Chapter 329 Master and Disciple Finally Reunite
Meanwhile, Han Shuo followed Qing Yu and the others, moving quickly through the escape tunnel.
He saw many corpses trampled to death on the ground, but ignored them and casually picked up a backpack left behind by another survivor.
As he ran, he opened his backpack and checked its contents.
"Yes, there are a few bottles of water, some food, and some basic disposable items."
Han Shuo thought to himself, and seeing that there was enough food in his backpack to last him for a few days, he simply carried it on his back.
Although he was currently evacuating with Qingyu and the others, once he was outside, he did not intend to continue following the main force.
Because he was going to the meeting point he had agreed upon with Cheng Shenghong, where almost all of their food was stored, something Han Shuo couldn't bear to abandon.
Moreover, Fatty and his friends were also heading in that direction, and he needed to reunite with them first.
Han Shuo felt that although he had spent too much time in the underground research institute, it was still worth it because he had obtained a lot of useful information.
Throughout his journey, he did not detour to his residence to check on the situation.
He knew that with the fat man's abilities, they would definitely be able to evacuate from the underground research institute.
However, his only concern was Chen Hai's current condition and whether his life would be in danger if he couldn't receive further treatment during the transfer...
Thinking of this, Han Shuo could only silently hope in his heart.
"Sigh, I hope Shurou can take good care of Uncle Hai..."
Thus, after he had gone several hundred meters into the escape tunnel, no more survivors came running in.
Because at this moment, the horde of zombies had completely engulfed every corner of the underground research institute.
Before the war began, there were about 30,000 people in the underground research institute. However, in just one night, the peace and tranquility of the past were completely shattered.
That night, they experienced what it felt like to be in hell on earth.
The sudden surge of zombies into the underground research institute caught everyone off guard.
Amidst the rampage of various ghouls, only slightly over 10,000 people managed to safely evacuate to the escape routes…
Nearly two-thirds of the people died here.
And how long can those who escaped survive outside without the protection of the underground research institute?
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"Ah—! Ah—! Ah…"
With a final scream, the underground research institute finally fell silent.
At the same time, all the zombies, all the alien species, and all the necromancy beasts present fell silent.
They stood there motionless, frozen in place.
The next second, the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground rang out, and the zombie king finally arrived at the deepest part of the underground research institute.
When he saw the escape route ahead, anger rose on his face.
"Hehe, Yue Zongyang, you really know how to put in the effort. In less than two years, you have secretly built an escape route."
"You coward, you still can't face me after all?"
The Zombie King thought Yue Zongyang had escaped from here, and just as he was about to wave his hand to command his army of death to continue the pursuit, a voice came from a room not far away.
"Zombie King! You've finally arrived!"
As the voice fell, the zombie king stopped raising his arm, and the command he was about to give came to an abrupt halt.
The anger on his face vanished instantly. He recognized the voice; he knew whose voice it was.
The next second, a slight smile appeared on his lips as he walked straight toward the room.
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By this time, Yue Zongyang in the room had already stopped convulsing.
He still experienced sharp pains from time to time, but he had gotten used to it. He sat on the ground, leaning wearily against the wall.
His hair had turned completely white, and his face was covered with countless wrinkles.
Now he looks like a little old man, perhaps the only difference being that his limbs are much thicker than before.
Nevertheless, one could still sense an invisible aura of death surrounding him.
Who would have thought that the "little old man" whose life was about to fade away was the same Yue Zongyang who was still as handsome as ever and had an aura of authority?
The forced injection of the blue liquid, while filling his body with power, also brought his life to an immediate end...
"Cough, cough..."
Yue Zongyang coughed twice and slowly stood up from the ground.
He turned and walked to his desk, bent down and took out a long sword from underneath, standing there with the sword in his right hand.
His gaze was fixed on the direction of the door; he was quietly waiting for the arrival of the Zombie King.
He didn't know just how strong the zombie king had become, nor did he know if he could be its match.
All he knew was that this was his last chance.
If he can successfully kill the zombie king, he can extract the black blood from its heart and release it through a special device before he dies.
And so, everything will come to an end...
He will fight with everything he has in this battle!
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"Tap, tap, tap..."
Soon, the sound of footsteps in the corridor reached Yue Zongyang's ears.
He knew that the Zombie King had finally arrived...
A few seconds later, a scarlet figure appeared at the doorway.
At the same time, the room fell silent, and two pairs of eyes met!
On this day, the former master and disciple finally met again, but this time, the master and disciple no longer had the same feelings as before.
Because, two years later, neither of them is the same person the other used to be.
At this moment, only a feeling of unfamiliarity remained in their hearts...
Neither of them spoke or made a move; they were both sizing each other up.
The Zombie King frowned.
He never imagined that his teacher would become so old and frail.
Yue Zongyang also frowned.
He hadn't expected that when he met his apprentice face to face, the oppressive aura emanating from him would be so intense.
After an unknown amount of time, the zombie king was the first to break the silence.
He threw his head back and burst into wild laughter, his laughter filled with disdain.
"Hahahaha! Yue Zongyang, now that we've both ended up like this, who's more miserable, you or me?"
Yue Zongyang gripped his longsword tightly. Since the zombie king hadn't made a move, he wasn't in a hurry.
At this moment, he could feel the condition of his body, and if he didn't take action, he could hold on for a while longer.
But once the fight started and he became very active, he knew that his internal organs would probably fail completely within two minutes.
At that point, his life would truly be coming to an end.
During this time, he must do everything he can to buy as much time as possible for those who escaped outside to recover their strength...
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