Lei’s team stared dumbfounded, asking in shock.
However, his inquiry would ultimately go unanswered.
"Lei, look at the kind of zombie he’s hunting. Remember how we had to use tanks to bomb them just to kill them?"
A soldier pointed toward the distance, where a Tyrant appeared.
But in their eyes, the kind of zombie that required tank shelling was simply beheaded with a single sword strike by the opponent, just like dealing with ordinary zombies.
Moreover, they had once lost several comrades and even had a tank split in two by the scythe-like hands of that kind of zombie.
At this moment, their mouths hung open.
It was as if they were witnessing an incredibly unbelievable scene.
Lin Fan swung Frostmourne, rapidly harvesting the zombies around him. Any kind of zombie that appeared before him was simply taken down.
"Terrifying, there’s even a Hunter."
He saw a Hunter with a tail, moving like an animal. This kind of zombie had forty points, clearly indicating its formidable level.
Having such zombies appear near the base was a challenge even for fully armed soldiers.
Besides, it wasn’t just Hunters.
All sorts of messy Evolutionary Zombies were there; it was practically a gathering of Evolutionary Zombies.
"My God, why are there all kinds of zombies?"
As Lin Fan hunted, his expression grew solemn. He continually hunted zombies in Huang City, preventing many Evolutionary Zombies from getting a chance to evolve before he killed them.
Meanwhile, the zombies outside received stable development and were able to evolve towards ultimate forms.
Faced with this situation,
he grew even more determined to swiftly clear the zombies in Huang City and then spend time clearing the zombies outside. He absolutely couldn’t let the zombies continue to develop.
He worried about more terrifying entities emerging among the zombies. If there came a time when he couldn’t handle them, what would he do?
Although such thoughts were somewhat paranoid,
it was necessary to prepare for the worst.
At that moment, a huge shadow cast over him.
He looked up and was startled to see a giant zombie, five to six meters tall.
Lin Fan didn’t immediately kill it but instead sped up to eliminate the surrounding zombies, creating an absolute safe zone.
He picked up his camera to point it at the giant zombie.
"Cooperate with me, let me take a photo."
Lin Fan was confident in his photography skills, having progressed from a novice to an expert through observation and practice.
Lin Fan pressed the shutter, capturing the zombies in front of him forever in his camera.
The giant zombie swung its fists, while Lin Fan agilely dodged, capturing shots from the side, the back, and various other angles. After confirming nothing was missed, he swung Frostmourne and effortlessly decapitated the giant zombie’s head.
The massive head fell through the air in a beautifully parabolic arc, ultimately landing on the ground and rolling, its pale eyes wide open in shock as if it couldn’t understand, even in death, how it could be so undignified.
The points were much higher than the Tyrant, indeed proving to be a troublesome zombie to deal with. If ordinary people encountered such zombies, they would truly struggle.
The sight of him just now killing the tank,
similarly left Lei’s team and others dumbfounded.
The zombies that had driven them into a corner were just type, bombarded by tank shells, which, even if they hit, didn’t cause much damage.
Who would have thought that such zombies could be killed so simply?
the number of zombies in the vicinity decreased more and more.
Though there seemed to be a large number of zombies, they were not enough for Lin Fan. For him, encountering zombies he had never seen before was a good thing, as it allowed him to record a comprehensive array of zombie types for the Zombie Album.
Lin Fan noticed the zombies that Lei’s team had seen earlier.
"Huh? These seemingly weak zombies are actually being protected by those I thought were difficult to deal with. It seems this is a very special zombie."
Without a second thought, he took his camera and captured the scene before him.
what followed was a solo photo session of it.
Hunters, Hybrid Zombies, Tyrants, and other zombies roared at Lin Fan.
The Tyrant, the most undignified, was pushed to the periphery but still pretended to be very fierce, roaring angrily.
Lin Fan waved to them. Roaring wouldn’t solve anything; only combat could.
As the group of zombies charged,
Lin Fan, holding Frostmourne, vibrated slightly. With a squelch, blood splattered, and the charging zombies were directly cleaved in two, creating a sight as tragic as could be.
Eventually, Lin Fan completely eliminated all the zombies around the base, leaving only the frail zombies still standing in front of him.
"You’re very different from other zombies. Although you don’t have a robust body, I still feel you’re quite distinctive."
As Lin Fan spoke, he continued to take photos of the zombie in front of him.
The frail zombie stared at Lin Fan. Its eyes weren’t the usual pale white but flickered red. In front of Lin Fan, it grabbed a zombie from the ground, simply pried open the head, and began to munch on the crystal inside.