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"Roar!" The Zombies screamed hoarsely, crazily slaughtering the Butcher in front of them. With Zheng Yifan leading the charge, their speed increased significantly. A dozen people couldn't all fight at once; they had to bend down to allow those behind them to take a swing.
However, compared to Blue Lightning, they were vastly inferior. The Stabbing Sword in Blue Lightning's hand resembled the Grim Reaper's scythe, effortlessly dispatching all the convulsing Zombies below.
Han Rui's task was even simpler. Slowly, she began to collect Zombie Crystal s with a pair of gloves, using the tongs she found in the corner of the corridor, tossing them into the pockets of her outer garment.
"Hurry! Hurry! We don't have much time!" Zheng Yifan shouted, exerting more force. From initially using a loose grip to now holding firmly, he swung his arms back and forth, slicing through the Zombies' bodies as if they were soft tofu, quickly cutting them in half. Those behind him didn't hesitate to deliver a finishing blow, ensuring the Zombies had no chance to retaliate.
Zombies were truly disgusting creatures; after their death, they couldn't have any wounds on their bodies, or else the liquid splattered on them would lead to infection.
"Roar!" Not all Zombies charged towards Zheng Yifan and his group; it was evident that each booth was a focal point for the Zombies' attention.
Just after passing one booth, Zheng Yifan turned around and was immediately shocked by what he saw.
The floor of that booth was not covered with carpet but rather with the bodies of beautiful women, their smooth skin lying on the ground like a rug. Several more alluring women crawled over them, each unable to walk but performing one extravagant act after another within the room.
At the entrance, two Zombies had broken in, relentlessly tearing at the women's bodies. Yet they showed no sign of resistance, allowing themselves to be devoured while the women inside continued their prearranged performances.
The only sound of panic came from a man who weighed over three hundred pounds, sprawled across a sofa in terror as he watched the Zombies at the door. Beneath him, two women eagerly licked at his exposed member.
"They're all pitiful souls, Puppets deprived of their spirits. Each has been injected with large amounts of Devil's Blood. They have no thoughts of their own; they're merely lowly slaves," Han Rui remarked disdainfully after clearing out the Zombies in front and approaching to witness the scene of women sprawled on the ground and the terrified fat man.
"Swish!" Blue Lightning swiftly dispatched two more Zombies with his Stabbing Sword. He then delivered a final blow to each injured woman on the floor.
Looking at these women, Zheng Yifan let out an inexplicable sigh and casually threw a dart.
Zheng Yifan recognized it as a decorative piece from his Stabbing Sword—a U-shaped metal charm that had somehow come loose and transformed into a lethal dart.
The dart flew swiftly and pierced through the fat man's neck. As he convulsed violently, he quickly lost his life.
The two women beneath him continued to laboriously lick, completely unaware that their master had already died.
"Let them die here; at least for them, death is better than living. They died the moment they were injected with Devil's Blood," Blue Lightning said, looking melancholic at Zheng Yifan.
"Do as you see fit," Zheng Yifan replied casually, continuing to push forward. Only Blue Lightning stepped into the room, gently touching each woman's neck.
In the instant of death, perhaps a moment of clarity, Blue Lightning often saw expressions of relief in their eyes.
"Kill!" It felt as if something was blocking his heart, every cell in his body seemed ready to explode.
Living in a peaceful and harmonious era, Zheng Yifan could not imagine such inhumane drugs existed, let alone that they had already been used.
Looking at Han Rui's expression and her pitiful demeanor, Zheng Yifan could guess that the main purpose of Han Rui and her daughter's painted faces was to avoid being injected with this drug—Devil's Blood, aptly named.
"Give me all the Zombie Crystal s," Zheng Yifan shouted loudly.
With 10 million Zombie Crystal s, if all were used to upgrade the Time-Space Barrier Rune, it could at least be upgraded by two levels, gaining even greater power. However, he chose not to use them this way because these crystals could be upgraded at any time, while recruiting subordinates was urgent.
Initially, when faced with survival challenges in the Gathering Place, Zheng Yifan decided to recruit followers.
But now he needed powerful strength to escape. In the Luxury Box, Zombie Crystal s were easy to obtain; Blue Lightning and the others were ordered to clear each private room and gather the Zombie Crystal s.
Having more than a dozen people in this corridor felt excessive; only five or six could fight side by side, while the others were tasked with collecting Zombie Crystal s. All other supplies were abandoned.
Gradually, more and more crystals were gathered. Zheng Yifan placed them into his bag and secretly stored them in his space, prompting the Time-Space Barrier Rune to absorb the Zombie Crystal s.
His goal was 9,999 Zombie Crystal s, allowing the Time-Space Barrier Rune to absorb as many as possible without upgrading it. This way, he could ensure combat effectiveness without causing any chaos.
Random evolution could easily lead to disaster, just like last time when he fainted.
Of course, if one wants to evolve, it requires traversing through two time spaces before it can begin. Evolution cannot happen just anywhere, at any time.
With the replenishment of the Zombie Crystal, Zheng Yifan felt his power growing stronger. It was an incremental process, most notably reflected in the change of his attack pattern. The Adamantium Shield was thrown out like a boomerang, engaging in close combat for a few seconds before being recalled. This increased his attack range and speed of killing.
However, the corresponding expenditure of stamina also increased. Each time he sliced through a Zombie's body, he encountered more resistance. Now, taking down dozens of Zombies at once consumed a significant amount of energy.
But there was no choice; only a dozen meters remained to the final exit. Zheng Yifan gritted his teeth and pushed forward.
From the nearby glass window, he could already see the Third-Stage Zombie starting to move. Although he didn't know its target, it was certainly becoming increasingly dangerous.
"Charge!" With a roar, Zheng Yifan summoned all his strength, sending the Adamantium Shield arcing through the air ahead of him.
In an instant, Zheng Yifan felt his energy being drained. The Adamantium Shield seemed to transform from its usual form; strands of electric light danced across its surface. In a flash, the shield traced countless S-shaped paths before returning in a straight line.
"Thud." Zheng Yifan collapsed onto the ground. However, nearly all the Zombies in the corridor had been wiped out, now twitching on the floor. For a moment, the horde of Zombies was sparse. Ahead lay a corner with a large iron door standing there; the Zombies had emerged from the Security Door that had already been opened. If they could close the Security Door, the Zombies would be unable to break through for a while.
Seizing this opportunity, everyone rushed forward to deal with the remaining Zombies on the ground. The Left Guard stood firm with his large shield in front, pushing forward like a bulldozer against the corpses of the Zombies.
Their goal was singular: to close the Security Door.
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