Chapter 303 A Brief Period of Safety
With just a few words, Steward Wang calmed down the unruly crowd.
However, he continued to ramble on, saying some inspiring words, trying to restore the atmosphere to a positive state.
Han Shuo knew that they were out of danger, so he calmed down and stopped thinking about it.
Turning his head, he saw the fat man still lying on the ground and shook his head helplessly.
"Alright, get up now, don't embarrass yourself here."
He cursed angrily, then stepped forward and helped the fat man up from where he stood.
He then led the two men aside and listened quietly to what Steward Wang had to say.
"We must have faith! As long as we don't give up, we'll definitely find a way to defeat the zombies outside!"
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Manager Wang was still shouting passionately.
Han Shuo was tired of hearing similar things.
However, these words, which sound like brainwashing, do work on most of the people here.
The atmosphere at the scene improved, and those who had been feeling hopeless gradually regained a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Han Shuo knew that, in fact, Wang Zongguan's persona in the underground research institute was so perfect that no one could find a single flaw.
On ordinary days, Steward Wang would frequently appear in front of others because he had to handle both big and small matters here.
Throughout this time, regardless of who it was or what their status was in the underground research institute, he would always respond with a smile whenever someone greeted him.
In the hearts of the survivors, Steward Wang was the best person here.
He truly deserves the "friend zone" label.
Compared to Yue Zongyang, who rarely showed up, most people here actually had more awe for Chief Steward Wang.
Including Han Shuo himself...
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Two minutes later, Steward Wang finally finished speaking and gave the order for everyone to disperse.
"Alright! Except for the two guard teams I just called out, who will remain in the passage to keep watch, everyone else may leave."
"Everyone, relax and don't think too much about what's going on outside. Go back and get some rest. I'll go talk to the director right away to discuss our next steps!"
"yes!"
After he finished speaking, he ignored everyone and took the lead in leaving, running straight towards Yue Zongyang.
Soon, the people in the passage began to walk down.
At this moment, the fat man pouted and muttered a complaint to Han Shuo and Xiao Zhao.
"My goodness, that bald guy is really good at talking; he can come up with a completely different brainwashing routine in two minutes."
He has a really good attitude. The battle just ended, and he's acting like a dead pig that's not afraid of boiling water.
Xiao Zhao hurriedly whispered a reminder from the side.
"Shh... Fatty, don't say anything. Manager Wang hasn't gone far. He has good hearing, so he might have heard you."
After saying this, the fat man quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
Han Shuo glanced at him, too lazy to pay him any attention, casually left a sentence, and walked towards his residence.
"Alright, let's talk about it when we get back."
The wounds on all three of them were still bleeding. Although none of them were fatal, they needed to be bandaged as soon as possible.
At this moment, the outside world was completely surrounded by the zombie king's legion of death.
Han Shuo had been in the underground research institute for so long, and he had never heard of any other exit.
Although he was unwilling to believe it, he had to accept the fact that everyone was completely trapped here.
He didn't know how long it would take for the zombie king to break into the place, and he didn't know how much longer he could live.
At this moment, the situation before him was completely beyond Han Shuo's control.
Since things have come to this point, and he can't find a way to escape the underground research institute, he can only try to calm himself down.
Most importantly, after the fierce battle he had just experienced and several brushes with death, Han Shuo felt extremely tired.
He just wanted to get rid of all the negative emotions, bandage his wounds, and go back to get a good night's sleep.
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However, just as Han Shuo and his two companions were returning to their residence, a muffled sound of footsteps suddenly came from above the entrance to the passage.
"Thump! Thump! Thump..."
Rows of giant zombies reappeared behind the horde.
They strode forward, step by step, toward the entrance of the passage.
Led by the Zombie King, the roars of intelligent zombies echoed continuously through the night sky.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah..."
He was directing the actions of those intelligent zombies.
After the roar, the zombies in the Death Legion all fell silent.
Guided by the intelligent zombies, the ordinary zombies all orderly avoided the burning areas on the battlefield.
The Zombie King did this to prevent further losses to his army of the dead and to stop the fire from spreading further.
Soon, the zombie king, standing on the shoulder of the giant zombie, arrived at the entrance of the passage.
He stared at the corpses of the alien species scattered at his feet and fell into deep thought.
After a moment of silence, he waved behind him.
The next second, more than a dozen half-corpse figures squeezed out from the horde of corpses.
"Blood, flesh, I want it, I want it..."
"Blood, flesh, I want it, I want it..."
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They frantically pounced on the corpses of the dead humans, relentlessly gnawing on the flesh and blood.
The Zombie King frowned as he looked at the scene before him.
Then, his expression changed, and he shouted sternly!
"Eat later! First, collect the turbid liquid from the ground!"
As soon as the voice fell, all the half-corpses stopped what they were doing and stood there stunned for a moment.
At first, they thought their owner was calling them over for food...
The next moment, the half-corpses dared not hesitate for a moment, and began to collect the turbid liquid from the alien's head with trembling hands.
The Zombie King nodded in satisfaction when he saw the half-zombies start working, and then ignored them.
Although these turbid liquids were of little use to him, he still didn't want to waste them.
Because the number of half-corpses outside is extremely small, he has only found this many after searching for so long.
The Zombie King also knew that the half-corpse people were born from ordinary humans directly consuming turbid liquid and mutating.
Compared to continuing to search aimlessly one by one, he felt that when he encountered living people, he could keep some of them, because it would be much more efficient to directly cultivate half-corpses from the turbid liquid.
In tonight's battle, the Zombie King did not send out the half-zombies.
One reason is that their small numbers make them ineffective, but more importantly, in his eyes, half-corpses are more useful than giant zombies.
Once he accumulates the number of half-bodied men, hundreds, thousands, or even more attacking simultaneously will be far more terrifying than any other type of zombified creature.
Because they still retain some human wisdom.
They are much smarter than intelligent zombies, and they also have unique fighting styles.
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