Fang Yun's face turned ashen. She had never intended to kill Fang Yuxuan. After all, she still planned to use this woman, who seemed capable of miracles,
to achieve her goal. But now...
she was disappointed.
Yes, deeply disappointed. She did not feel much grief over Fang Yuxuan and Mu Qing's deaths. It was not that she was
coldhearted; she had simply been through
too much. Since the apocalypse began, she had brought two children this far and faced death more than once or twice.
Of course, Mu Qing's death still
hurt her, but she was not overcome with grief.
In this apocalypse, anyone could die.
"Let's go back..."
She looked down at the dense masses of berserkers and half-zombies. Clearly, even if a miracle occurred, the two of them
could not escape. How many were there?
More than a million half-zombies and berserkers.
Countless half-zombies had been killed since the apocalypse began, but there was one thing everyone understood: half-zombies could
reproduce.
Their numbers would never fall. They would only keep growing.
The helicopter slowly turned toward the shelter. Fang Yun took one last look at the ground, where the two girls who should have returned this
afternoon were. Then she slowly closed
her eyes and murmured, so softly only she could hear...
"It seems she was only... capable of this much after all."
She had barely finished speaking when a sudden, thunderous boom made her eyes fly open.
Boom!!!
"What happened?"
She was asking the pilot up front. In the helicopter, the rotors made everything so noisy
that she could barely hear anything. But
that boom had come through loud and clear.
"Below us! The radar shows something huge down there... It's alive! A biological signature... Seven-Star!"
"What!? Weren't all the Seven-Star Mutants supposed to have gone inland?