After waiting a short while, I figured the chairman should have already looked this way.
Jiang Wu found a good spot, clung to the inside of the wall, and then gently jumped down.
The zombie closest to the wall smelled Jiang Wu's scent and quickly ran over.
When the zombie got within a meter, Jiang Wu raised his right hand and thrust the steel spear directly into the zombie's open mouth.
This time the spear was very accurate; the steel spearhead emerged directly from the back of the zombie's head.
[The chairman noticed that the host reprimanded an employee he disliked, and awarded him 20 "lying down" points.]
I received a system notification, confirming that the chairman was watching this area.
Reassured, Jiang Wu charged directly toward another zombie a dozen meters away.
Jiang Wu charged very quickly this time.
The zombie, which had its back to Jiang Wu, turned around as soon as it smelled Jiang Wu's scent.
Jiang Wu rushed to its side and thrust a steel spear, more than a meter long, into its eye socket.
Jiang Wu felt a little smug as he earned another 20 points.
As long as you aim accurately and strike hard enough, killing these zombies that just blindly pounce is a piece of cake.
Of course, this requires overcoming one's fear of them.
In less than half an hour, all eight zombies that had chased after them yesterday were killed.
Jiang Wu became increasingly adept at using the steel spear; this kind of long-handled weapon was still the safest way to deal with zombies.
I glanced at my points and saw I already had 880.
Jiang Wu carefully examined the several tripping traps he had set up yesterday.
After confirming that everything was correct, he picked up the steel spear and continued walking towards the sales office.
The further you go in, the more bloodstains and bones you see on the ground.
After walking only a few dozen meters, Jiang Wu had already discovered more than a dozen human skulls.
All the flesh and blood on it had been licked clean by the zombies, leaving it almost entirely skeletons.
Other bones and fragments of clothing were scattered everywhere, and dried bloodstains left patches of black and red of varying sizes on the originally yellowish-white ground.
This is the real apocalyptic slaughterhouse.
Jiang Wu took a deep breath and gripped the steel bar even tighter.
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