Happiness came so suddenly that the hideous zombies seemed cute in his eyes.

Zhang Mu slowly approached and saw that the three zombies were entangled in a strange posture and really couldn't move. He changed his just focused and alert look and strode forward.

When he approached the fat zombie, Zhang Mu helplessly discovered that his Tang sword had been deeply sunken into the neck. However, no new keratin had been regenerated at the junction of the sword and the neck. This was because the energy for mutation in his body was limited. After comparing the wounds on his belly caused by the continuous shaking of the other two zombies, his body function automatically made this judgment.

How to take out the Tang sword?

Zhang Mu carefully observed how deep the Tang sword had sunk, and then tried a few times unwillingly but it still didn't work. Even when he used his foot to push against the fat zombie's sturdy neck to pull the sword back, it was of no avail.

This mutated fat is invincible, and Zhang Mu is really having a headache.

Just when Zhang Mu was struggling, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to him.

After killing this zombie, its regenerative ability will definitely be lost, and the defensive ability of the epidermal keratin will definitely drop to a very low level.

Zhang Mu was about to use his fist, but was afraid that he might get hurt and cause unnecessary trouble, so he decided to be safe and put down his half-raised hand after thinking it over.

He raised his head and looked around, then picked up a palm-sized brick from the ground a few meters away and smashed it hard on the fat zombie's forehead.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

!

The instinct to prevent his life from slipping away made the fat zombie's fat tremble, but he still couldn't get up. It was just a futile struggle.

Once, twice... dozens of times, he hit the same spot. The spot where a normal human face could be seen before has now turned into a pile of rotten meat. That's how the fat zombie completely lost its vitality, and the constantly generated mutant keratin also stopped its crazy repair.

Zhang Mu let out a long sigh. He dared not let his guard down as there were two more masters above him.

Throwing away the brick stained with black blood and wiping it on his pants, Zhang Mu directly grasped the hilt of the Tang sword. With both arms exerting force, the blade that was originally firmly fixed gradually showed signs of loosening.

He just let out a loud shout, and the whole Tang sword flew out.

Fortunately, the blood of this first-level zombie is not corrosive, otherwise Zhang Mu would really be in tears.

The two zombies maintained the frequency and strength of their previous struggle, but the keratin that could restrain their claws was no longer as strong as before.

Just as Zhang Mu drew out his long knife, a slightly stronger zombie also drew out his claws, splashing blood and flesh.

There was no such thing as fatigue for zombies. When they saw Zhang Mu, a living person with fresh flesh and blood, they could no longer hold back and started to scratch his face viciously.

Without taking a breath, Zhang Mu immediately raised his sword and rushed forward. At this time, the extra 20 centimeters of the special Tang sword showed its power.

Not waiting for the zombies yet

Zhang Mu easily avoided the zombie's sharp claws, turned his blade sideways, cut off the fragile joint of its wrist, and then kicked it. He kicked the zombie who lost his balance and made it retreat several steps.

But Zhang Mu did not get too entangled with it, because he knew that the other one might be released at any time. So he kicked it with his right foot, and while it was still unable to move while half standing on the fat zombie's body, he stabbed it directly into its throat with a knife, then turned the blade and cut it horizontally, and a round head slid down directly.

Seeing that the only hidden danger had been solved, Zhang Mu no longer felt any pressure when he looked at the zombie attacking from behind. The zombie thought it had a pair of claws, repeating the same action, swinging its bare, bleeding little arm at him.

The battle ended with just one chop and one thrust.

Unable to turn over the fat zombie's body, Zhang Mu had no choice but to chop off its head along the wound, leaving a bare neck.

After deftly taking out the three Yuan Crystals from the necks of the three zombies, Zhang Mu felt a strong sense of fatigue rising up in his body. He staggered and managed to steady himself by supporting himself on the ground with the tip of the knife.

Just as Zhang Mu was gasping for breath, the ground suddenly shook. He looked up and saw the scene in front of him, and he cursed.

In the distance, a large group of zombies in the center of People's Square were running towards him.

Are you kidding me? Solving the food problem is the same as solving the problem?

(End of this chapter)