They're dead?

The zombies, lacking any thought, had no concept of climbing. They couldn't reach Chu Han's position and could only await their inevitable demise.

The difference in height was also a fundamental combat technique.

This was combat experience Chu Han had brought back from ten years in the apocalypse. Aside from the Reforging System, his greatest assets were this knowledge and combat instinct that others lacked.

His points had reached 328.

Chu Han's lips curved into a satisfied smile. The lowest talent activation required five hundred points, and subsequent upgrades to physique or talent would demand even more. However, with his physique already ahead of everyone else, Chu Han wasn't in a hurry to improve his strength. Once he reunited with his parents, he would have plenty of time and opportunities to accumulate them slowly.

Frowning, Chu Han leaped down towards the pile of zombie corpses below, which had formed a small mountain. He walked through the messy alley, carrying his airdrop bag, an assault rifle in his left hand and a large axe in his right. His figure moved swiftly towards the direction of the small hotel.

He wondered how Shang Jiudi was doing.

Please don't die!

He had painstakingly raised that woman's loyalty to 30%.

Inside the dilapidated tea house, the deathly silence was shattered the moment Chu Han's figure disappeared. Outside the window, it was empty and quiet; no zombies had appeared for a long time.

And those terrifying, maddening hundreds of zombies were all dead.

Each one had its head accurately blown off. The sight of the bodies clustered before his eyes was bloody but also surreal, like a dream that felt unreal.

Xiao Yunfei's mind had completely frozen. No emotion could express his current shock. He dared not and did not want to believe it.

How is this possible?!

How much time had passed?

There weren't just a dozen or twenty zombies, but over a hundred!

What kind of existence was that person to have killed so many zombies in such a short time? Even special forces soldiers probably couldn't do it.

And he hadn't even fired a single shot!

It was simply incredible, completely subverting his worldview!

"Mr. Xiao." Suddenly, someone interrupted Xiao Yunfei's daze. "This person must be from the military!"

"Yes, yes! He must be from the military, a secretly trained one!" another person chimed in immediately.

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

The discussion grew more intense, and everyone couldn't suppress their emotions. The shock Chu Han had brought them was too immense.

Xiao Yunfei felt an overwhelming sense of unwillingness. He stared in the direction Chu Han had disappeared, finally gritting his teeth and saying, "Let's go! We'll follow him!"

The second floor of the small hotel.

Jia Chunjie, panting, dragged Chen Shaoye to the corridor outside the door. Eighteen was lying to the side.

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

He impatiently closed the door and looked at the lock that Chu Han had kicked and broken, feeling annoyed. "Damn it! The door won't even lock!"

Unfortunately, he didn't dare to go anywhere else. Although this room was smelly and messy, it was safe, just as Chu Han had said.

Thinking of Chu Han, Jia Chunjie felt a moment of panic, but it was quickly suppressed by a certain desire. Chu Han should be looking for fever medicine, but he had never been to Ange Town before. How could he know where the pharmacies were? It would definitely take a long time, and with so many zombies around, Chu Han might have already died!

Jia Chunjie's knees were already on the bed. Unable to wait another second, he reached out, intending to touch—

Ching—

Suddenly, there was a pause. Jia Chunjie's body froze abruptly. His knees remained in a kneeling position on the bed, but his hand, reaching for Shang Jiudi, dared not move further.

A military knife had appeared out of nowhere, its sharp blade glinting. The tip pressed against Jia Chunjie's throat.

Shang Jiudi was covered in cold sweat. Her consciousness blurred, but she instinctively reacted, making this move. She stared coldly at Jia Chunjie, who was attempting to assault her, her eyes filled with obvious killing intent.

"Get lost." The woman's voice was filled with anger, but due to her weakness, her eyelids were barely open, and a wave of dizziness washed over her again. The military knife in her hand almost slipped.

Jia Chunjie was so scared he almost went limp, but when he saw Shang Jiudi's trembling, unsteadier hand, and how she was about to lose consciousness, his intention to take advantage surged.

Damn, false alarm!

Chu Han moved with incredible speed, deftly avoiding the zombie horde. By the time he returned to the small hotel, his Tier 1 Physique had him breaking a sweat. It was important to note that he wasn't of ordinary constitution anymore, but an evolved being with Tier 1 Physique. Even after killing a hundred zombies, he had only broken a light sweat. This showed just how fast he had run to get here.

For some unknown reason, he had a strong premonition of something bad.

A few zombies still loitered in the hotel's first-floor lobby. There were no significant abnormalities. Chu Han frowned and silently ascended the stairs.

The second floor was exactly the same as when he had left it. The carpet was stained like blood, the environment oppressive, and dim light shone through, making the scene in the corridor resemble something out of a horror movie. The area of darkness at the opposite end of the corridor was unclear.

However, Chu Han suddenly quickened his pace, tightening his grip on the axe in his hand.

He was a Tier 1 Physique evolved being; his physical indicators surpassed the limits of ordinary people. Things that others couldn't see or sense, he could.

Chu Han saw two people lying by the doorway, where there should have been nothing.

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

Were they dead?

What had happened here during his absence?

Although his emotions were at their breaking point, caution was Chu Han's usual style. He maintained his silent footsteps, and as he got within a meter of the two, his mood slightly calmed.

And just then—

"Get lost!" Shang Jiudi's voice suddenly came from the room. Although her tone was filled with killing intent, she sounded very weak, as if she could faint at any moment.

Chu Han's heart leaped, and his gaze fixed intently on the closed door in front of him.

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