Insect Rain

Tech Company led the world in technology. It had once launched rockets into outer space, maintained partnerships with many countries, and controlled enormous resources.

The one in Jiangbei City was merely a branch, yet it was still thriving in this apocalypse.

Tech Company probably has quite a few good things...

Lin Dong began making plans.

But Tech Company had at least a thousand Awakened. Although Lin Dong was strong, he had not yet reached the point of being invincible in the world. On his own, he could not wipe them all out.

Even if he brought Tank, Little Eight, Doctor, and two thousand Elite Zombies, they might not be able to charge their way in.

Unless he could command a million-strong Zombie Tide. Then he could charge whoever he wanted!

Perhaps... it was time to expand his territory.

Lin Dong's more than two thousand underlings only controlled the area around this building. He had recruited them in the first place merely so he could hide out at home without being disturbed.

Now, Lin Dong had begun considering raising an army and expanding his domain.

Over the next few days.

Lin Dong continued eating flesh and drinking blood, absorbing all five Crystal Cores. His strength rose by another large margin.

The range of his Corpse Domain expanded. At full power, it could now last twenty minutes, and its might had become even more formidable.

Night fell.

Darkness blanketed the Earth. A blood moon hung high at the horizon, dyeing the sky a deep crimson. It was another night of slaughter.

The area around the building had been far from peaceful these past few days.

Zombies from other territories often wandered over.

They snarled at Tank and the others, their provocation unmistakable.

The two groups of zombies frequently tore into each other.

Of course, Tank was not one to indulge troublemakers. He smashed the heads of those outsider zombies to pieces.

At that moment, Lin Dong stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, staring into the darkness outside.

A series of squeaks suddenly rang out from the wreckage-strewn street. Then pairs of eerie green eyes appeared, glittering with bloodthirsty light.

A swarm of huge rats crawled out of the sewers by the roadside, each one as large as a piglet.

The rats screeched strangely, their nostrils twitching as if searching for prey. They quickly locked onto the zombies below the building, then rushed forward in a pack, leaping onto the zombies and tearing at them with their sharp teeth.

Roar—

That zombie was covered in huge rats, its body swaying as it let out agonized howls.

It did not hold out for long.

It collapsed to the ground.

Then the rats devoured it clean, as though it had melted into the swarm.

These mutated beasts could treat zombies as food.

But the sounds of tearing flesh immediately alerted the other zombies. They charged over and attacked the huge rats.

Yet the rats were nimble, darting and weaving back and forth with extraordinary agility. They were difficult to catch.

They even kept side-hopping around, toying with the zombies.

The zombies were so enraged that they screeched wildly.

But just as the rats were reveling in their triumph, a figure like the wind suddenly appeared. With a sweep of her sharp five-fingered claws, she cut the rats into six pieces.

It was the Female Zombie, Little Eight.

With her speed and footwork, she could utterly crush those rats. Wearing a strange smile, she treated killing rats like a game.

And that was not all.

Another burly figure appeared beneath the night sky. He grabbed a rat in his huge hands and began tightening his fingers. No matter how the rat kicked frantically in midair or shrieked piercingly, it was useless. In the end, he crushed it alive.

Tank licked the rat blood from his hand, his face full of excitement.

Then he charged forward again, stomping one rat into a pulp, or grabbing one and twisting with both hands, wrenching it brutally in half.

Tank's posture and movements were much like snapping a Cucumber...

The rats were terrified and began scattering in every direction. Before long, they vanished into the darkness, their swarm completely dispersed.

Hehehehe~~~

Tank chuckled foolishly, carrying two dripping rats as he jogged into a nearby alley. Then he gnawed on them as though eating watermelon.

Blood splattered everywhere, smearing his face with juice...

He did not dare gnaw on them openly by the street, because Lin Dong had told him to eat less dirty stuff. That was all junk food.

If the boss saw him, he might be disgusted.

Rat attacks and zombie provocations like this had occurred often over the past few days. Lin Dong had grown accustomed to them and could not be bothered to interfere.

Early the next morning.

Heavy clouds blanketed the sky, black as ink. Before long, rain began pouring down.

But these raindrops were anything but ordinary. Mixed within the water were strands of black insects falling from the sky.

It was an insect rain.

The insects were about the size of pinkies. They struck the streets and abandoned vehicles with crackling taps.

Before long, they covered everything in a dense mass.

Hiss...

Su Xiaorou, inside the room, could not help drawing in a sharp breath. Her scalp tingled. The strange occurrences of the apocalypse were becoming more and more bizarre. It was actually raining insects. Who knew what else might happen in the future...

Lin Dong gazed out the window, frowning slightly.

The weather was truly terrible today...

But before the apocalypse, television had once reported "fish rain" in some places. Tornadoes had swept fish into the sky, only for them to fall back down later.

This "insect rain" was probably much the same.

Only, these insects differed from ordinary ones. Their mouths were ringed with sharp teeth, and they burrowed into zombie flesh.

Zombies that had once moved with agile bodies became stiff after the insects crawled inside them, as if they had lost control of their own bodies.

Fortunately, Lin Dong's underlings were all elites with extremely high intelligence. Before the insects could burrow into their bodies, they plucked them out directly. Some even stuffed them into their mouths and chewed heartily.

Tank especially had thick skin and tough flesh. He was not afraid of the insects at all. He grabbed a handful and dumped them all into his mouth like crispy noodles he had eaten as a child.

Perhaps he found them quite tasty...

So he raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and aimed it at the sky as though drinking rainwater.

Ah—

Thank you for nature's gift...

The insect rain ended after only a few minutes, leaving insects everywhere on the streets outside.

They disliked sunlight, so to avoid it, they burrowed into sewers, soil, and corners of walls.

In the alley beside the building.

Tank's burly body squatted at the base of a wall. He reached down, grabbed a handful of insects, and popped them into his mouth one by one like sunflower seeds.

Little Eight and Doctor walked over and tilted their heads as they looked at him.

"Hey, the boss said we weren't allowed to eat junk food."

Shh!

Tank made a silencing gesture, meaning keep it quiet, don't make a sound. Then he held the insects in his hand out to Little Eight.

Little Eight tilted her head and examined them for a moment.

She seemed to find them rather appetizing.

So she picked up an insect and put it in her mouth for a taste.

"Mmm, really fragrant!"

Then she squatted by the wall with Tank and began "cracking sunflower seeds," like children secretly sneaking snacks.

Doctor folded his arms and leaned against the wall, completely speechless at the two zombies.

"You'll be discovered by the boss."

"We won't... the boss likes staying in his room. He hardly ever comes out."

Little Eight said.

She seemed to know Lin Dong quite well.

But just as she spoke, a sinister face suddenly appeared at the entrance to the alley.