Chapter 101: Minor Zombie Outbreak

Chapter 101: Minor Zombie Outbreak

He was now a married man, no longer part of the same group as these single zombie counterparts.

Bang! Bang! Bang! !!

The sound of gunfire from weapons like machine guns marked the beginning of the assault. With the barrage of bullets, all the ability users charged forward to slay the zombies.

Looking at the horde of zombies that were now within a hundred meters, Chu Chuan turned to Muzhilin.

"Brother Lin, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Muzhilin and Mu Shiqi rushed forward.

After days of practice, Mu Shiqi had begun to grasp the wind-based technique that Chu Chuan had taught her. Now, she could control a wind blade for combat. When she dashed out, a thin layer of spiritual energy enveloped her, and wind blades whizzed through the air with a whooshing sound, exuding an imposing presence.

Muzhilin's attacks primarily utilized the ancient tree's vines. His attack range and distance were clearly longer than Mu Shiqi's. The moment he charged, he began to manipulate his spiritual energy, precisely striking down the approaching zombies.

In the midst of the zombie crowd, black teleportation disks continuously appeared. From each disk emerged thick vines that aimed straight for the zombies' heads. The vine-like tendrils, with their razor-sharp teeth, devoured the zombies one by one with great delight.

Muzhilin observed the exuberant vines, aware that although he could now manipulate the ancient tree, he had yet to unleash its true power.

The dozen or so vines he had summoned were his current limit, not the tree's potential peak.

Focusing his mind, he knew he still had a long journey ahead. This was not enough!

From his storage pouch, he pulled out a sharp long blade and charged into the horde of zombies, hacking wildly. The blade soon became stained with the stench of zombie blood, and the handle grew slippery from the decaying fluid. With a burst of spiritual energy, slender vines emerged from thin air, tightly coiling around his grip on the knife.

Muzhilin's eyes gradually turned bloodshot from the slaughter. Putrid zombie fluids continuously dripped from the tip of his blade.

His body pulsated with adrenaline as he moved with increasing agility, each stroke of the razor-sharp blade leaving a blur in the air.

Chu Chuan closely watched Muzhilin, impressed by how he didn't flinch in the face of the overwhelming zombie swarm but instead fought with growing courage and ferocity. He couldn't help but praise inwardly: As expected of my Dao companion, Brother Lin is truly formidable.

While keeping an eye on Muzhilin, Chu Chuan diverted some of his mental energy to scan the zombies, searching for that unique zombie.

With such a multitude of zombies charging at them simultaneously, it was unlikely they were merely drawn by the scent of living beings. More probably, there was an intelligent zombie controlling them.

He was determined to find it.

At this moment, the two metahumans whom Jiang Li had dispatched to assist in guarding the south stood rooted to their spots.

They gaped at Muzhilin and his sister as they fearlessly weaved through the hordes of zombies, hacking wildly. For an instant, they were utterly stunned.

Damn! So fierce!

Was there even a need for them to help?

After observing for a while, the duo was at a loss on what to do. Charging over recklessly might disrupt the other party's rhythm. Instead of lending assistance, they might end up becoming liabilities.

"Shall we proceed?"

"I have no idea."

Suddenly, several swift zombies broke through the hail of gunfire from the west and charged in. The two individuals assisting in the south, noticing the shortage of manpower there, promptly rushed over to lend their support.

"Aoohh!!"

A zombie, its body decayed and both eyes reduced to hollow sockets, charged forward with outstretched arms. Upon seeing this, one of them clasped his hands together, instantly erecting a wall of earth before the undead creature. However, he barely had time to catch his breath.

The earthen wall crumbled with a thunderous "Boom!"

He was startled; not only was this zombie fast, but it also possessed greater strength than the others.

At that moment, another person manipulated the field's flora to entangle the intruding zombie. A melee fighter with metallic abilities then swung his great machete at it.

"Clang!" The machete sliced straight into the zombie's neck. However, just as everyone thought the creature would be defeated, the blade got stuck in its neck.

The metal ability user was incredulous; the zombie's bones were unexpectedly hard. He tried to pull the blade out, only to find it firmly lodged.

"Xiao Liù! Be careful!!"

Upon hearing his teammate's warning, the one called "Xiao Liù" kicked the zombie away, ready to abandon the machete and flee. But before he could, a squirming tentacle-like intestine snaked around his ankle.

Before he could react, he was dragged right into the horde of zombies.

"D*mn it!"

"Xiao Liù!!"

Earth Element users and Wood Element abilities holders cried out in shock, attempting to use their powers to save him. However, the intestinal tentacles moved too swiftly; within the blink of an eye, Xiao Liù was gone.

In the midst of the zombies, Xiao Liù was knocked down by one of them. Instinctively, he grabbed the zombie, trying to throw it off. But more zombies surrounded him, piercing his legs and body with painful bites. His brain convulsed from the agony as the zombie lunging on top of him went for his neck. He struggled fiercely, managing to prevent the zombie from biting his throat but losing his entire ear instead.

"Ahhhh!!"

The intense pain made him scream at the top of his lungs. He frantically kicked at the zombies, yet the sound of them chewing on his ear reverberated in his eardrums, pushing him to the brink of insanity.

A deafening explosion rang in his eardrums, plunging Xiao Liù into a ringing sensation.

He sensed the zombies on his body being taken down one by one, feeling a brief moment of relief. However, his blood-soaked body soon attracted even more zombies, their heightened frenzy fueled by the scent of fresh blood.

The thirty people in the convoy were already struggling against the horde of hundreds, if not thousands, of zombies. Now, with the undead in a frenzied state, their orderly battle plan crumbled, turning the situation into an even more challenging fight.

The Special Abilities Bureau was responsible for the north and east, leaving even the healing-type ability user Bai Luyun no choice but to wield weapons and slay zombies. As such, they had no spare hands to rescue the ability users under attack on the western front.

The situation wasn't any better for Chu Chuan and Muzhilin's group, who were in charge of the south.

Their team was the smallest, yet the zombie horde showed no signs of abating. As Chu Chuan kept an eye on Muzhilin while searching for the mastermind behind the zombie tide, he completely missed the western front's desperate retreat under the zombie assault.

The severe casualties incurred when they ventured deep into the zombie swarm to rescue Little Six disrupted Jiang Li's battle strategy significantly.

Frustrated, he barked an order, "Everyone, return to your positions immediately!"

Without their teammates' support, Little Six and the two who saved him were swiftly overwhelmed by the zombies once more, their anguished screams piercing through the air.

"Aaaaahhh!!"

Pinned down by the undead, despite using all their abilities, the trio couldn't escape being devoured. By the time their comrades, reorganized and armed with machine guns, unleashed their powers to clear the surrounding zombies, half their bodies had already been consumed. Though their chests still rose and fell, their end was near.

Just then, Chu Chuan finally located the mastermind zombie lurking within the horde. His eyes narrowed as he realized it was a psychic zombie - undoubtedly an easier "meal."

The psychic zombie seemed to sense that it had been discovered, lifting its gaze to meet Chu Chuan's. However, in that instant, its mind was pierced by Chu Chuan's mental power. Its glowing red eyes shrunk in disbelief as it realized its demise was imminent.

"Huhu... Why...?"

Chu Chuan blinked at the sound, a hint of confusion flickering across his face.

Why?

What why?

Did this zombie mistake him for one of its own again? Tsk, he was now a married man and had no business being lumped together with these bachelor zombies.

With that thought, he glanced at Muzhilin, his eyes brimming with affection. Then, invigorated, he delved into the zombie's mind with his mental energy, searching until he found the crystal core.

The moment the psychic zombie fell, the horde lost its leader. The once-menacing zombies now flailed their arms like headless chickens, screeching incoherently.

Both Cheng Bin and Jiang Li noticed the unusual behavior of the zombies. They immediately led their subordinates for the final showdown.

Without the psychic zombie's control, the fight became much easier.

In the midst of combat, Jiang Li stole a glance southward. He had initially been worried about entrusting the southern sector to Chu Chuan's team, but seeing Muzhilin and Mu Shiqi's relentless attacks, he was instantly silenced. He seemed to have misjudged them.

Miao Jinhe, from the Special Abilities Bureau, was exhausted from throwing talismans. Supporting himself on his knees, he panted as he gazed at the swaying green vines in the south, surprise etched on his face.

"Is this Mu person actually so skilled in combat?"

He had assumed that he was merely a pretty face beside Chu Chuan, but it seemed he was the weakest link in their group.

Scanning the four of them, his gaze ultimately settled on Chu Yi.

Wait, there was still an ordinary person among them. He could at least rank second to last.

An hour later...

The minor zombie horde finally came to an end.

The once tranquil field was now a scene of devastation, filled with putrid corpses and bloodied limbs.

Mu Shiqi was utterly exhausted, collapsing amidst the zombies and closing her eyes to rest. The others were in a similar state; as ability users, they weren't afraid of contracting infections from zombie blood.

After expending their last bit of strength, they couldn't even muster the energy to move.

Muzhilin was also somewhat drained. Standing in place, he propped himself up with his long blade, swaying precariously. Just as he was about to fall, Chu Chuan promptly caught him.

"Brother Lin!"

"Let me lean on you."

Muzhilin leaned against Chu Chuan, confident that even if he placed all his weight on the man, Chu Chuan would hold him securely.

"You did great."

Unmindful of the zombie blood splattered on Muzhilin's cheek, Chu Chuan leaned in for a kiss but was blocked by Muzhilin raising his hand.

"Don't kiss, it's dirty."

Muzhilin didn't want Chu Chuan to taste the zombie fluid on his face. If the man dared to lick it, he would never want to kiss him again.

Fortunately, Chu Chuan was obedient and didn't insist on kissing as he usually did.

Chu Chuan squatted down, supporting Muzhilin's shoulder with his left hand while looping his right arm under Muzhilin's knees, openly scooping him up horizontally in full view of everyone.

"You can kiss me after we clean up."

As Chu Chuan spoke, he retrieved the motorhome and gently lifted Muzhilin inside. Unnoticed, a tendril stealthily followed them.

With a vigilant gaze, Chu Chuan observed the vine, only to see it reveal a dense cluster of teeth. It then began spitting out crystal nuclei like a machine gun.

Chu Chuan: "..."

——

Muzhilin's spiritual energy was somewhat depleted, and this could be both advantageous and disadvantageous for a cultivator.

The downside is that if not replenished promptly, it could damage one's Spirit Root, and with the current weakened state, it makes one vulnerable to assassination.

On the other hand, the advantage lies in the fact that such overexertion of spiritual energy can greatly stimulate one's potential. Of course, overexertion should be kept within reasonable limits; otherwise, there's a risk of permanently damaging the Spirit Root.

To replenish Muzhilin's spiritual energy, Chu Chuan shut the RV door, drew the curtains, and rushed towards the washroom while carrying him.

With a wave of his hand, crystal nuclei tumbled out, piling up into a small hill half a meter high in the washroom.

"Chu Chuan... Wait!"

Muzhilin shuddered all over, his leg resting on the sink instantly tensing up, and his rounded toes curling in response.

Chu Chuan was thoroughly intrigued.

"Go on, take me!"

A surge of spiritual energy flowed into their bodies like a tidal wave, lifting Muzhilin's chin high as the corners of his eyes gradually flushed with a rosy hue.

Chu Chuan let out a long sigh.

"So soothing."

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"The Author's Note"