Zombie Extinction?

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat! Sparks flew as bullets poured relentlessly from the muzzle.

A dimpled young man moved with the agility of a tiger or leopard, pulling the trigger without pause.

Seven zombies stood before him! He had just entered this room to investigate when three zombies suddenly rushed out from the inner room, while another four dropped from the ceiling!

They caught the dimpled young man completely off guard. The submachine gun in his hands resembled an MP7—compact and easy to carry, yet quite powerful, capable of piercing an ordinary bulletproof vest. The dimpled young man looked somewhat disheveled. Though he was a Tier 3 Genetic Soldier, so many zombies had burst out at once that he had not had time to open up the distance.

These zombies were agile and vicious, and they had been lurking overhead. He had nearly been drowned beneath them! The dimpled young man could only roll away awkwardly first, intending to retreat from the room and maintain a favorable firing position.

Roar! A zombie pounced in through the doorway, swift and nimble, as though it would bite through his neck the next instant! The dimpled young man turned and suddenly opened his mouth, spitting out a stream of flame. A powerful blast of air sent the zombie flying, after which it was burned beyond recognition on the ground!

Firebird, a Tier 3 Genetic Soldier, possessed the ability to control flames. After fighting his way out of the room, he frowned. "Just as expected. This damned place is cramped, dark, and full of zombies. Can't let my guard down."

The dimpled young man cursed and let out a soft breath.

Then he continued deeper inside.

A Tier 3 Genetic Soldier should have had little trouble dealing with Tier 1 Zombies.

Yet in this unusual terrain, many people looked rather bedraggled after entering.

Only a small number were as calm as Chen Wang, blasting several zombies to death in the blink of an eye. Of course, these zombies could only cause them trouble for now; they posed no real threat unless their numbers reached a certain level.

Chen Wang stood in the corridor. He did not continue investigating every room one by one. Sweeping them clean individually was far too troublesome when dealing with zombies.

His method was exceedingly simple. He formed a hand seal, and his whole body suddenly became vigorous and full of life. Healing Art! It was an extremely simple minor spell that could basically heal wounds on the body. Its greater effect, however, was stimulating the body's vitality.

In the Cultivation World, it was considered a rather useless little spell.

After all, it could not heal injuries that were too severe.

Chen Wang had not been injured earlier. After applying the Healing Art now, his vitality merely became even more abundant. Zombies were extremely sensitive to the scent of the living. To them, Chen Wang was now an extra-large serving of Tang Sanzang Meat, his fragrance rich and tempting! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Zombies rushed out one after another. Doors, glass, and windows all shattered as they poured straight into the corridor!

With a rough glance, Chen Wang counted more than twenty.

These zombies were male and female, old and young, crowding the corridor with their hideous, ferocious faces.

Closest to Chen Wang was a woman with a curvaceous figure.

It seemed she had kept herself in good shape while alive, and even in death her figure had not gone out of shape. Only her face had mutated into something savage and terrifying. Her upper body was already bare, while she wore a tattered skirt below.

Aside from her face, no other part of her body showed signs of decay.

Chen Wang raised an eyebrow. It was a little dazzling. Roar! Roar! Roar! The zombies surged forward like a tide, rushing at him wave after wave. Chen Wang lightly stepped back and formed another hand seal. An earthen wall rose up—Earth Wall Technique! He could have used a higher-level spell to block the zombies' attacks, but Chen Wang saw no need.

The earthen wall was roughly twenty centimeters thick. After rising, it lasted only two seconds before the zombies' relentless charge smashed it apart! Yet Chen Wang had already vanished without a trace. One black High-Explosive Hand Grenade after another came flying over! Boom! Boom! Boom!

For a moment, flames scattered everywhere as massive explosions rang out without end! The High-Explosive Hand Grenades were tremendously powerful and designed specifically for dealing with zombies. Against Tier 1 Zombies, they swept through them outright. Chen Wang moved incredibly fast; in those two seconds, he had vanished completely while throwing one High-Explosive Hand Grenade after another.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The tremendous force of the explosions blew apart every zombie in the corridor. The fiercer they had rushed out before, the more miserable their deaths were! Not a single zombie was left in the enormous corridor. After a while, Chen Wang walked over, his expression calm.

"This is still the most satisfying way."

The surroundings were a field of ruins, thick with smoke and dust. Many walls had been blasted full of holes.

Fortunately, they had not collapsed completely. Chen Wang took out a gas mask from the backpack behind him and put it on.

After quickly searching the first floor, Chen Wang found nothing and moved on to the second floor, using the same method.

Boom! Boom! Boom! His movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water. He lured out the zombies on the second floor, then blew them directly to pieces! Yet before Chen Wang could investigate, he looked toward the stairs. Zombies from the third floor were rushing down as well. The corner of Chen Wang's mouth lifted slightly. "That saves me some trouble."

He was not afraid of zombies charging at him.

Compared to zombies appearing one after another in cramped spaces, killing from who knew where, this was actually easier for him to handle.

He did not use High-Explosive Hand Grenades on the stairs. If he blew up the staircase, he would have to jump up himself.

There was no need to waste that effort.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! His footwork was extraordinarily slick. He cast another Healing Art on himself, brimming with vital blood and masculine vigor—in other words, his yang energy was incredibly strong, exactly what these zombies loved most.

High-Explosive Hand Grenades capable of dealing with zombies were expensive.

If ordinary people used his method, it would be pure extravagance. They would rather use the guns in their hands or their powerful close-combat abilities to deal with these zombies.

Though that would be much slower and add far more danger, it was... cheaper. Only someone as wealthy as Chen Wang, and who also possessed cultivation spells, had the means to use this method.

But now, as Chen Wang weaved through the zombies, he no longer used High-Explosive Hand Grenades.

His movement technique had reached the utmost speed, leaving afterimages streaking through the air.

The zombies could not touch his body at all. Instead, drawn by the scent of the living on him, they kept gathering together...

Several technicians sat inside the armored vehicle. Before them were computers and complicated devices covered in intricate wiring.

They were connected to the reactors on these soldiers. Once a zombie was killed, the devices would register it.

Ever since earlier, signals had been arriving one after another.

Qin Lang did not find it surprising. For these powerful Tier 3 Genetic Soldiers, ordinary Tier 1 Zombies could basically be swept aside unless the circumstances were exceptionally harsh.

Most gathered in groups of two or three, and even the larger groups had no more than seven or eight.

Suddenly,

one device began reacting at an astonishing pace. Light spots flashed into existence one after another.

Then they were extinguished...