Chapter 101 The decisive battle.
Ji Lan asked: "Then how do you solve the problem of hunger?"
Zhou Xue Ning shrugged and pretended to be relaxed. "Just bear with it. Don't get too close. The scent of human flesh makes my teeth itch. I always want to open my mouth. But sister, I will still follow my mother. When she is safe, I will go with my friends to look for their relatives."
After saying that, Zhou Xue Ning smiled bitterly: "Alas, now it becomes, you are you, and we are us."
This sentence successfully broke down Ji Lan's last psychological defense. She wanted to believe Zhou Xue Ning so much and wanted to prove that what Qin Xiaoshuang said was right, that humanity could defeat the virus and that everyone could live in peace with a new order.
Aunt Zhang stayed with the high-level zombies for almost a week, and nothing happened to her, right?
Ji Lan gave the order with desperate courage.
"Put down the gun, Aunt Zhang, come here, let's continue."
Everyone put down their guns hesitantly, and Aunt Zhang looked at her daughter reluctantly.
Zhou Xue Ning waved her hand: "Go, Mom, I'm right behind you, I'll come when you call me."
Aunt Zhang joined the team, and the high-level zombies did not move, just watching the car start and drive away.
Tens of thousands of people headed towards District 9 again. The difference from before was that a group of high-level zombies followed them all the time, watching them closely. They were just within the sight range where they could see each other, neither approaching nor leaving.
Ji Lan herself didn't expect things to develop in this direction. She felt like lambs being slowly driven into the sheepfold by a pack of wolves.
When it was Ji Lan's turn to be on night watch, Zhou Xue Ning always sat far away and chatted with Ji Lan, telling Ji Lan that these zombie friends who were about the same age as her were fed one by one by her using crystal cores to become high-level zombies, and then she announced to them that she would become their boss, so they were so obedient.
It seems to be imitating the style of the Zombie King, but it is a minor version of the Zombie King.
Ji Lan asked, "Are they all your classmates?"
Zhou Xuening said, "No, my classmates have long been dead, and I don't know where they are. I didn't know these friends before, so I specifically looked for people my own age to feed them. Adults are too complicated, and I was afraid that if I fed them well, they would become restless and cause trouble for humans."
Ji Lan thought of the mixed crowd in District 15 and felt the same way: "You're right."
Whenever ordinary zombies approached, Zhou Xue Ning and her friends would make some strange roars from their throats, and when the ordinary zombies heard them, they would turn around and go in another direction.
Ji Lan asked curiously, "What is this?"
Zhou Xuening said: "In our zombie language, it means go away."
"Will it be useful if I record it and play it back on a machine?"
"I don't know, why don't you try?"
Ji Lan found an old tape recorder in a city along the way, put in batteries, recorded Zhou Xue Ning's roar, and played it to ordinary zombies at night.
The ordinary zombies only stopped for a short while before continuing to rush forward. Ji Lan quickly used his ice ability to freeze the zombies and ordered someone to shoot them.
Zhou Xue Ning jumped over, took out a small shovel from her shoulder bag, skillfully dug out the crystal core, rubbed it clean on the zombie's clothes, and threw it into the small bag to store it.
Ji Lan felt a little regretful: "This method seems to be useless."
Zhou Xuening listened attentively for a moment, then shook her head and said, "The roar produced by the machine has a different texture than the roar produced by human vocal cords. It won't scare people. If you want to use it, you might have to learn it yourself."
Later in the journey, the entire District 15 was busily imitating the zombie roars, like a walking zoo. They tried their best, but the results were disappointing. Even after arriving at their destination, few could fully imitate the simple-sounding zombie language.
Zhou Xue Ning and her friends not only help the people in District 15 drive away zombies, but also help them find wild food and supplies left in the city, and throw them to them from a distance.
People's attitude towards these zombie children changed from being wary and fearful at first, to later becoming as friendly and kind as if they were looking at the children in their own yard.
No one would believe it if they told others that while the psychics gathered together to fight against the army of high-level zombies, more than 10,000 of them, under the protection of the zombies, successfully crossed half of the country's map in just about a month and arrived safely in District 9 without missing a single one.
With Qin Xiaoshuang's previous experience as a lesson, Ji Lan didn't plan to tell anyone.
On the contrary, she began to look forward to seeing the true face of District 9.
Is it true that we have meat every day? Is it true that we sleep well every night?
There is also a smart and reliable commander who helps them solve various difficulties and distributes incredible benefits from time to time. Everyone is united and friendly, and life is like a dream.
There was cold rain and snow falling from the sky, and the people in District 15 were shocked when they saw the city razed to the ground.
They knew that District 9 had been bombed several times, but hearing about it was one thing, seeing it was another.
This place has become a garbage dump. Is there anyone still alive?
After hearing Ji Lan's explanation of the fall of District 9, Zhou Xuening asked, "Did we kill all the high-level zombies in the end?"
"No, the Zombie King took them to another area."
"..." Zhou Xuening commented, "Not only did we lose the wife, but we also lost our soldiers."
Ji Lan curled the corners of his mouth in self-mockery: "Who said it wasn't?"
Because of heavy rain and snow, the team stopped temporarily and set up tents and made a fire to keep warm.
After delivering today's food, Ji Lan looked at the radio which was silent, and thought: Jing Hongyu's team is lighter than hers, they should have reached District 32 long ago.
I wonder how they fought against the Zombie King?
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When Ji Lan resigned from his post and parted ways with District 15, he did not intend to tell Jing Hongyu, and the others did not spread the news because they felt guilty.
So Jing Hongyu had already arrived at District 32, but he didn't realize that he had become a lone commander.
Commander Bei Ting of District 32 has a temper as hot as her special ability. She speaks in a loud voice, occasionally swearing, and her brows are always furrowed, as if she can start a fight at any time.
"I'm not afraid of her at all. I'll go blow up the Zombie King, and you guys deal with those minions. Don't let them bother me."
The time for the zombie king Anselin to issue a challenge is getting closer, and more and more people with special abilities are gathering in District 32. After introducing themselves to each other, everyone's confidence is growing.
It’s impossible that so many people with special abilities can’t defeat the zombies, right?
When the black army of zombies appeared from the streets of the city, covering the sky like the sea water flooding the city during a tsunami.
Humanity's once strong confidence was shattered at the slightest touch.
It's possible, the number of zombies looks to be ten times more than theirs.
Jing Hongyu stood in the car, staring blankly at the zombie army that looked like a sea of people.
With so much, how long will it take for his fire to burn out?
Bei Ting's voice rang out menacingly over the radio: "Only the third-level zombies are formidable. The rest are no match for us—"
With a bang, the large loudspeaker hanging in the center of the base caught fire for no reason, announcing its end with smoke.
A tall red figure appeared in mid-air. The beautiful young woman had her arms on her waist and looked down at the psychics below with a cold expression. Her voice was neither loud nor soft, but most people could hear her clearly.
"A statement before the war: surrender will not be killed."
The psychics looked at the woman in the air nervously and anxiously, trying to guess her strength.
Like humans, every third-level zombie will have an awakened superpower, but their speed and strength will be many times stronger than that of humans, which is equivalent to having various body-enhancing superpowers.
After so long, humans still don’t know what special ability the Zombie King has awakened. At the moment, it seems to be floating in the air or flying.
Everyone thought: Then we should just grab her from the sky and hand her over to Beiting.
Beiting rushed out of the broadcasting room, got on her motorcycle, and rushed out of the crowd, heading straight for the zombies, while shouting: "Go!"
Her back was quickly swallowed by the zombies, and the next second there was a loud explosion, and a heavy rain of flesh and blood fell all over the sky, and those who were close to it were soaked.
"Oh my god! Why didn't she even say hello?"
"Never mind, let's go together!"
On a piece of land that had just experienced a large explosion and was empty, countless tiny black lines were converging into a human figure in the middle.
Anselin watched and thought: How can they recover after such a large-scale self-destruction? What a great ability! No wonder they are so confident.
She suddenly felt something strange and leaned forward with her head down. A long knife with a cold gleam brushed past the end of her flying hair.
A tall figure appeared in front of Anselin. He Sheng's face was grim. He held the handle of the knife with both hands, pointed the blade downward, and swung it decisively towards the woman's slender neck.
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