The smell of diesel had gradually dissipated, spreading far and wide in the air, but the zombies had subconsciously associated the sound of the loudspeaker with Zhang Mu, so they ignored the unpleasant smell and continued to chase forward.

The humans on the streets had been eaten yesterday, and the remaining survivors were smart enough to hide at home and wait for the army or police to arrive. And due to the restrictions of the rules, these zombies could not actively hunt prey outside their field of vision, and they had not found a chance to eat for most of the day.

Although the smell of diesel wafting from the gas station was indeed too irritating to their sensitive noses after their mutation, the stench actually aroused their ferocity when they saw the sound made by the fresh blood food getting closer and closer to them.

Just like that, under the silent gaze of Zhang Mu and his companions, the agile zombies in the lead had already rushed towards the gas station covered with diesel fuel with blazing flames.

three!

two!

one!

burst!

Zhang Mu slowly calculated the time in his mind based on the speed of the zombie swarm and silently began the countdown.

boom!

Before the zombies entered the gas station, when they rushed to an area with a high density of diesel in the air, something went wrong. And just as Zhang Mu had expected, the timing was exactly right.

Just as the word "explode" came out of Zhang Mu's mouth, at the same time, a flame shot up into the sky, and a deafening explosion sounded throughout the sky, shaking the entire sky. The agile zombies leading the zombie group were instantly swallowed up without leaving any trace, and the fire continued to press towards the direction of the zombie group.

The flame burned along the direction of the diesel flow. In the air and on the ground, as long as the density of the diesel reached the critical point, a loud explosion would be heard.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There were continuous small explosions, crackling sounds, and the loudspeaker in the middle of the gas station suddenly stopped, probably shattered to pieces, just like a person being strangled by the throat by someone else.

Although the sound of the loudspeaker was no longer heard, the explosion fully stimulated the zombies' sensitive hearing. They did not know how to retreat and were still extremely ferocious, like ants huddled together and rushed into a sea of ​​fire.

In their simple instinct

The envoy firmly believed that the prey, the delicious food, must be behind the sea of ​​fire.

As long as they can get through, they can eat.

With this in mind, these crazy zombies continued to rush into the sea of ​​fire. In the face of numbers, the huge fire just now was actually opened up a small hole.

The instigator, Zhang Mu, was eating melon seeds and teasing his little beetle.

"What a pity! This kind of loudspeaker is so hard to find nowadays. I have to get one as a backup next time. It is really useful and a must-have for fighting zombies at home or when traveling."

"The good thing about low-level monsters is that they are fearless and dare to take on anything.

I like their straightforwardness!

It's a pity that ants sticking together can indeed ensure that some of their members can break through the sea of ​​fire.

However, this is not an ordinary sea of ​​fire. This is a whole gas station that I carefully prepared for you!

Ha ha!"

Even though the heat wave was about to hit him, Zhang Mu was still laughing wildly. The obsidian on his shoulder looked at him curiously, biting up and down with its mouth, and no one knew what it was chewing.

Zhang Mu's joy was transmitted to the brain of the obsidian worm through the blood connection, and it also flapped its little wings slightly to express its joy.

It simply knew that its master had promised that after these zombies died, there would be a lot of energy for it.

Therefore, the originally innocent Black Obsidian Worm, after being led by Zhang Mu, completely became a little money-grubber of the Zerg. It now eagerly hoped that the zombies would go in further and further.

However, as half of the zombie swarm had entered the gas station, the fire that had been so powerful just now had been mostly extinguished due to the pressure of the zombies' bodies and the large amount of blood sprayed by the zombies after the explosion.

Seeing this scene, the simple-minded Obsidian began to get anxious. The crystals of these zombies were all its food, and there were so few left. Moreover, it knew clearly that it and its master still could not fight against the remaining hundreds of zombies. That meant that they could only watch helplessly as they ate the few hundred pieces of energy.

Zhang Mu felt the anxiety it conveyed, gently stroked its little head, smiled, and said slowly, "Don't worry, kid, you will definitely get some Yuan Jing. If it's so easy to let them go, I, Zhang Mu, will have no more time to live.

There is such a cheap thing.

I, Zhang Mu, never do business at a loss.

Watch this.

The fun is just beginning.”

As if sensing Zhang Mu's overflowing confidence, the Obsidian Worm's wings, which had been flapping up and down due to its anxiety, gradually calmed down.

That’s right, things still couldn’t escape Zhang Mu’s control.

Boom!

Just after the flames spread, the sound suddenly rang out from deep inside the gas station, like a heavy hammer hitting a drum. The ruins of the entire gas station collapsed instantly with the sound. The air wave and the new flames swept across the remaining zombies, like a devil's big mouth swallowing them all up.

This time, even Zhang Mu did not dare to be careless. Although the location he chose was very far away from the gas station, he still hid obediently under the bunker, feeling the wall behind him being hit by the air wave that had been weakened many layers and was about to collapse.

It turned out that Zhang Mu had deliberately let the little beetle make a hole in the middle of each oil tank, so there was still a small amount of diesel left in each oil tank deep in the gas station, and the entire spherical half-covered oil tank was relatively sealed. When the flame burned along the direction of the diesel leakage and finally returned to the starting point, it instantly detonated the oil tanks gathered together.

With such momentum, let alone a zombie swarm of a thousand zombies, even if there were twice as many, it would not be enough to swallow up the fire wave from the explosion just now.

Five minutes later, Zhang Mu leisurely poked his head out of the bunker, feeling the burning heat in the air and feeling that the money came too easily.

The gas station in the distance had completely turned into a ruin of broken walls and rubble, with zombies' broken arms and legs blown to pieces everywhere. The charred remains were all pitch black, just like a truckload of coke that had been dumped everywhere.

It's a pity that at this moment, no one else can appreciate this beautiful scenery.

Zhang Mu then began to leisurely prepare his own dinner, waiting for the fire to slowly die down.

Out of boredom, he stuffed milk bread into the little beetle for fun, but the beetle spat it all out after taking just one bite.

Seeing Zhang Mu look down on it as a prodigal son, the Obsidian Bug felt very aggrieved and thought secretly.

I am a meat eater, how can I eat such disgusting thing? But why can the owner eat this kind of thing so happily?

(End of this chapter)