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The howling wind tousled Chu Donglin's hair.
He stood atop a high building, invisible to anyone below, coldly surveying the alley beneath him.
After evolving to the Third Stage, Chu Donglin's vision had greatly enhanced.
During the Second Stage, he could only see clearly within a thousand meters; anything beyond that was a blur.
But now, having evolved to the Third Stage, his vision not only returned to human levels but also became much clearer.
When he focused intently, he could even see the wings of a fly fluttering five hundred meters away.
This terrifying eyesight had transcended normal biological limits—of course, the very existence of Zombies had already surpassed what was considered normal in biology.
At least within the realm of biological knowledge that humanity possessed.
In a corner on the ground, a Second-Stage Zombie was cautiously hiding.
This Zombie was one of the few that had managed to escape from Chu Donglin's grasp and had awakened a semblance of intelligence.
It appeared as a gaunt young man, not too old but with pale skin and withered hair that gave him a somewhat despondent and defeated look.
In his arms, he cradled a black Urn.
It was quite strange.
This piqued Chu Donglin's curiosity, as Zombies rarely carried tools, let alone something as cumbersome as an Urn.
Earlier, Chu Donglin had managed to defeat it, stripping the Zombie of all its ability to resist. Just as he was about to thoroughly investigate, he noticed the Urn tightly clutched in the Zombie's arms.
Even when it was severely injured and barely able to stand, the Zombie still clung desperately to the Urn.
That terrifying obsession seemed to persist even after it had turned into a Zombie.
The Zombie's behavior intrigued Chu Donglin, prompting him to reach out and take the Urn from its grasp.
In response, the Zombie went berserk.
Although it was merely a Second Stage Zombie, the sudden surge of terrifying power caught Chu Donglin off guard.
He hadn't expected the Zombie to fight back under such circumstances; not only did it snatch the Urn back, but it also managed to escape.
However, things were different now.
After all, Chu Donglin was a Third Stage Zombie. While a Second Stage Zombie might catch him off guard with a sneak attack, escaping from him entirely was another matter altogether.
He quickly caught up with the Zombie and spotted its trail.
Watching the sneaky Zombie below him, Chu Donglin let out a cold laugh and leaped down.
Splash!
The corners of the clothing fluttered in the wind, and at the other end of the ground, the Zombie suddenly lifted its head, staring in shock at Chu Donglin, letting out a roar filled with anger and fear.
Instinctively, it clutched the Urn in its arms tightly and roared as it attempted to flee.
But it was futile; the moment Chu Donglin pounced down, it signified that he had calculated every step perfectly.
As the Zombie lunged forward, a trash can in the alley suddenly flew up and collided directly with it.
At the same time, countless Rebars shot out from both sides of the wall. They formed a steel net right in the path of the Zombie's escape, blocking its way.
The Zombie let out an angry roar, trying to leap over the obstacles.
However, its body was hindered just enough for Chu Donglin to catch up.
With powerful arms, he pressed down on its head, ready to pin the Zombie to the ground with Fury's strength.
Splash—
Amidst the splattering blood, several flying Rebars pierced through its body.
At the same time, Chu Donglin stepped on its head and nailed its hands and feet to the ground with four Rebars, completely cutting off any hope of escape for the Zombie.
Then, amidst the Zombie's furious roars, Chu Donglin bent down to pick up the Urn that had fallen beside it.
In that moment, the Zombie began to thrash and roar in anger.
But this time, it could do nothing but watch helplessly as the incredibly important Urn was picked up by Chu Donglin.
Then, it slowly opened...
"Attention all passengers, attention all passengers. The flight to Jiangdu is expected to arrive in half an hour. Please keep an eye on your luggage and belongings, and maintain order to avoid congestion when boarding."
"Attention all passengers..."
The gentle and clear voice of the announcer echoed continuously in the waiting hall of the train station, where a diverse crowd filled the vast and spacious area.
Today, due to the previously lingering bad luck around Wocheng, the weather had finally cleared up.
In the waiting hall, countless people surged into the space, making it extremely lively.
The sounds of children crying and playing, along with adults chatting and conversing, resonated in the air, creating an atmosphere as bustling as a thriving marketplace.
Wang stood amidst the bustling crowd in the noisy hall, conversing with the girl beside him.
He wore a warm smile on his face, quietly listening to her stories while occasionally contributing a few words to ease the tension between them.
In this peaceful atmosphere, the girl occasionally smiled lightly, her cheeks dimpling adorably.
The conversation felt incredibly peaceful, a scene that the boy would find hard to forget for the rest of his life.
He even had a sense that as long as he could stay by the girl's side, he could happily chat away forever, even if the world turned to ruins.
Thus, in their light-hearted exchanges, time quietly slipped by...
Minute by minute...
Minute by minute...
Until...
"Help... help me!!!"
A desperate scream echoed from the entrance of the hall, a cry that seemed to drain every ounce of strength from its owner, instantly drowning out the noise within. Everyone couldn't help but turn towards the source of the sound.
In the next moment...
"There's been a murder!!"
"There's been a murder!!"
Countless women screamed. At the slightly ajar door, a blood-soaked man staggered towards them. His frantic steps seemed as if countless Evil Spirits were chasing him from behind.
Ah, yes, it was... Evil Spirits.
Just as everyone was still processing what had happened, several emaciated claws suddenly reached out from either side of the door, swiftly grabbing hold of the blood-soaked man.
The man barely had time to react before he was violently yanked backward, disappearing from the sight of everyone in the hall in an instant.
For a moment, the vast hall fell into a brief silence, all present stunned by the sudden turn of events, except for...
Except for the sound of something being gnawed on coming from behind the slightly ajar door.
Have you ever witnessed the scene of starving vicious dogs devouring raw flesh? Ah, yes, it was that kind of sound.
The bloodied man let out a single scream at first but then fell completely silent.
Everyone instinctively exchanged glances, unable to suppress their gulping. The sound of liquid sliding down their throats echoed loudly in the silent hall.
Under the influence of this terrifying atmosphere, even the most mischievous children dared not make a sound. They clung tightly to their mothers' waists, fearfully watching the silent, terrified adults around them, unsure of what had just transpired.
Creak.
A soft sound broke the terrifying atmosphere as the door was gently pushed open, and several figures stumbled into view at the entrance.
"Oh? So it was... just a prank? Heh heh... what a boring prank it is, but I must admit, you guys really managed to give me a scare there," said a young man who appeared outgoing and lively, letting out a sigh of relief as he smiled at those approaching him.
If those could even be considered "humans"...
"Roar!"
In an instant, before anyone could even catch their breath, those "people" lunged at the outgoing young man, knocking him to the ground.
"Crack!"
Amidst the sound of breaking bones, one "person" clamped down on the young man's throat, blood spraying everywhere, while its companions tore into him with a madness akin to starving Evil Spirits.
Chunks of flesh and blood flew among the ravenous Evil Spirits.
In less than ten seconds, the once lively and outgoing young man's body was reduced to a mangled mess.
If someone unaware of the situation had seen the remnants of that young man, they would never have guessed that this pile of shredded meat had been a complete living person just moments ago.
"Ah!!"
Screams echoed one after another as some brave men prepared to step forward to stop this street-side murder. However, their advance was interrupted by the door being violently slammed open once more.
A rising snowstorm swept in as the door opened, the frigid air laughing mercilessly as it rushed into the enclosed hall, taking away the last remnants of warmth.
Yet colder than this bone-chilling winter was the surge of "people" crashing in from outside like a raging tide.
These Evil Spirits roared as they charged toward their former compatriots, desperately reaching out with their emaciated and tainted hands for each moving morsel of flesh.
Chaos erupted in the hall as everyone was thrown into confusion by this sudden turn of events. Near the door, dozens of people who hadn't reacted in time were instantly engulfed by the surging wave, transforming into flying limbs and shredded meat in mere seconds.
"This is... what is happening?!" A girl, lost and helpless, cried out amidst the chaos that had suddenly erupted around her.
Standing in the midst of the tumultuous hall, Wang stared in shock at the scene unfolding before him.
Instinctively, he tightened his grip on the girl's hand and led her toward the emergency exit of the hall.
He had no idea what was happening, but he knew those monstrous creatures were dangerous.
No matter what occurred, he had to protect the girl by his side...
Forever!
Suddenly—
With a splatter of blood, Wang watched in horror as his left hand was severed by Chu Donglin.
The precious Urn was tossed aside by Chu Donglin, and the girl in the photo on the Urn smiled sweetly, gazing at him with warmth, just as she always did.
Staring blankly at her sweet smile, as if he hadn’t seen Chu Donglin raise the Machete, a single tear slowly rolled down Wang's blood-red eyes. (To be continued...)
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