The group embarked on a journey once again, or more precisely, a journey fraught with peril, bearing the weight of humanity's future destiny.
At least that's what Leng An thought, so he barely spoke on the walkie-talkie the whole time.
The walkie-talkie was something Leng An stockpiled before the apocalypse, and he's been using it ever since.
However, Li Xuanzu didn't pay much attention to him and continued chatting with Huixin beside him. Qian Li liked listening to Huixin tell stories and also enjoyed listening to Huixin and Li Xuanzu's conversation.
The conversation between the two spanned a wide range of topics and was quite novel. One talked about extraordinary people and events that had happened to him over most of his life, while the other gave his evaluation based on his experience over thousands of years. A little girl sat beside him, listening attentively, not wanting to miss a single detail.
Li Xuanzu rarely spoke of grand principles; perhaps it was because he possessed a sense of profound simplicity. Sometimes, a single, concise sentence from him could summarize what Huixin had said, from which he benefited greatly.
“Benefactor Li is truly a chosen one of heaven! In this life that is about to come to an end, to have met such an extraordinary person as Benefactor Li is truly a life well-lived, hehe.” Huixin was still fiddling with the string of shiny Buddhist beads, praising them with a smile.
Li Xuanzu just smiled. He rarely denied others' praise. If others genuinely thought he was good, being humble when praising him would seem a bit pretentious. If it was just flattery, he would just agree and forget about it. There was no need to care about such things.
However, the number of zombies along the way was surprisingly small, almost pitifully small.
The first-tier zombies that were usually everywhere on the road, and the occasional second-tier zombies, have all disappeared, leaving only some ordinary zombies that have not mutated. Even their limbs are somewhat stiff and uncoordinated.
"Leng An, have you noticed? Something's not right." Li Xuanzu stopped chatting and grabbed the walkie-talkie to call Leng An.
"I see it. It's very strange. We need to speed things up. I estimate that the Tier 3 zombies will appear ahead of schedule." Leng An's expression was very grim because the large-scale gathering of zombies strongly suggested that Tier 3 zombies had already appeared.
"Let me ask the government to send some people over to help. It's too dangerous to go looking for them now," Leng An said, having already contacted a high-ranking official by phone to explain the situation.
The call ended after about thirty seconds. The other party agreed to send five second-tier psychics and twenty first-tier psychics to provide support, and would also notify nearby psychics to rush to Leng An's side.
However, Li Xuanzu remained silent. From Leng An's words, he roughly learned about the combat power of a third-tier zombie, which was almost capable of taking on a hundred enemies at once.
If more than 30 second-tier spirit cores were obtained after clearing half of the entire City A, then the remaining second-tier zombies would not be fewer than that.
These so-called support measures are really just a drop in the ocean.
Leaving aside the two zombies that have advanced to the third tier, just considering the number of second-tier zombies, on average, each person has to take down three zombies of the same tier. Not to mention first-tier combat power, each person has to fight about ten.
If there really are two Tier 3 zombies, then this bunch of Tier 2 psionicists would just be easy prey.
However, Li Xuanzu would never say something like asking the other party to go back.
He had already emphasized the number of zombies to Leng An, but Leng An's reason was that if they were not nipped in the bud, it would be truly disastrous if they were to successfully advance.
Seeing his insistence, Li Xuanzu didn't say anything more.
Leng An isn't actually stupid; he's just a bit pretentious on these issues concerning humanity. If we were to use a popular internet term, he'd be called a "saintly mother."
But that was none of Li Xuanzu's business. Anyway, he had absolute confidence in his own strength. The group sped up and searched for areas with a high concentration of first and second-tier zombies.
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