Chapter 563 Returning to the Stadium
"good!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the fat man turned around and went to do it.
Although he felt a pang of reluctance, he knew that the safety of his own people was the most important thing.
All he could do was give these people a quick death, sparing them from torment and suffering...
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After the fat man left, Han Shuo and everyone else packed all the luggage together.
They brought well-sealed food, some essential military supplies, and important data from the old man's research on nanotechnology.
As for the laser sword that was taken from the silver-haired man, it was naturally returned to its rightful owner.
Afterwards, the four of them climbed to the rooftop and waited quietly for the fat man to return.
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Han Shuo gazed at the endless horde of corpses below, a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, often including regret or nostalgia) welling up inside him.
"Sigh~ This group of people has ultimately gone down the wrong path."
"If this old man is a kind-hearted person and uses nanotechnology for good, he could probably become a great help to Brother Qingyu."
"It's a pity, a real pity, that this evil organization still doesn't know who its true enemy is..."
"The zombie king is constantly expanding his deathly influence, while we humans, more than two years after the apocalypse, are still fighting amongst ourselves..."
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While the four chatted, they waited for about half an hour before the fat man came running up from downstairs, panting heavily.
"I'm back! I'm back!"
Seeing him covered in sweat, Xiao Zhao asked him in confusion.
"What's wrong, Fatty? Why did you take so long?"
"Tch, killing someone takes half an hour? You're really slow, fatso." The blond man switched to his sarcastic tone towards the fat man, giving him a sidelong glance of disdain.
After hearing this, the fat man naturally retorted indignantly.
"Hmph! What, you're not satisfied? At least I can still kill, while you can't even kill."
"You!" The blond man was clearly furious, having been hit where it hurt.
"Okay, okay, I'm not going to tease you anymore. I had other things to take care of."
The fat man waved his hand, panting in place, too lazy to argue with the blond man anymore.
At this moment, Han Shuo walked up and asked curiously.
"What else did you do?"
"hey-hey!"
The fat man grinned sheepishly and pointed behind him: "Look over there!"
The four looked in the direction he was pointing and were surprised to find a faint light flickering in the forest.
The fat man continued proudly, "I'm going to set it on fire. Damn it, there are still hundreds of thousands of zombies here. It would be great to burn them all down."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shuo shook his head helplessly.
He glanced down at the horde of corpses and thought to himself.
"Well, well, this place is an evil place after all. It's good to clean up all the zombies along with it."
"However... the fire in this forest, though extinguished twice, eventually reignited!"
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The five people gazed at the distant flames, which burned ever more fiercely!
When half the sky was dyed red, the silver-haired man withdrew his gaze, a look of relief on his face. He waved his hand and spoke.
"let's go."
"Walk!"
The next moment, the five people jumped off the edge of the rooftop, their five hang gliders unfolded, and they soared into the sky, quickly disappearing into the distance.
Thus, Han Shuo and his group's cross-border journey came to a complete end, and the hideout of the Corpse-Wearing Man organization was utterly destroyed today!
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One day, two days, three days, four days...
Four days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The five of them followed the same formation they had come in, and then, midway through the journey, they returned to the silver-haired man's base via the same route in the sky.
During this period, they fared much better, successfully evading flocks of corpse birds time and time again.
And so, they traveled through several countries and returned to the country where the silver-haired man originally lived.
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Seeing the familiar territory below again that day, Han Shuo felt much more at ease.
"I'm finally back!"
He silently murmured to himself, quietly feeling the cool breeze blowing in his face.
Before we knew it, the scorching summer had passed, and as autumn arrived, the temperature gradually became a bit chilly.
However, the three people were strong and healthy, and the two were specially constructed bio-engineered humans, so this drop in temperature obviously had no effect on them.
After flying a distance using the hang glider, Han Shuo thought for a moment and then shouted into the communicator.
"Silver-haired brother, how much time do you two have left on this trip?"
"Hmm? Brother Han, don't worry, there are still plenty of days left. There's absolutely no problem with the energy fluid in our bodies."
The silver-haired man's reply came quickly from the communicator.
He scouted ahead, paused, and then added more information.
"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"
"Well, if I have enough time, I'd like to go to the stadium where Lunn is first. If Lao Wu and the others know that Brother Yao Nan is still alive, they'll be very excited."
"Hahaha! Of course, of course, no problem at all. It's not too much of a detour. Flying would only take an extra half day. Let's go!"
"Walk!"
The two hit it off immediately and slightly adjusted the direction of flight of the hang glider.
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At this moment, the fat man, bored, casually asked into the communicator.
"Brother Silver Hair, I'm telling you, the energy fluid in your bodies is really too troublesome. You can only stay outside for a month at a time before you have to go back. Don't you want to think of any other solutions?"
"Ha ha!"
The silver-haired man replied cheerfully, "Brother Fatty, my third and eighth sisters had already started researching this matter at the base before we came out this time."
"The two of them are designing a temperature-controlled container for the energy fluid. I believe that we will soon be able to carry spare energy fluid with us when we travel. At that time, we will no longer need to return to the base to change it."
"After all, once we've resolved all the troubles, we'll be heading back to headquarters..."
After hearing these words, the fat man muttered something.
"Hmm, that's more like it. It should have been resolved a long time ago."
He thought for a moment, then asked another question that came to mind.
"Hey, Silver-haired Bro, when we get back, could you guys turn me into a cyborg too? No need to eat or drink, no pain, wouldn't that be great? Perfect for surviving in the apocalypse..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"It's okay to be transformed into a transgender person, but it's not okay to be transformed into a cyborg!"
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And so, the group chatted and joked around, and quickly and easily spent a few hours together.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at the location of the large stadium where Lunn and Qingyu were stationed.
However, after gazing at it from afar, Han Shuo's excitement and exhilaration instantly turned into anxiety.
Ahead, the stadium was not as bustling and lively as he had imagined.
Instead, it was shrouded in smoke and filled with a deathly stillness.
Upon seeing this, the five people's expressions grew increasingly grim.
"Oh no! Something's happened here!"
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