"Boss, I think I smell humans!"
One of the elite underlings beside him spoke.
Crocodile Tyrant sniffed the air. As a crocodilian Fused Zombie King, his sense of smell was exceptionally sharp.
"Mm. These humans are pretty clever. The moment they saw me come out, they all ran away. But... we can't let them off so easily. Chase them!"
"Got it!"
The underlings answered in unison, letting out roars before crawling out of the swamp and following the human scent, leaving trails of mud behind them.
Crocodile Tyrant had quite a few subordinates—an entire Myriad Zombie Horde. They made for a vast and formidable force.
At that moment, there really was a group of humans racing ahead. They were all awakened ones from the Tech Company.
They were carrying out Wang Rong's order—"Lure the Crocodile Out of the Mountain!"
Hearing the zombies roaring behind them, feeling the earth shake, and listening to the chaotic footsteps, they were immensely satisfied.
"Good, good, good! Very good!"
The A Rank Speed Type awakened one leading them secretly rejoiced.
At first, he had thought the zombies' territorial instincts were too strong for them to pursue, but things had turned out surprisingly smoothly.
"We need to control our speed and lead them to Xiang'an City."
"Mm, no problem!"
The subordinates agreed. Neither hurrying nor slowing down, they maintained a moderate pace as they headed toward Xiang'an City.
This made Crocodile Tyrant extremely uncomfortable. The humans always seemed to be right in front of him, yet he could never catch them. When he sped up, they sped up; when he slowed down, they slowed down. They always kept a distance of around two hundred meters.
It was like a dog with a bone dangling in front of it—able to smell it but not eat it. The