ears ring.
However, Ye Shaoheng laughed. His appearance already had a roguish air about him, and this laugh made him even more arrogant.
“A secretary who isn’t trusted by her boss isn’t a good secretary.” Ye Shaoheng weighed the cleaver in his hand, completely unconcerned about Nan Zhu’s venting-like behavior: “Getting angry at me won’t work.”
Nan Zhu's expression turned completely cold.
His eyes are actually very similar to Shi Yin's; they are both beautiful peach blossom eyes. Ye Shaoheng didn't notice it when Nan Zhu was smiling, but now that he was angry, the smile in his eyes disappeared, and it made people feel that the surrounding air became a bit gloomy.
"Is this what you call being furious?" Seeing that Nan Zhu's feigned humility and smile had finally crumbled, Ye Shaoheng felt a great sense of accomplishment.
The two machetes were swung with great force, creating a clearing several meters in diameter around them.
I was initially jealous that this guy became a secretary, but it turns out he's just an employee and didn't even become the boss's confidant.
Nan Zhu was not to be outdone, shooting one person after another, but compared to Ye Shaoheng's energy and excitement, he seemed more like he was venting his anger.
A grating, grinding sound kept ringing in my ears; over 60% of the area inside the doomsday beacon was filled with this ear-piercing noise.
Each person's badge glowed with a pale red light, forming a small, eggshell-like protective shield that enveloped the person wearing the badge without affecting their combat performance in the slightest.
Bullets fired from inside the protective membrane, attacks launched from within, and even machetes swung out from within were completely unaffected. The protective shell seemed to humans as if it were just air, but the zombies could not break through it from the outside no matter what they did.
To zombies, this thin film is like the most solid city wall; no matter how much they tear at it, they cannot leave a single scratch.
On the other side, Shi Yin had already boarded the helicopter, which was hovering overhead. Shi Yin could see the zombie army slowly approaching.
These are the lowest-level zombies; in terms of attack power, the berserkers at the Doomsday Beacon are far more terrifying.
However, if the calculations are correct, the lurkers should have emerged.
"Sister~" Changning ran over and jumped into Shiyin's arms, rubbing her fluffy little head against Shiyin's chest like a kitten.
"So, can you understand it?" Shi Yin's voice was gentler when facing Chang Ning.
"I don't understand." Changning's big, innocent eyes were full of confusion. "But, wouldn't it be fine as long as we eat those zombies?"
"Hmm... I see." Shi Yin thought for a moment, "Let's understand it that way."
"Mmm!" Changning held Shiyin tightly, her eyes crinkling with laughter.
The zombie army moved slowly forward. These ordinary zombies were different from the berserkers. The berserkers were strong, muscular, and their running speed was more terrifying than that of a world sprint champion.
But these ordinary zombies were much worse; they staggered forward and would occasionally look around.
If their subconscious minds hadn't been emptied and they hadn't been driven towards the school, they would probably be searching for food by now.
"Um, Ms. Shiyin, would you like to head to the Doomsday Beacon first?" The helicopter pilot's forehead was covered in sweat.
"We received a distress call. The Doomsday Beacon has been attacked by a more advanced lurking zombie. More than 60% of the badges' protective shields have been activated."
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