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“Xiao You, I’ll walk a bit slower.” On a one-meter-wide metal beam, Huang Wei moved cautiously as if walking a tightrope, with a drop of six or seven stories below. The cold wind from the river surface made their bodies sway slightly.
“If you don’t want to increase the chances of running into those things, you can take your time,” Yang Xiaoyou said nonchalantly as she walked ahead. Chen Wuyou and the others had no issues, but the few fellows behind were still trembling a bit after hearing her words, though they forced themselves to pick up the pace.
“Hey, Xiao You, look over there. Isn’t that a human? Still hanging around the riverbank at a time like this.” To grab Yang Xiaoyou’s attention and slow her down a bit, Huang Wei casually pointed to a spot below by the riverbank.
Following his direction, they indeed saw a tall and robust figure dragging two corpses toward the river and then tossing them in.
It was surprisingly a muscular man dressed in a nun's outfit. His bulging muscles paired with such ridiculous attire looked utterly absurd; if it were Nobunaga Hideyoshi wearing something like that, it wouldn’t be so strange. But seeing such a burly man in that outfit gave off an impression of perversion.
“Just a pervert, at most a slightly stronger one. Let’s not worry about it; it has nothing to do with us.” After glancing at that fellow, Yang Xiaoyou shrugged. Japan was indeed a strange country, even if this one had a Western appearance.
However, just as he looked over, the cross-dressing strongman who had just finished dealing with the bodies suddenly raised his head and looked in Yang Xiaoyou’s direction, locking eyes with him from afar.
Seeing such a quick reaction from the other party surprised Yang Xiaoyou. This fellow exuded an oddly familiar aura of mercenaries. “Interesting,” he thought as he shook his head dismissively and turned his gaze away. It was just a curious stranger; there was no need to dwell on it.
Indeed, some mercenaries developed peculiar quirks after years of combat and retired to live in seclusion. However, these were usually elite mercenaries.
“Tsk, I’m definitely not going to end up like that. How could I be a pervert? It’s all Huang Wei’s fault,” Yang Xiaoyou mumbled to himself before continuing to forge ahead.
Perhaps due to encountering various crises along the way, they had consumed quite a bit of their bad luck. While moving along this riskier edge by the water source, they had only spotted a Licker from afar without any direct confrontations.
Meanwhile, the gunfire from Chiyoda District had weakened but then intensified again as if new forces had been injected into the fray.
After all, that area was the center of Tokyo where the Imperial Palace, Parliament, Supreme Court, and Yasukuni Shrine were located; it was normal for it to become a key rescue zone.
Whether they could manage to rescue anyone depended on their capabilities. The commotion helped Yang Xiaoyou better grasp the movement direction of the horde. He hoped these fellows could hold out for a while longer; if they were to be wiped out, it would be better after he reached the port. However, their good fortune came to an end upon reaching Koto Ward. Although he hadn’t encountered any more Lickers, he faced two subway station entrances densely packed with corpses that gave Yang Xiaoyou quite a headache.
Ultimately, they were not very familiar with this area and could only rely on the map to navigate.
"We can't wait any longer. If we delay, the gunfire from the other side will attract attention, and soon a large horde will be passing by. If the next station has fewer of them, we should take the risk. If not, we need to find a safe spot nearby to rest," Yang Xiaoyou said, frowning as she calculated the time while crouching behind a broken-down car by the roadside.
"That's strange. Why are there so many corpses at an abandoned station that is under repair? Did something happen inside?" Charming Shadow asked, her face slightly pale, adding an unusual charm to her appearance.
"There must be a reason. Even if some corpses got in there and made their way through the subway tunnels to our front, their numbers would definitely be limited. It's possible they were all blocked by construction equipment inside since those things lack intelligence. If I'm not mistaken, it might be that some refugees led them here," Yang Xiaoyou speculated after thinking for a moment.
If there were indeed corpses inside, they might have fallen into a state of catalepsy due to the lack of external stimuli and were unlikely to wander out front.
"Ugh, those people are so annoying! They only care about saving themselves," Huang Wei said shamelessly after hearing Yang Xiaoyou's conclusion. He was probably the least qualified person to say such things.
"Tsk, thirteen of them. It could be quite troublesome if we make too much noise while dealing with them." Using abandoned vehicles, flowerbeds on the road, and area attacks, Yang Xiaoyou led them to the entrance of the third subway station.
Although the number of corpses in front of them was indeed fewer than at the previous two locations, it was still a bit tricky. In an open area without any other influences, Yang Xiaoyou would have no difficulty taking them down.
However, avoiding attracting the attention of other corpses nearby would require considerable effort, and their attack range was limited to that specific area.
"I'll help out too; handling one or two shouldn't be a problem," Charming Shadow offered.
Upon hearing her words, Yang Xiaoyou did not respond but instead turned her head and fixed her deadpan gaze on Huang Wei and his group.
Training soldiers for a thousand days only to use them for one moment.
Feeling a bit uneasy under Yang Xiaoyou's stare, Huang Wei and his companions ultimately couldn't withstand the pressure and weakly agreed, "We... we'll help too."
Afterward, they tightened their grips on their weapons.
Huang Wei and the others followed Yang Xiaoyou's instructions, moving in different directions until they spread out to positions that were neither too close nor too far from the group of corpses while remaining in blind spots from other corpses.
Once they settled in and began to move silently as per Yang Xiaoyou's instructions, it wasn't long before those corpses, which processed complex visual information rather slowly, finally registered their presence and instinctively started moving toward them.
Due to a perfect grasp of the surrounding terrain and an understanding of the Corpses, Yang Xiaoyou cleverly utilized various obstacles and divisions of sight to arrange the positions of several people. This successfully lured the wave of Corpses in front of them into three separate groups, each moving in different directions.
Meanwhile, Huang Wei and the others, who were twisting in place, were tightly gritting their teeth and trembling, yet they obediently remained where they were without making any sudden movements.
At the same time, as the wave of Corpses began to disperse, Yang Xiaoyou suddenly erupted into action.
Transforming into a shadow, he pounced like a leopard toward the nearest group, sweeping through them like autumn leaves in the wind. Without any hesitation, he swiftly dispatched the four Corpses using a combination of elbow strikes, punches, blades, and kicks that flowed seamlessly together.
Before the last of that group of Corpses even fell to the ground, he was already rushing toward another wave.
“Phew,” Huang Wei exhaled as he saw a Suit-Wearing Corpse Man approaching within two steps, seemingly ready to leap and attack him. Just then, it collapsed after being struck in the neck by a blade attached to a palm from behind it. Huang Wei couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The overwhelming stench made him feel nauseous.
After catching his breath, he looked at Yang Xiaoyou with suspicion and asked, “Did you deliberately place me at this last point?”
“Of course not; it was just a coincidence,” Yang Xiaoyou replied while whistling and glancing around.
Seeing that expression on Yang Xiaoyou's face made Huang Wei want to go crazy. However, upon noticing the pile of fallen Corpses on the ground, he immediately felt deflated. Right now, Xiao You seemed like a towering figure; if he ran over to confront him, it appeared that...
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