Survivors

"Does anyone have proof for you?"

A witness?

He did not even know what had happened. Why would he need a witness?

After thinking it over, he said, "The owner of this house should be able to vouch for me."

He might as well drag the landlord into this.

After all, he did not know many people around here. Other than the landlord, he could not think of anyone else.

"What were you doing before nightfall?" the guard continued.

"Working out in my room."

"Have you seen anyone suspicious lately?"

"No!"

The guard leaned sideways and glanced into the room. "We need to search your residence."

Wu Heng looked back as well. There did not seem to be anything in the room, so he stepped aside. "Go ahead."

The lead guard glanced to the side. Another guard behind him immediately walked in and began looking around.

The room was not large, and there was not much inside.

Anything unusual was kept over in the Zombie World, so Wu Heng was not worried they would find anything.

He withdrew his gaze and looked again at the guard waiting outside the door. "Did something happen?"

The guard's expression did not change as he answered casually, "A body was found in the crowded district last night. The methods were cruel and vicious."

Uh...

Someone had died. No wonder.

Solving Cases in the crowded district was relatively simple.

Traces at the scene, the logic behind the involved parties' statements, and testimony from nearby residents could all serve as evidence.

But as long as someone covered their tracks well, cases were still difficult to solve.

Likewise, if evidence pointed to you, it was difficult to prove your own innocence even if you had not done it.

They could just arrest you and chop your head off, and there would be nowhere to argue your case.

And Wu Heng was a Necromancer, already someone the city kept a close eye on. Since something like this had happened nearby, they naturally needed to question him thoroughly.

Others might only be asked a few questions, but they searched his room.

"No leads?" Wu Heng continued asking.

"Other than some potentially dangerous individuals, we cannot rule out the possibility that a Wanted Criminal entered the city." The guard glanced at him.

"Uh..."

What a thing to say.

At that moment, the guard searching the room also came out and shook his head slightly, indicating that he had found nothing.

The guards at the door did not linger. One of them reminded him, "If you have any leads, you can provide them to us. There will be a reward."

"Alright."

He agreed verbally, but did not take it to heart.

He got winded just fighting Zombies. How could he possibly deal with a murderer?

In this world, he might not even be able to beat a woman.

The guards said nothing more and continued on to the next house, asking questions and reminding people to stay safe.

Wu Heng locked his door and went to a nearby tavern for a meal.

After eating, he headed straight to the Zombie World.

Wu Heng led the Skeleton Warriors to the Iron Door of the last unit.

When he opened it, the same chilly, overpowering stench of decay greeted him.

The moment he stepped through the Iron Door, roars and running footsteps came from downstairs.

Three Zombies staggered up the stairs.

At the sight of the Skeleton Army, they let out excited roars.

"Attack!" Wu Heng ordered, pointing his Iron Spear ahead.

Clatter!

The Skeleton Warriors charged the Zombies, their kitchen knives swinging relentlessly as the sound of chopping flesh rang out.

The Zombies quickly died beneath the kitchen knives.

Experience gained +8.

Summoned Creature—Skeleton Warrior experience +5.

Your level has increased to Level 3. Intelligence +1, Charisma +1, Mental Power slightly increased.

The instant the third Zombie fell, Wu Heng reached Level 3.

The increased Intelligence and Charisma in his attributes...

It did not seem to be assigned randomly. Otherwise, one of them would not have consistently been Intelligence.

But he had yet to figure out the exact logic behind it.

He walked over to the bodies and used Bone Manipulation Technique. Three skeletons rose to their feet and joined the group.

"Forward!"

Wu Heng gave the order again, and the skeleton squad began heading downstairs.

There were not many Zombies in the stairwell, posing little pressure for the current Skeleton Warriors.

They cleared their way down to the first floor. After confirming that the building entrance was tightly shut, they began going door to door, clearing Zombies and looting supplies.

Clearing the final unit was easier than the previous ones.

There were no mutated Zombie Dogs, and the unit's doors had all been closed.

It took only half a day to clear the entire stairwell.

A lone Zombie could easily be killed by a Skeleton Dog. If there were more of them, the Skeleton Warriors could swarm them without much difficulty.

Wu Heng felt a little more confident.

It seemed Zombies were not that difficult to deal with.

However, after clearing the entire building, he had not found a single survivor.

That made him wonder whether the Zombie outbreak had spread through the air, or by some other special means.

Perhaps he was the only person left in this world.

Maybe Teddy, who had retained his hobbies from before his death, was his only fellow townsman.

After walking out of the stairwell,

the Skeleton Warriors began carrying the loot. Wu Heng stood on the rooftop, casually directing them while considering his next plan.

The Zombies in the entire building had been cleared out.

If he wanted to keep killing Zombies for experience, he would have to go outside.

There were roughly fifty or sixty Zombies gathered downstairs. It did not seem like many.

But once a fight broke out, Zombies from every direction would be drawn over, multiplying the difficulty of the battle.

If things went badly, he could lose all these skeletons and put himself in danger as well.

Other than charging straight out, there was another option.

He could set up a ladder from the side of the rooftop between the two buildings, cross to the neighboring rooftop, and continue clearing them unit by unit.

That would be safer.

He looked over the edge. The gap between the buildings was roughly five or six meters.

If he found a long enough plank, or ordered a sufficiently long iron ladder in Blackstone Town, he could cross over.

The height was dangerous, but it was far more reliable than rushing out and fighting the Zombies head-on.

The only uncertainty was whether the stiff, clumsy Skeleton Warriors could cross successfully.

From the sixth floor, the fall would be enough to smash them to pieces.

With that in mind, he went downstairs to find a Climbing Rope, planning to throw it over and test the distance between the buildings.

Just as he swung the rope, preparing to throw it,

Bang—boom—crash crash crash!

Violent impacts came from the road to the west.

He looked toward the source of the noise.

A bus with a post-apocalyptic look was violently smashing through the Zombies and wrecked vehicles in front of it.

It drove forward amid continuous collisions.

Sturdy iron plates had been welded onto both sides of the bus, while its windows were covered with thumb-thick iron bars.

Through the gaps in the bars, he could see iron pipes thrusting out and piercing through the climbing Zombies.

Behind the bus was a vast mass of Zombies.

More and more Zombies were drawn by the crashing sounds, rushing out from the residential compounds on both sides and joining the pursuit of the bus.

Their numbers kept growing, forming a dark, surging mass like a Zombie Horde from a movie.

Even from so far away, he could feel the terror and suffocating pressure brought by the Zombie Horde.

Fuck!

Wu Heng immediately had the skeletons stop whatever they were doing and move away from the edge.

He himself stared intently at the bus smashing through everything in its path.

Survivors!

There were still survivors trying to break out.