B City.
Sun Can arrived at the mission site with his fifteen "brothers",
the International Trade Twin Star Towers,
300 meters tall, with seventy-four floors.
This once-bustling destination was now unrecognizable,
its exterior covered in a layer of unknown blood-red gelatinous substance.
The entrance stood open, but not a sound came from inside.
Even the zombies' roars had vanished.
Everything about it was eerie.
Sun Can took a deep breath. "I have to come out alive! Because... I can't die in this world."
Then, with five ghosts and ten skeletons, he strode resolutely inside.
"Void, I'll need your help next."
After he entered,
the blood-red gelatinous substance covering the International Trade Twin Star Towers slowly writhed, sealing the entrance shut.
In the command room of the Heavenly Net's S City branch,
Director Zhang Qiang was smoking.
He had gone three days without sleep.
Both external threats and internal troubles required his decisions.
His eyes were sunken now, his face covered in stubble,
but he was intensely energized,
because the zombie hordes bearing down from four directions had collided with the forces blocking them!
His secretary brought him a cup of strong tea.
"Commander Zhang, you should rest. Even a Superhuman's body has its limits. If you collapse now, that'll be our real crisis."
"Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp~"
Zhang Qiang downed the scalding strong tea in one go, and his complexion improved a little.
"Soon. I'll rest once the results of this battle come in. Right, have the senior leaders arranged for the civilians to evacuate? Where have they gotten to?"
The secretary sighed. The battle had only just begun; how could it end so quickly?
Waiting would take another half day, but that was all he could say. Anything more would be nagging, and that was not something a competent