Perhaps among all the scenes of the apocalypse, nothing like this had ever happened.
In the mountains.
A truck sped along, chasing huge hordes of zombies.
The zombies were already retreating, and whenever the truck caught up with them, they fled with all their might.
Wherever the truck went, the zombies scattered in every direction.
As Liao Xing drove, he cursed loudly:
"Damn, you're such cowards! Weren't you going to eat people? Why do you run the moment you see me?"
The truck rounded a bend in the mountain road, and the view ahead suddenly opened up.
A gigantic zombie, a full seven stories tall, was climbing the mountain opposite them. It was just about to crest the summit.
Liao Xing hurriedly bellowed, "Big guy, didn't you use a car to smash me before? Come on, let's have another round!"
His voice rang out into the distance, becoming a wandering echo among the mountains.
The giant zombie heard him.
It turned to look at Liao Xing, then rasped to the zombies around it, "Run... now..."
Before it had even finished speaking, it vaulted over the mountaintop and vanished from Liao Xing's sight.
Liao Xing: "..."
In the mountains, the other zombies heard the giant zombie's order and ran even faster.
There was nothing Liao Xing could do. He floored the accelerator, leaned half his body out of the window, and drew a longbow—
Then he stopped.
"Hey? Gu Qingshan, where are you?"
Liao Xing looked around in surprise.
"—Coming." Gu Qingshan suddenly appeared, miming the motion of drawing a bow and loosing an arrow.
The arrow shot out at once, piercing the head of a zombie nearly a thousand meters away.
The monster fell.
The zombies around it immediately scattered and fled.
Liao Xing muttered, "My turn now."
He put