Chita Core.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Standing above the bottomless, gigantic Underground Cellar, Lin An gripped a Zombie's head in his left hand and held a sword in his right, calmly watching the hordes of Zombies leap from the high platform as if they were diving.
Amid the successive sounds of flesh smashing apart, the Chita Zombies that jumped down like suicides instantly became puddles of minced flesh.
As more Zombies leaped down, the entire rectangular Underground Cellar seemed to pile up into a mountain of flesh.
They leaped down one floor after another. Tens of millions of Chita Zombies continuously returned from outside, then jumped into the Underground Cellar without hesitation, merging with the other Zombies.
Viewed from above, this place looked like a gigantic mass of red minced flesh.
"Team Leader Lin, can this really hold them all?"
With his mouth agape, Bear Dunce looked nauseated as he watched the Chita Zombies pile up layer by layer.
No matter what, these had once possessed human appearances. The bizarre scene of them stacked together was truly a tremendous shock.
"It can."
"A Zombie's density is 1,000 kilograms per cubic meter. Roughly sixteen people occupy one cubic meter."
"Once compressed properly, fitting twenty people into one cubic meter won't be a problem."
"Compressing ten million Zombies into Flesh Balls would only take 500,000 cubic meters, which amounts to a spherical mass roughly five square kilometers in size."
As he spoke, Lin An calmly pointed toward the center for Zhang Tie:
"Bounce a couple of times and use the Earthquake skill to level out the Zombies there."
Zhang Tie:
Six hours later.
Zhang Tie, constantly dry-heaving, stepped on several Zombie faces, feeling numb. He felt as if he had become a pile driver and lost his soul.
To put all the Chita