Chapter 79 Doomsday Humanoid Weapon 16

"Captain!"

Fang Shaoyuan's team members were the first to come to their senses, and they screamed shrilly. They subconsciously rushed over to help Fang Shaoze up, but when they took a step forward, they looked at the zombie pressing on Fang Shaoze with fear, and looked at Lu Fei, who was smiling brightly and looked like a neighbor's younger brother, with even more fear.

The onlookers also reacted one after another.

They were all psychics and could clearly feel the pressure from the zombie.

- In other words, the zombie had evolved to at least level 45.

Even if all of them attacked together, the zombie that might not be killed even with human wave tactics was easily carried on the back of this teenager who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old...

Song Xiuping opened the car door, got out of the car, and ran to the trunk to get a hatchet for Yao Rong.

Yao Rong held the hatchet and walked step by step to the zombie.

The sharp blade reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, shining on Fang Shaoze's eyelids, stimulating him to regain consciousness.

Fang Shaoze opened his eyes and happened to meet the zombie's highly decayed and swollen purple face. The zombie was tied up so tightly that only its mouth could move, and it opened its bloody mouth to Fang Shaoze.

The smelly saliva flowed down Fang Shaoze's face. Looking at the zombie that was killing him face to face, Fang Shaoze screamed miserably.

"Help...Help me!!!"

He pushed the zombie and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Move this thing away from me! Kill it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hatchet fell from the sky and chopped the zombie several times.

Feeling the zombie's breath on him stop bit by bit, Fang Shaoze rolled his eyes and fainted again.

"Tsk tsk, this mentality is not good." Song Xiuping was not afraid of offending Fang Shaoze at all. After finding Fang Shaoze fainted, he laughed and said, "Captain, your cousin is far worse than you."

Fang Shaoyuan was helpless. Song Xiuping was too good at attracting hatred.

However, Fang Shaoyuan certainly could not blame Song Xiuping for Fang Shaoze.

He did not ask anyone to move the zombies on Fang Shaoze. He stepped over the zombies and Fang Shaoze with his long legs.

When he came to Lu Fei, Fang Shaoyuan smiled and asked, "How is the situation?"

Lu Fei was delayed in the factory for so long, on the one hand, he caught all the zombies above level 30, and on the other hand, he wanted to explore the distribution of zombies in the factory.

Lu Fei told Fang Shaoyuan all the information he had found out. Fang Shaoyuan called the captains of the other 18 teams and assigned tasks to each of them.

"Okay, let's get started. Everyone must evacuate the factory and gather here before 8 pm."

The members of Fang Shaoze's team were dumbfounded: "What about us?"

Everyone knew that without the level 30 zombies, the zombies in the industrial park would not pose much of a threat to everyone.

It could be said that those zombies were experience bars given to everyone for free.

Fang Shaoyuan said coldly: "Your captain has passed out, you just stay outside to guard him and be on guard."

The members of Fang Shaoze's team were very unwilling, but without Fang Shaoze standing in front of them, they dared not question the military order even if they were beaten to death.

Soon, only the members of Fang Shaoze's team were left

in the open space. They hung their heads and sighed for a long time before someone realized it and said, "Should we... move the zombie away from the captain first?"

The team members looked at each

other. They were so annoyed that they had completely forgotten about this matter.

The tall and strong deputy captain walked over quickly, bent down and tried to push the zombie away.

But just as he lifted the upper body of the zombie, his hands were already weak.

In one carelessness, the zombie slipped out of his hands and fell heavily onto Fang Shaoze.

Fang Shaoze groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Everyone in the team: "..."

The deputy captain was also a little embarrassed. He looked down at his palms and couldn't believe it: "I saw that wind-type mutant carried it so easily, I thought..."

He was the strongest person in the team. He thought that the zombie was at most the weight of an adult man. Who would have thought it was so heavy.

"Deputy captain, no need to explain, we understand you."

The others hurried forward to help.

With the combined efforts of three adult men, they finally pushed the zombie away with great difficulty.

The deputy captain carried Fang Shaoze into the car and laid him down. He sighed and expressed the thoughts of everyone in the team: "When did such a terrible superpower appear in the base..."

***

As the center of the topic, Lu Fei was now leading Yao Rong and Song Xiuping into the depths of the factory.

As if to take credit, Lu Fei said to Yao Rong: "There is a level 46 zombie in this factory, and 4 zombies above level 30. I have tied up the 4 and put them inside. You can kill them directly when you go over."

Compared with his poor arithmetic ability, Lu Fei's ability to recognize the road is obviously very good. After many twists and turns, he led Yao Rong and Song Xiuping to a factory room, and the 4 zombies were tied tightly at the door.

"You kill them at the door." Lu Fei waved his hand and said proudly, "I'll take Brother Song to the factory to kill them."

Yao Rong nodded in agreement.

Song Xiuping's eyes were full of stars, and the hatchet in his hand was already thirsty.

After watching Lu Fei and Song Xiuping walk into the factory, Yao Rong began to deal with the four zombies in front of her.

After killing these four zombies, her hands were already a little weak, but the benefits were also obvious. Her ability successfully entered the level 30 mark.

There are only a dozen level 30 psychics in the entire southwest base, otherwise Fang Shaoze would not be so domineering. And these dozen psychics are all attack-type, without a single auxiliary system.

It can be said that because Lu Fei has been diligently catching zombies, Yao Rong's current level is far ahead of other auxiliary psychics in the base.

She lowered her head, stroked the game bracelet on her wrist, and raised the corners of her lips slightly.

Three hours later, Lu Fei and Song Xiuping walked out of the factory.

"My ability has been upgraded by two levels. If my hand hadn't been unable to chop, I would have continued to kill." Song Xiuping was beaming.

His right hand had been shaking like Parkinson's disease from swinging the hatchet so many times, and now he didn't even have the strength to hold the hatchet.

However, he threw away the hatchet because it had been chopped so many times and the blade was curled.

"Congratulations." Yao Rong smiled, "Remember to massage your muscles more when you go back."

The three of them walked out while talking, looking for Fang Shaoyuan and the others to reunite.

Fang Shaoyuan's harvest from killing zombies today was also quite good. The most important thing was that no one with an ability died in this mission, and only a few of them were slightly injured.

After hearing Fang Shaoyuan's data, Song Xiuping was shocked.

The tragedy really changed a little bit!

As long as these superpowers survive, they will grow into the backbone of the Southwest Base in the future!

Fang Shaoyuan said: "It's getting late. The zombies in the factory have been almost cleared, but only a small part of the factory production line has been moved. I plan to rest here for one night and rush back to the base at noon the next day. Aunt Yao, you and Shuiqing will sleep in a tent tonight."

"No problem." Yao Rong smiled and replied.

As if she noticed something, she tilted her head slightly and happened to see Fang Shaoze, who had woken up, standing by the fire, staring at them with a gloomy expression.

"Shao Yuan, since you know a lot of things in advance, you should deal with some hidden dangers as soon as possible to avoid endless troubles in the future."

Yao Rong's deliberately low voice was sent to Fang Shaoyuan's ears by the night wind.

Thinking of what Fang Shaoze did in his last life, Fang Shaoyuan's eyes flashed fiercely: "Don't worry, Aunt Yao, this time when I go back, I will find some reasons to squeeze Fang Shaoze and his father out of the power center."

After saying goodbye to Fang Shaoyuan, Yao Rong turned and walked towards the fire not far away.

The 19 teams except Fang Shaoze's team sat very close.

Each team sent people to cook dinner.

The corpses of zombies were lying in every corner of the factory, and it was a tragic scene of the end of the world. But here, there were fires curling up and the smell of rice wafting in the air, as if nothing could be more important than this dinner in front of them.

The rest of the people either sat together in groups of three or two and chatted quietly, or were so tired that they collapsed on the ground to catch up. Someone started the commotion, saying that they wanted to exchange martial arts skills. Everyone sat in a circle, leaving the middle space empty.

If they saw an exciting competition, everyone would applaud and cheer.

The psychic who successfully defended the ring was shouting "Who else wants to fight me?", when Lu Fei was pushed out by the malicious Zheng Shuiqing.

He staggered two steps and just stood up. When he looked up, the psychic who was just so arrogant had already run away without a trace.

Everyone started to laugh.

Yao Rong, who was standing outside the crowd, couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Fang Shaoyuan walked back into the crowd.

Someone also played a trick and pushed Fang Shaoyuan into the encirclement.

Looking at those people who were cheering "Let's fight, let's fight", Fang Shaoyuan was helpless. He tried his best, but in the end he was defeated by Lu Fei by one move.

"Please..." Everyone started to cheer.

Fang Shaoyuan pretended to be angry and embarrassed: "Go away! We have to get up and take action at dawn tomorrow. If you don't go to bed, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get up tomorrow!"

Lu Fei laughed with the others for a long time before walking out of the crowd and approaching Yao Rong: "This is the second time I have defeated Brother Fang. It will be basically impossible for him to defeat me again in the future."

Yao Rong smiled and praised him generously: "You have made great progress recently."

Lu Fei raised his chin slightly: "That's right, I haven't slacked off at all recently."

"Do you like the Southwest Base?" Yao Rong asked.

"Yes. The people in the base take good care of us."

Lu Fei's love is very straightforward and pure.

Just like him, clear enough to see through at a glance.

"I like it too. So I hope the Southwest Base will become stronger."

"Then I'll kill more zombies. I also hope that the people in the base can live a better life."

In the past, he wanted to kill zombies simply because he wanted to earn contribution points, but now, he feels that he can do more.

Yao Rong heard the implication of Lu Fei's words, and the corners of her lips slightly raised.

She raised her hand and rubbed Lu Fei's hair, as if to express her approval.

Lu Fei puffed his cheeks unhappily, but did not dodge.

The next morning, all the production lines in the factory were moved to the car. The mission was successfully completed, and everyone set off to return to the Southwest Base.