Chapter 656 Special Phenomena
The fat man picked up his double-edged axe and strode over menacingly.
In his eyes, these ordinary zombies were no different from henchmen at this moment. Even if there were many of them, it would only take a little more time to clear them out.
Since entering this country, he hasn't had a chance to fight, but now that it's finally here, he can't wait to get into battle.
"Come on, you bunch of... brats, die!"
He shouted and was the first to charge towards the horde of corpses.
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At the same time, Han Shuo, seeing that the horde of corpses was about to arrive, also began his own slaughter.
brush!
The black crystal Tang sword flew out of his hand once again, spun around him 360 degrees, and then returned to his hand.
Then, one head after another fell...
And so, with each step he took forward, and each time he threw his Tang sword, swarms of zombies died before they could even get close to him, all thanks to the sharp blade.
A genetically evolved human at level 9 has officially begun his mowing operation.
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Unbeknownst to them, Feng had long since vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he had already stepped over the horde of corpses and stood before the three intelligent zombies.
With a swift movement, three white afterimages flashed through the air, and the instigators of this battle—the intelligent zombies—were already dead…
Feng never drags his feet when it comes to doing things; when faced with a battle, he only uses the most efficient method to resolve it.
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With the death of the three intelligent zombies, the screams ceased, and no new hordes of zombies arrived from the distance. This meant that Han Shuo and his companions only needed to deal with the ordinary zombies present, and the battle would end.
Fortunately, the number that gathered was not too large, only around a few thousand.
This number poses no threat to the three of them currently, but dealing with it will take more time...
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The one-sided massacre continues.
Blood, heads, severed limbs, and other debris were everywhere...
After an unknown amount of time, the fat man smashed a zombie's head with an axe. His eyes were bloodshot as he was about to look for his next target when he discovered that there were no more living zombies left at the scene.
"Huff, huff, huff..."
Gasping for breath, he slammed his axe into the ground, wiped the sweat from his brow, and shouted excitedly.
"Hahahaha! That's awesome!"
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Han Shuo smiled and put away his Tang sword. He had just used the mowing mode to kill zombies, and almost none of them could get close to him.
He adjusted his breathing slightly, nodded to the wind, waved to the fat man, and spoke.
"Alright, that's a proper warm-up. Let's go, there's more turbid liquid ahead waiting for us."
Alright!
The fat man responded, then eagerly dug out the turbid fluid from the intelligent zombie's head and immediately chased after it.
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After turning a few corners, Han Shuo casually killed a few more unlucky mutants.
Before we knew it, it was almost evening.
He looked up at the sky and decided to call it a day. Based on his observations since entering the city, he had a vague feeling that a great battle was coming tomorrow, and before that, he needed to keep his body in top condition.
"Alright, it's getting dark soon. Let's find a place to camp nearby and continue our journey tomorrow!"
"good!"
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That night, the three of them randomly chose a residential building to stay in.
Han Shuo rummaged through the room and found some papers. He sat down in a chair and, relying on his memory of the day, began to draw a simple, special map.
Feng was resting with his eyes closed, and the fat man, feeling curious, came over to ask him something.
"Huh? What are you drawing that looks like a scribbling mess?"
"Is this a map? What kind of nonsense is this?"
Han Shuo didn't mind and explained with a smile.
"Look here, I've recorded everything that happened in this city today."
As he spoke, he pointed to one of the dots on the paper.
"This is where we encountered that clawed zombie when we first entered the city."
Then, he marked another point and turned to the fat man to continue speaking.
"This is where we encountered the intelligent zombie."
"Look closely, what did you find?"
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"Um?"
The fat man let out a soft "hmm" and lowered his head to carefully examine the paper.
He saw that Han Shuo had marked several points in circles, from the outside in.
He quickly understood and exclaimed in surprise.
"Damn, the outermost layer is full of claw zombies, and as we venture deeper into the city, we encounter armored zombies and swift zombies. The closer we get to the city center, the higher the level of the alien species."
After saying this, Han Shuo nodded in satisfaction.
"That's right, that's exactly what you said."
"I only realized today that the alien species in the cities of this country seem to have special territorial divisions."
"Low-level mutants can only occupy the outermost edge of the city, while mutants with a higher level of danger can go deeper inside."
"This phenomenon is quite peculiar. Based on this, I predict that we will encounter an even more powerful alien species tomorrow!"
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"ah?"
The fat man suddenly became excited.
"You mean we're about to encounter giant zombies, or even giantess zombies?"
Han Shuo shook his head and replied with a smile.
"Maybe there's more? I have a strong intuition that there should be a complex mixture of organisms in the central area of this city."
Upon hearing this, the fat man was so excited he almost jumped up in the room.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Great! This place really is paradise! It's all turbid liquid!"
Han Shuo shook his head helplessly, letting the fat man entertain himself on the spot. He then picked up the papers from the table, got up, and prepared to go to sleep.
He had just reached the door when he turned around and casually asked.
"By the way, how many drops of turbid liquid did we harvest today?"
"Just over 100 drops, only one day. If this continues, 3,000 drops a month will be a piece of cake."
Han Shuo nodded and replied confidently.
"Don't worry, there will definitely be more tomorrow."
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And so, the night passed quickly.
The next day, the three packed their luggage, opened the door, and embarked on their journey once again.
As Han Shuo had predicted yesterday, the situation was exactly as they had described. As they ventured deeper into the city, they encountered even more powerful alien species.
Sure enough, as they passed a large technology company, a giant zombie crashed right into their arms.
Without Han Shuo having to lift a finger, the fat man easily dealt with him.
Twenty drops of turbid liquid became their successful start to the day.
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