Eerie Crying

This scene once again shattered the trio's understanding.

"Brother Wang, what do we do now?"

Even Dongzi, who had been so fierce just moments ago, was now out of ideas.

Wang Cong frowned deeply.

"No choice. We can only bet that they can't fire their crossbows!"

"Alright! Then let's fight them!"

Dongzi agreed.

At that moment, Lin Dong had already given the order to fire.

Whoosh!

The Doctor Zombie's shot was incredibly precise. One bolt struck true, piercing straight through Dongzi's forehead and sending his whole body falling backward.

"What the fuck..."

Wang Cong's eyes nearly split with rage.

Clearly, he had lost the bet...

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The other two bolts also shot over. The Female Athlete Zombie was equally accurate, her arrow piercing one man's throat and killing him in a single strike.

Only the Fitness Coach Zombie, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, seemed a little dim-witted. His arrow struck Wang Cong in the chest and pierced his lung.

"Ah—"

Wang Cong let out a pained roar and toppled to the ground from the force.

He had just begun struggling to get up.

But the Coach Zombie let out a vicious howl and rushed forward, pinning him down without biting him.

Because zombies were like wolves.

Without an order from the Zombie King, they would not directly feast on their prey.

Wang Cong clenched his teeth.

At last, he understood. These zombies were organized and disciplined, and their king was Lin Dong!

"Does that mean... they possess some intelligence and can understand what I'm saying?"

Wang Cong analyzed the situation in his mind and endured the pain as he spoke.

"Please! Spare my life! I had my reasons too... Please, as long as you let me go, I'll do anything!"

Lin Dong walked over step by step.

He stopped in front of Wang Cong.

Then he reached out and grabbed the crossbow bolt in his chest.

With a sudden tug, he pulled it out.

Splat!

Blood immediately gushed out in streams.

"Ah—"

Wang Cong screamed in pain again, fear filling his heart. What exactly did this strange zombie want to do?

Lin Dong waved a hand and took a straw from his storage space.

"Huh????"

Wang Cong was completely dumbfounded.

But he seemed to have vaguely guessed what Lin Dong intended to do next.

I wonder how much energy blood contains...

Lin Dong pondered this. After all, he had never tried it before.

So, he inserted the straw into Wang Cong's wound.

But Lin Dong soon frowned.

"Blegh!"

He turned his head and spat out the crimson liquid.

"This guy's too fat. He has high blood lipids..."

Seeing this, Wang Cong was even more confused.

Even zombies disliked his blood?

Could it be...

That Lin Dong would let him go because of that?

But in the next second, Wang Cong's lucky hopes were crushed. A hideous mouth was already biting toward his neck.

Lin Dong gave the order to kill.

The three underlings had been starving and were long since impatient. They were not picky eaters at all.

Before long.

The bloody feast was over.

Blood stained the corners of the three underlings' mouths. They still wanted more, but their loyalty toward Lin Dong had grown even stronger than before, to the point of admiration.

Following the boss meant there was meat to eat!

"Ring-ring-ring-ring, ring-ring-ring-ring!"

At that moment, a phone began ringing.

"Who uses such a tacky ringtone?"

Lin Dong glanced over and discovered that the sound came from a pocket in the clothes on the ground. It was Wang Cong's.

He picked up the phone and answered it.

A man's threatening voice unexpectedly came through.

"Wang Cong! I advise you not to play any tricks. Hurry up and bring the supplies back. Your wife is in my hands. If you don't bring back the supplies... hehehe..."

Hearing this, Lin Dong understood.

So Wang Cong had been forced by someone else to search for supplies.

No wonder...

He had said that he had his reasons.

"Hello? Hello? Wang Cong, say something! Don't play dead with me! Let me have you listen to your wife's voice!"

The person on the other end continued threatening him.

A woman's cries came through as well.

"Husband! Save me! They're monsters! Boohoohoo~~~~"

But upon hearing that, Lin Dong directly hung up.

What a coincidence...

He was a monster too...

Still, Lin Dong felt he could look into where those people were hiding.

After all, living people counted as supplies too.

They could be categorized as...

Takeout Headquarters...

Lin Dong fiddled with the phone and quickly found a clue through Wang Cong's text messages and WeChat chat history.

Takeout Headquarters was located at a construction site.

Wang Cong had previously been a minor foreman there.

He often exploited the workers.

So he was a particularly ruthless person.

After reading the messages, Lin Dong casually tossed the phone downstairs. He only silently memorized the location; there was no rush to pick up the "takeout."

Because he still did not want to go outside.

Although Lin Dong was already very strong and had three fairly capable underlings.

He still wanted to lie low for a few more days.

Who knew what was out there???

After returning home, he changed into slippers, washed his hands again, then went to the dining table to continue absorbing energy.

He turned on the television as well, eating while watching.

He was exceptionally relaxed and comfortable.

After eating for five hours, he was finally full. As his body continued to strengthen, the amount of meat he could digest kept increasing.

At first, Lin Dong needed two cows a day. Now, he needed four cows every day.

After eating, Lin Dong took a hot bath and changed into a set of white pajamas.

Then he washed the clothes he had taken off.

Once he had finished everything, Lin Dong sat contentedly on the sofa, preparing to watch television for a while.

By then, night had fallen outside. The streets were still a wreck, filled with the stench of blood and decay.

Countless zombies wandered about.

Searching for prey barely clinging to life.

Yet this chaotic apocalypse seemed to have nothing to do with Lin Dong.

He stayed hidden in his cozy little home.

Living in complete comfort.

"Ooh... ooh... ooooooooooh~~~"

But just then, a woman's choked sobs suddenly rang out through the building.

The crying was exceptionally mournful and sorrowful, echoing through the pitch-black night without end.

Crying in the apocalypse.

It sounded utterly eerie.

An ordinary person would have been frightened out of their wits upon hearing it, but Lin Dong merely curled his lip. He felt no fear whatsoever and was even a little disgusted.

Because the sound came from his underling, the Female Athlete Zombie.

Did this one evolve emotions? Why is she crying now?

Lin Dong thought to himself.

He figured that the Female Zombie had evolved after eating flesh and blood today, developing basic emotions. It was not all that strange.

Perhaps even...

Once zombies evolved to a certain level, they could possess intelligence just like humans.

But that would probably require S-rank.

Of course, it was also related to a zombie's aptitude. For example, that clever Doctor Zombie might develop extremely high intelligence before reaching S-rank.

It seemed the Female Zombie was not weak either. She had already developed basic emotions...

"Let's go see what she's crying about."

Lin Dong was somewhat curious. It was a way to pass the time anyway.

So he opened the door and headed downstairs...