A Stalemate

The two zombies didn't seem to give up at this point.

One of them attacked the little girl, while the other continued charging towards Miss Fighting Number 10.

"..."

There was no other way, so I temporarily learned the Wind Blade Technique.

With a whoosh, a faintly glowing blade of air severed the attacker who was heading towards the little girl, while the last one was killed by the Battle Miss with a single strike.

"Take care of them all." She muttered to herself, her face twitching at the thought that these zombies had tactics and even used weapons.

Well, these zombies look familiar.

The researcher in the white coat was speechless at this point.

Seeing the girl approach, he nervously asked, "Are you... still human?"

"What do you think?" Combat Number 10 rolled his eyes at him.

"I'm sorry, it's really hard to imagine. Are you a legendary superhuman, or an evolved human? I thought only zombies could gain such power." His tone became excited, and there was no trace of his previous low voice.

"The core inside a zombie's head should be able to help people evolve, but absorbing its energy comes at a price," the Battle Miss said with a smile, taking out a core and showing it to him.

"Is that so? I've studied this before, but I didn't find anything useful. Based on the current information, there shouldn't be any individuals who have just turned into zombies, but they appeared later. Perhaps this core is a new substance synthesized by the virus within the human body. No... this is too outrageous."

The guy walked to the flower bed next to him and sat down.

With his hand supporting his forehead, this guy actually entered a thinking mode.

"No wonder he's a researcher."

The Mystic Thread continued to read the other party's thoughts, proving that this guy was indeed considering the problem.

"Can you tell me what you know about these viruses? You said you were a virus expert."

"This..." The researcher paused for a moment, then shook his head. "I can't understand this kind of thing. In fact, this virus... can no longer be called a virus. I originally thought it was something that only existed in science fiction movies."

He sighed.

"The existence of biochemical viruses does not conform to the laws of chemical change and is difficult to understand at the material level."

"So, you can't figure anything out?" Battle Number 10 laughed.

"Almost."

"Alright, let's keep going. If we stay here, there will only be more and more attacks."

She suspected that most of the living people had actually evacuated, and the zombie density wasn't very high, but she didn't know why.

The team began walking towards their destination.

There were battles on the road from time to time.

In fact, the further she went, the more familiar Miss Combat Number 10 became with the game.

An hour later, they stood in a familiar place.

"Is this really the place?"

A familiar hospital scene.

If I remember correctly, this was the first time I entered a player's quest instance in this world.

At that time, while I was in the hospital, I was actually going crazy, but I thought of myself as a normal person.

"From this perspective, if I use my Water of Purification on a zombie before it dies, it can actually make it normal again."

Recalling what happened at the hospital, Miss Battle Number 10 inexplicably felt that there was no hope in the world.

No wonder humans can't defeat zombies.

That's absolutely maddening.

The virus can spread, constantly turning normal people into zombies.

However, zombies cannot turn back into humans.

The doctor in the white coat arrived at the door, pushed it, and found it wouldn't budge.

He picked up Iron Rod that someone had dropped nearby and smashed it hard, but obviously that wouldn't work.

At that moment, Battle Miss noticed a shop not far away.

The television inside was still on.

However, the people who were watching TV on the ground had all turned into corpses.

There are signs of an explosion.

She walked over.

The news is playing on it:

"Reported on March 20th: A horde of zombies in Northern City detonated a high-yield hydrogen bomb, attacking our troops stationed in the city. Our suspicions have been confirmed; these crazed creatures, though unable to communicate, possess all the technology they had in life. Several nuclear launch sites are now under zombie control, and in order to retake the area, the surviving troops have launched attacks on multiple locations."

"All survivors, please try to avoid going outside and avoid contact with Pollution water sources, no matter what."

The video shows a scene resembling hell on earth.

The city center was reduced to ashes, and dilapidated buildings were everywhere.

"Hydrogen bomb..."

Miss Fighting Number 10 couldn't hold back any longer.

"This world is beyond saving."

Suddenly...

The screen suddenly went blank.

The screen then went completely black, and a zombie head appeared on the screen, making a "Ah...

A rotting head, a strange tone of voice that defies description.

Suddenly, the surrounding air became restless.

"Not good!"

The man who was holding a pistol and standing guard nearby immediately retreated.

"Something's wrong with the surroundings. I see a lot of zombies running down there."

Miss Battle Number 10 had a sudden thought and looked up at the TV.

Bang!

A Fireball was launched and blew up the television with a loud bang.

"You're not really a superhuman, are you?" the boy asked, looking at him in shock.

The woman in the group also seemed to be seeking confirmation.

"No, it just absorbed the energy from the zombie's core," Miss Combat Number 10 casually made up. "Obviously, that stuff can make people evolve, but it's not all good. I can sense a trace of Pollution and damage to the body."

Before Battle Miss could finish speaking, the man had already run to a nearby corpse, cut open its forehead, and dug out its core.

How do I use it?

Wearing gloves and holding this thing, Miss Combat Number 10 narrowed her eyes.

"Direct absorption can only be experienced through one's own experience."

"I'll give it a try."

This guy actually started trying it.

A few minutes later, he suddenly let out a cry of pain and threw the core out.

"It's so hot."

"Just make sure it's hot, that's how it's done," Battle Miss said.

"You... you endured it all?" The man looked at the girl in shock.

"Yes." The girl smiled slightly.

Man. "..."

He suddenly felt a sense of admiration.

What kind of willpower is that?

This stunningly beautiful girl is truly captivating.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the core again, and began, enduring the pain.

Less than two seconds later, he screamed and threw the core away again.

"2 seconds."

It can't grow any longer; this thing is unbearable for a human. My whole body feels like it's on fire.

The girl squatted down and smiled as she watched him from the side.

Although it's hard to admit, people are different. Combat Number 10 already knows some key elements of the zombie core, which is that a person's body needs to be able to adapt to it.

In reality, this kind of adaptation is somewhat like spirituality in the face of Pollution and the ability to maintain one's true self.

Or rather, the rationality that doesn't lead to madness in the face of Pollution.

Chapter 146 Stalemate

The man in front of me belongs to the type of person with relatively low resistance to Pollution.

In fact, his situation is probably not an isolated case.

Most people could not withstand the Pollution from the zombie's core.

Therefore, if this world can truly develop its own path of cultivation, then only a small number of people will be able to achieve success on this path.

"That's reality too; there aren't many people with high spirituality."

Moreover, spirituality, well, strictly speaking, isn't necessarily a good thing.

She could sense the essence of that power.

"Boom!"

At that moment, a loud noise suddenly came from afar.

Several zombies smashed open a sealed iron gate, and then a swaying figure walked out and slowly raised a dark cannon barrel in his hand.

The moment she saw that thing, Miss Combat Number 10's expression changed slightly.

Rocket launcher!

The man, who was studying the kernel, suddenly realized what was happening, quickly drew his gun, and fired two shots in that direction.

It turned out that the zombie had anticipated this.

No, he actually used the trajectory of his hand to predict the direction the bullet might come from and dodge it.

Miss Battle Number 10 reacted quickly, taking out a round ring and waving it in the distance.

The target did indeed take cover in advance and simultaneously loaded the rocket.

Boom!

An explosion was heard.

The zombie on the other side had no idea that the thing the Battle Miss threw would explode.

But the distance is too far, and the power is clearly not enough to kill the opponent.

Miss Battle Number 10 threw out another bunch of rings.

After a series of explosions, the target was finally killed.

At that moment, a black object suddenly flew over from a distance, leaving a long trail of flame.

Danger instincts had already sensed the problem, and Miss Combat Number 10 immediately took cover.

The next moment, an explosion occurred at the spot where they had been standing.