They're Dead?

Mindless zombies had no concept of climbing. Unable to reach Chu Han's position, they could only wait for their inevitable deaths.

The advantage of height was likewise one of the most fundamental combat techniques.

This was combat experience, something Chu Han had brought back from ten years of the apocalypse. Apart from the Reforging System, his greatest asset was this information others did not possess, along with his combat instincts.

Points had now reached 328.

A satisfied smile curled at Chu Han's lips. The cheapest talent unlock required five hundred Points, and upgrades for both physique and talents would only cost more and more afterward. But since his physique was already ahead of everyone else's, Chu Han was in no hurry to improve his strength. Once he found his parents, he would have plenty of time and opportunities to accumulate more.

Frowning, Chu Han leaped down toward the zombie corpses nearly piled into a small mountain below. He moved through the chaotic alley with the airdrop pack on his back, an assault rifle in his left hand and a large axe in his right, racing toward the small hotel.

He wondered how Shang Jiudi was doing.

Don't die!

He had worked so hard to raise that woman's loyalty to 30%.

Inside the abandoned teahouse, the deathly silence was immediately shattered after Chu Han disappeared. Outside the window was empty and quiet; not a single zombie appeared for a long time.

And those more than a hundred zombies, terrifying enough to drive people mad, were all dead.

Every one of them had been shot accurately through the head. The sight of corpses gathered before them was bloody, yet somehow unreal, like a dream.

Xiao Yunfei's mind had completely shut down. No emotion could express the shock he felt. He did not dare believe it, nor did he want to.

How was this possible?!

How much time had even passed?

There had not been merely ten or twenty zombies, but more than a hundred!

What kind of person could kill so many zombies in such a short time? Even special forces soldiers probably could not do that, right?

And he had not even fired a single shot!

It was utterly unbelievable, completely shattering their worldview!

"President Xiao." Someone suddenly interrupted Xiao Yunfei's daze. "That man must be military personnel!"

"Right, right, right! He must be from the military, the kind secretly trained by them!" Another person immediately chimed in.

"Exactly! Otherwise, how would he know there were guns hidden here?"

The discussion grew more heated. No one could restrain their emotions; the shock Chu Han had given them was simply too great.

Xiao Yunfei felt an intense unwillingness in his heart. Staring in the direction Chu Han had disappeared, he finally gritted his teeth. "Let's go! We're following him!"

The second floor of the small hotel.

Panting heavily, Jia Chunjie dragged Chen Shaoye into the hallway outside the room. Eighteen lay collapsed nearby.

"Damn it! This fat bastard is heavy!" Jia Chunjie wiped the sweat from his forehead, then glanced into the room, undisguised lust gleaming in his eyes.

He impatiently shut the door, and the sight of the lock Chu Han had kicked apart immediately put him in a foul mood. "Damn it! The door won't even lock!"

Unfortunately, he did not have the guts to go elsewhere. This room might stink and be a mess, but just as Chu Han had said, it was safe here.

Thinking of Chu Han, Jia Chunjie felt a moment of panic, but it was quickly suppressed by another kind of desire. Chu Han had probably gone to look for fever medicine, but he had never been to Ange Town before. How could he possibly know where there was a pharmacy? It would definitely take him a long time. Besides, there were so many zombies here—perhaps Chu Han was already dead!

Jia Chunjie had already climbed onto the bed on his knees. Unable to endure even half a second longer, he reached out, about to extend his hand—

Swish—

He suddenly froze. Jia Chunjie's body came to an abrupt halt, his knees still in a crawling posture on the bed, yet he did not dare move the hand reaching toward Shang Jiudi even slightly.

A military knife had appeared out of nowhere. Its blade gleamed sharply, its point pressed against Jia Chunjie's throat.

Shang Jiudi was covered in cold sweat. Her muddled consciousness had instinctively jolted awake, and she had reacted without thinking. She stared coldly at Jia Chunjie, who was trying to violate her, the killing intent in her eyes unmistakable.

"Get out." The woman's voice was full of fury, but she was so weak that she could barely keep her eyes open. Another wave of dizziness hit her, and she nearly lost her grip on the military knife.

Jia Chunjie was so frightened his legs nearly gave out, but when he saw Shang Jiudi's constantly trembling hand and how close she was to losing consciousness, a sense of triumph immediately spread through him.

Damn it, false alarm!

Chu Han moved like the wind, swiftly avoiding the zombie hordes. By the time he returned to the small hotel, even with his Tier 1 Physique, he was covered in sweat. He was no longer an ordinary person, but an evolved being with a Tier 1 physique. After killing a hundred zombies, he had only broken into a light sweat. One could imagine how fast he had run from there.

For some reason, he could not shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Several zombies still wandered around the hotel lobby on the first floor. Nothing seemed particularly unusual. Chu Han frowned and went upstairs without making a sound.

The second floor was exactly the same as when he had left: a carpet red as blood, a stifling atmosphere, dim light spilling down the corridor. It looked like a scene from a horror movie, and he could not see the unlit area at the other end of the hallway.

But Chu Han suddenly rushed forward, tightening his grip on the axe.

He was an evolved being with a Tier 1 physique. Every aspect of his body exceeded the limits of ordinary people. Things others could not see or detect, he could.

Chu Han saw two people collapsed by the door, where there should have been nothing.

It was Chen Shaoye and Eighteen. Something had indeed happened!

Were they dead?

What had happened here while he was gone?

Though his emotions were already stretched to their limit, caution had always been Chu Han's way. He still moved silently, and when he came within a meter of the two, his mood eased slightly.

And at that moment—

"Get out!" Shang Jiudi's voice suddenly came from inside the room. Though it carried fierce killing intent, she sounded extremely weak, as if she could faint at any moment.

Chu Han's heart lurched. His eyes locked onto the tightly shut door before him.

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