He Mingxuan stared in shock.
He suddenly saw Chen Zhiyong behind, Sun Neng smiling with a glint reflecting off his glasses, through which could be seen his chilling gaze.
It was he who was stabbing the neck with a pen.
Chen Zhiyong seemed not to have expected it, trying to turn his head.
Sun Neng pulled out the pen, blood spurting from the neck, then fiercely stabbed Chen Zhiyong’s neck again, his actions domineering, sharp, and ruthless, showing not a hint of hesitation.
"Why... why?" Chen Zhiyong really hadn’t expected Sun Neng to actually kill him.
Sun Neng leaned in, whispering sinisterly into Chen Zhiyong’s ear, "You damn well know I had some beef with him, yet you let him touch another woman in front of me. Are you trying to humiliate me? If I don’t kill you, do you expect me to just watch?"
He angrily stabbed the neck again.
Blood sprayed all over the ground.
He Mingxuan, eyes wide and mouth agape, truly hadn’t expected Sun Neng to make a move; he had been wondering what if Chen Zhiyong still wanted to kill them, what should he do. But now, it seemed he no longer needed to worry about that.
Sun Neng picked up the gun off the ground, walked up to He Mingxuan, his hand stained with blood as he wiped it on his clothes.
"I told you, I could help you. I saw through your ambition long ago, but you’re too slow and couldn’t think of a good plan. I even hinted to you that he and Cao Yan were together, and yet you still couldn’t think of what to do, forcing me to lead them to the abandoned warehouse. You really are cowardly."
Sun Neng then caressed He Mingxuan’s face, "I know you hate me, but don’t even think about killing me. Only I know the code to the weapons storage now that he’s dead. Without weapons, you can’t subdue the people here."
He Mingxuan stood there like a block of wood.
Staring in horror at Sun Neng.
He had always regarded Sun Neng as a sickly, incompetent pervert.
But he truly hadn’t expected him to be capable of such an act.
"That is a Monitoring Zombie."
Lin Fan, having cleared a area of zombies, saw a zombie in the distance standing foolishly in the corner, staring back at him.
If he hadn’t seen one before,
he might have mistaken it for a regular zombie and cut it down.
"Following the Monitoring Zombie could lead to an encounter with Evolutionary Zombies. Last time, it was a juvenile Spiritual Zombie; this time, who knows what I’ll encounter."
Lin Fan walked towards the Monitoring Zombie.
The enemy advances, I retreat.
This is the tactic of the Monitoring Zombies.
"Don’t be scared, lead me to your boss," Lin Fan said to the Monitoring Zombie.
He knew zombies couldn’t understand human language.
It was just something he said out of habit.
He now understood the situation in He City; what they referred to as He City was a zombie territory, filled with zombies and even many Evolutionary Zombies. It made sense, considering how rarely Evolutionary Zombies appeared in his area, simply because he kept sweeping through zombies, giving them no chance to evolve.
As he continued venturing into unvisited areas, the number of Evolutionary Zombies gradually increased.
While following the Monitoring Zombie,
he looked at the crystals in his bag.
All were white crystals, similar to those from strength-type or speed-type zombies. If he could encounter the dreadful Tyrant Zombie, he might obtain a Black Crystal.
Different colored crystals contained different energies.
whenever zombies in the vicinity rushed at him, the Monitoring Zombie just stood quietly in place, watching, almost as if contemplating whether the human following it would be torn to pieces.
After Lin Fan easily dealt with them,
the Monitoring Zombie resumed moving.
he saw the Monitoring Zombie enter a shopping mall.
Many zombies crowded the entrance of the mall, seemingly under the command of the Monitoring Zombie. This group of zombies turned their gray-white eyes uniformly towards Lin Fan, who had just arrived.
Hissing, they rapidly lunged at Lin Fan.
"Such irascible fellows, showing no understanding of their own doomed paths, willing to obey the commands of other zombies... oh well, rest in peace."
Lin Fan drew his sword, beginning his routine of slashing day after day.
When not facing any immediate danger, he preferred to leisurely stroll through his slashing, allowing him to observe the gruesome faces of zombies, contemplating human nature’s ugliness, thus deeply understanding how rare and valuable the hopeful survivors in this apocalypse were.
Blood and flesh splattered.
The howls of ordinary zombies were useless. In the face of the Sword of Justice, any resistance was futile.
Lin Fan swung his sword, splitting the head from the body, which fell in two pieces to the ground.
He walked into the mall.
In the dimly lit environment, the hall was very quiet, everything was a mess, the aisles and walls were smeared with various unknown sticky substances. Any survivor entering here would likely hesitate to venture further inside.
Zombie howls came from all directions, along with vibration noises from above. He looked up and saw the Monitoring Zombie standing in front of the top-floor railing, silently watching.
zombies jumped from the second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth floors, seemingly intent on crushing him severely.
This scene was truly astonishing.
Lin Fan grasped Frostmourne, his eyes fierce, swinging his sword, the silvery blade forming a large net, covering the zombies falling from above.