Prototype

A few hours ago, not long after the start of the second day.

While most people listened to the broadcast and looked for a supermarket.

A man covered in pale paint and naked walked down the street, his shriveled, wrinkled belly protruding from his body.

His right hand was also holding a Special Balloon, a balloon made of leather, and upon closer inspection, one could even see facial features and limb structures on the surface of the balloon.

Since the villa's security has been compromised, the clown can only make his servants into balloon structures to carry him around, making them easy to carry and able to rise into the sky in dangerous situations to avoid being killed.

Strangely enough.

The naked clown walked down the street, squeezed among the zombies.

For some reason, the zombies didn't target him; only a very few rare species might notice his anomaly.

The clown wasn't looking for a supermarket, but rather searching among the villas, as if looking for someone.

He soon smelled a odor, the smell of pork, emanating from a villa.

The zombies surrounding the villa quickly swelled up like balloons and burst.

Creak!

The clown easily broke the lock and entered, then used balloon membrane to seal all the windows and the main door.

He temporarily released the servant balloon in his hand and squatted down in front of a pot of meat soup that had long since gone cold.

Looking at the wire at the bottom of the pot, I gently licked the surface with my tongue, savoring the taste—the taste of someone.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the pot of cold and sticky broth and gulped it down in one go. Then he turned his attention to the pork scattered on the ground that had not yet been processed and began to eat it with gusto.

Belch!

A huge burp roared out, and his exaggerated belly shrank slightly as carbon dioxide was expelled.

Not only did he feel full, but he also collected Pheromone from the pork, Pheromone unique to Luo Di.

The only difference is that the Pheromone are pointing in a different direction than the supermarket.

The Joker didn't rush off, but waited quietly. He needed to confirm that Luo Di and the others weren't looking for the supermarket, but had some other purpose.

really,

Half an hour later, they sensed that Luo Di and the others had not deviated from their course at all and were still moving in one direction.

Although the Joker was somewhat wary of the woman floating beside Luo Di, "for some reason" he still followed her.

Still holding a balloon,

Without any zombie attacks, he successfully reached the sensor location.

Feeling the eerie wind blowing up from the depths of the garage, even the Joker couldn't help but shiver. He blew up a balloon and put it over his head, then pulled out his signature overalls and put them on.

Moreover, sensing a strong sense of danger, the Joker went to a nearby junkyard and stuffed the balloon representing his servant into it, to prevent himself from being eliminated prematurely if his servant was killed.

Stepping silently onto the soft insoles, I walked toward the deepest part.

Every step taken

His body was slowly floating up.

His belly was becoming more and more like an inflated balloon.

His legs are slowly atrophying.

His smile gradually became stiff, even resembling a simple line drawing.

Until it turned into a smiley face balloon floating in the air.

As the balloon was about to reach the bottom of the underground parking garage.

Splat!

A severed zombie arm, far exceeding normal length, flew over.

Upon closer inspection, the entire underground parking garage was scattered with various zombie arms hanging from it.

The red balloon quickly wrapped around the nearest severed arm, using the balloon string as a transmission medium, and streams of red flowed into it.

He seemed to want to "transfer" his body to his arm.

The balloon gradually deflated.

In return, the zombie's arm turned slightly red.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the clown decisively abandoned the idea of carrying himself into the arm, and the red liquid flowed back into the balloon.

The expression on the surface of the red balloon changed from a smiling face to a crying face.

The balloon then looked towards the exit of the underground parking garage, which was completely blocked by hordes of zombies, forming a small mountain outside.

It wasn't that the zombies were afraid to approach this underground parking garage; rather, they were controlled by some being who deliberately left them behind, waiting for people to enter before completely blocking the way.

Half an hour later

Facing the source of the zombies, this giant mountain of flesh accumulated in the center of the basement.

Yu Lu remained hanging on Luo Di's back as a backpack, neither activating any death-related abilities nor using the hanging rope.

Hanging like this, it really does look like a schoolbag.

Only Luo Di, Wu Wen, and the servants controlled by Wu Wen engaged in direct confrontation.

They tried many times to break into the mountain of flesh, but neither Luo Di's cutting nor the squad leader's physical destruction had any effect.

The regeneration rate of this mountain of flesh has exceeded comprehension, far surpassing their rate of destruction.

Luo Di was completely absorbed in the slaughter, and hacking down the mountain of flesh in front of him still allowed him to collect the corpses he wanted to collect in greater completeness.

The corpse lying in the Pituitary Space is only missing its head. This head cannot be replaced by ordinary zombie cutting, so we must find another way.

Suddenly—whoosh!

All the arms retracted into the mountain of corpses.

Luo Di missed his target and shook his head violently to pull himself out of the killing frenzy.

Crackle, crackle~ The Old Spine writhed, and the hellish instincts sensed a strong sense of danger coming from the mountain of corpses in front of it.

Luo Di instinctively grabbed the class monitor's wrist and jumped back to pull away.

The class monitor, along with her servant, pulled the blonde girl aside.

Due to the potential threat of the clown, Luo Di kept his eyes closed, sensing his surroundings through the spreading grayness, which had already stained the mountain of flesh due to the series of massacres just now.

current,

The mountain of flesh began to condense, like a star about to be destroyed collapsing inward.

All the zombies that made up the mountain of flesh instantly collapsed into a pure white, pumping heart, with eyes and a mouth growing on its surface.

A dry, hollow sound came from his mouth:

"Attacker Pheromone have been collected, virus transcription is underway, basic genetic coding has been completed, zombies are being generated..."

Luo Di grew a sickle-shaped instrument from his left arm and threw it with all his might.

Just as the high-speed, spiked scythe was about to slice open the heart,

Snap!

He smashed the sickle to pieces with a single slap.

A zombie arm had sprouted from the side of the heart, and a white eyeball on the arm was watching everything.

Following closely behind,

Centered on the heart, a pure white zombie body took shape in less than a second.

His weathered white hair fell over his shoulders, befitting a middle-aged man over fifty.

It was the same person I had seen in the waiting area before, the one who served as Mr. Question Mark's right-hand man, the [First Generation Zombie - Jia Wen].

Although they look the same, the man in front of them, Jia Wen, is much stronger, with thick arms that have eyeballs growing from them, and forelimbs that look like claws.

"The fact that you were able to find this hidden location means that some of you have been able to obtain my DNA, a very special ability."

You might be able to clear the game early, or you're more likely to be eliminated early.

"Ten minutes. If you can survive for ten minutes without being killed by me, you'll pass the second level."

The gray residue left by Luo Di on the other party continued to sense, sensing Jia Wen's form and feeling the characteristics of the other party's body.

Beneath its seemingly pure white skin lies an extremely hard layer that even Chainsaw Blade might not be able to cut through, and physical damage to the squad leader would be ineffective.

Just as the other party said,

This form was obtained by collecting the Pheromone of the two individuals.

Luo Di decisively sheathed the Chainsaw Blade, returning it to its original hilt form. He had to change his attack style to have any chance of confronting such a being head-on.

What is that?

Through the gray, Luo Di also sensed something else: a special viral protective layer had formed in the area of Jia Wen's head, constructed at great cost to prevent some kind of mental interference.

However,

Neither Luo Di nor Yu Lu had any expertise in this area.

"No, the squad leader is skilled in physical combat, and her performance in the fight just now was also primarily physical. What is this guy defending against? Let's assume that clown also followed me here..."

Buzz!

Jia Wen had already arrived in front of the two of them.

"You're distracted while fighting against me? You're eliminated."

The sharp claws suddenly tore through Luo Di's flesh, and a kick landed squarely on his chest! Crack!

With his upper body torn into five pieces, Luo Di was kicked away with a heavy kick, all his ribs broken... Boom! His mangled body crashed into the wall, his fate unknown.

Even with the Yu Lu backpack providing some cushioning, cracks still appeared on the Old Spine.

Even Yu Lu's lips were bleeding...