The next day!
A desolate wilderness.
"Work, work! This base station needs to be repaired quickly."
"The damage is really serious. It looks like it will take a lot of time."
The signal corps soldiers looked at the base station in front of them. Some of the communication equipment on it had fallen off, covered in dust. One look and you could tell it had been a while.
At the same time, there were some rotting corpses on the ground. Judging by the time, they had been there for a long time.
They must have fallen from a high place.
Everyone at the scene could imagine it: being chased by zombies with nowhere to run, they could only climb up the base station.
They thought they could escape to the heavens.
But the final result was still death.
Even without seeing it with their own eyes, they could still imagine how desperate they must have been at that time.
Zombies are mad dogs. Climbing high is useless. When the numbers reach a certain limit, they can still be pulled down.
Dam Thanh led a few Awakened to stand guard.
Repairing the base station was a very important matter. Don't look at it as if signal communication is useless in the apocalypse; in fact, its effect is very large.
The normal mobile phone number was left in the <
If someone fled to a repaired base station in an area covered by a signal.
They could make a direct call.
Even if surrounded by an army of thousands, rescue could arrive in an instant. It was unknown how many people could be saved.
"Slow down, pay attention to safety."
Dam Thanh reminded them, to prevent any danger from happening during their work in the air. Falling down was no joke.
"Got it."
The signal corps soldiers who had climbed up laughed and replied. Their profession was this line of work.
Dam Thanh, observing the surroundings, stood there smoking and waiting. The waiting process was a bit boring.
Not long after.
His ability had been raised to the sixth stage, and his hearing was extremely sensitive. He frowned slightly as a familiar sound came through.
"Ugh... ugh..."
"Ugh... ugh..."
Only zombies could make this kind of sound.
The signal corps soldiers repairing the equipment on the base station saw the situation in the distance with a single glance. "Brother Dam, zombies are coming."
It was very normal to encounter zombies when going out for repairs. They had encountered many during this period. Basically, they didn't need to worry.
"Oh, it's fine. You guys continue with your work. Just leave it to me."
Dam Thanh extinguished his cigarette butt, jumped onto the roof of the armored car, looked into the distance, and saw the limping, wandering zombies.
"The fun is here."
If others encountered this situation, they would definitely be scared out of their wits.
But for Dam Thanh, the waiting process was dull and uninteresting. To be able to have a close contact with the zombies, the joy was incomparable.
Icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in a snowstorm.
This group of zombies was the charcoal sent in a snowstorm.
It had to be said that the Awakened raised by Lam Pham were all arrogant, no longer taking zombies seriously. This change stemmed from the enhancement of their strength.
Dam Thanh casually swung his steel spear. The force was full, and the friction with the air produced a muffled sound.
He jumped down and landed on the ground.
Waiting for the zombies to arrive.
In an instant.
The wandering zombies that arrived saw the human in front of them and instantly became ferocious, their expressions becoming extremely terrifying.
One by one, the zombies charged forward like mad dogs.
"They're all just a bunch of normal zombies."
Dam Thanh even started to be picky, a little disdainful that the charging zombies weren't very strong.
As the zombies approached, he brandished his steel spear. With a move, "Sweeping the Army," he viciously swept at the zombies' waists. The immense force erupted, instantly sending the zombies in the front row flying.
Their flesh was mangled, their waists broken, connected only by threads of blood.
If it were the past Dam Thanh dealing with normal zombies, he would have needed to use his footwork. How could it be like now, where a casual swing of his spear could create such destructive force?
Thump!
Thump!
The reinforced steel spear in Dam Thanh's hand was like an extension of his own arm. A casual swing had the force of a thousand-man army. Any zombie it touched would have its entire body cracked, its internal organs directly bursting out.
"With my current strength, a casual strike is something my past self might not have been able to unleash even with all my might. As expected, the gap between ability levels is very large."
Dam Thanh continuously tested his own strength.
If the steel spear in his hand hadn't been reinforced.
With his strength, a casual swing would not only break the zombies, but even the steel spear in his hand would be snapped.
As a Strength Awakened, he knew that in the early stages, this ability was relatively weak, but as the ability leveled up, the advantage of the strength ability completely erupted.
The signal corps soldiers on the base station watched the situation below.
They were full of admiration.
"Brother Dam is really strong. The zombies can't even get close to him."
"As expected. Lao Chung also mentioned it when we were chatting. Brother Dam is a martial artist, and his ability has been raised to the sixth stage. The strength that erupts from him is no joke."
"Mm-hmm..."
The stronger their companions, the more at ease they were.
The feeling of being protected was really good.
Then they continued to bury themselves in their repair work.
At this time, the more Dam Thanh killed, the more exhilarating it became. He finally understood the feeling of a master in a wuxia movie, with internal energy reinforcement, unleashing a ultimate move.
Although he didn't have internal energy, when his strength reached a certain level, the force of the wind generated by a casual swing of his steel spear could kill any approaching zombie.
In a short while.
The nearly hundred normal zombies from just now were all lying on the ground, either exploded or broken. Not a single one had a complete body.
"The advantage of numbers is useless against an Awakened who has been raised to a certain level."
Dam Thanh shook his head. In the past, when the number of normal zombies reached a certain point, it would make the living despair. After all, the number was too large, and it was really very difficult to deal with.
But now, the advantage of numbers was completely gone.
Just as he was thinking of having another cigarette to take a breather.
A black shadow shot out at high speed.
"Hmm... a sneak attack?"
Dam Thanh was quick-witted and reacted quickly. He swung his spear, and with a clash, he directly sent the attacking black shadow flying.
He looked closely.
"A Flash-Eater."
It crawled on all fours, had no eyes, its entire body was made of flesh and tissue, strong and powerful.
It was the zombie recorded in the illustrated handbook.
The crystal was brown.
"I've met a worthy opponent." Dam Thanh smiled, raised his steel spear, and pointed it at the zombie. This was the kind of zombie he would have avoided in the past, a type he couldn't deal with.
But now, he was full of confidence.
He didn't think he was no match for it.
"Come on, let me see your ability." Dam Thanh looked like he was laughing, but in reality, his expression became grave, and he prepared for battle.
"Roar!"
The Flash-Eater roared, its flexible tongue, covered with reverse barbs, coiled towards him. This was one of the Flash-Eater's common killing moves. The powerful and tough tongue could bind a target, then twist and break its bones, pulling it in front to be torn to shreds.
In the past, Dam Thanh might not have been able to see the tongue's attack path clearly. After all, the speed was really too fast. His eyes could see it, but his brain's reaction couldn't keep up.
But now, there was no such situation.
With the improvement of his ability, all aspects of his body's qualities had been enhanced.
Puff!
The angle of the steel spear in Dam Thanh's hand was very tricky. With a shake and a thrust, it directly pinned the tongue to the ground.
The Flash-Eater pulled its tongue out, blood flowing from the wound.
In just one encounter, its tongue had been injured.
A trace of vigilance appeared in the Flash-Eater's tyrannical eyes.
Thump!
It used all four limbs, circling around Dam Thanh at high speed, searching for the best position to hunt the prey before it.
Clang!
In an instant.
As the Flash-Eater attacked, Dam Thanh raised his steel spear to block its tough and sharp claws, clashing with the Flash-Eater's strength.
The Flash-Eater's strength was very strong. If Dam Thanh's ability hadn't been upgraded, he would definitely have been knocked to the ground by the Flash-Eater this time, falling into a disadvantage.
Dam Thanh raised one leg and kicked the Flash-Eater away. His leg, covered by the battle armor, was extremely hard. The force that erupted from the kick was something even the Flash-Eater couldn't withstand.
It rolled a few times after landing.
Dam Thanh seized the opportunity, leaped high, and thrust his spear at the Flash-Eater.
Rumble!
The tip of the spear hit the ground, and the ground exploded, creating a deep pit with a diameter of about three to four meters.
He missed.
After he landed, the Flash-Eater had run very fast, directly dodging his attack. Otherwise, it would have definitely been blasted to a pulp.
"Such fast speed. Its strength and speed are both very impressive. Is this the ability of a brown crystal zombie?"
Dam Thanh felt that this kind of zombie was a monster.
But the zombies Lam Pham dealt with were often much more powerful than this.
Dam Thanh continued to attack fiercely. For the Flash-Eater, Dam Thanh, who had a stable set of moves, was a huge threat. He was not like an ordinary Awakened, who had no structure and could only fight by feeling.
He knew what to do next with every spear thrust.
It could be said that he was forcing the Flash-Eater to make its next move, and he had been waiting for a long time, just for that moment.
A moment later.
Thud!
The Flash-Eater, now a mangled mess of flesh and blood, crashed to the ground. Looking at its current state, you could see its internal organs had been shattered, which was enough to prove how terrifying the attack it had just received was.
Dam Thanh touched his abdomen, which was covered by the battle armor. The armor had some scratches.
He, who had been in the upper hand just now, had still been scratched by the Flash-Eater.
This showed that the Flash-Eater was indeed very strong.
Not as weak as imagined.
He used his steel spear to cut open its head, took out a brown crystal, and his harvest was quite good. He returned to the roof of the armored car, sat on it smoking. The battle just now had made his body a little hot. Sometimes, intense movement was very good.
It could liven up the body.
"Brother Dam, is it all taken care of?" a signal corps soldier asked.
Dam Thanh said: "It's taken care of. You guys continue with your work. Take your time, no need to rush."
"Alright."
He puffed out clouds of smoke, then another cigarette. His mind and body were extremely happy.
. . .
"The place where they got separated from their companions is here, but where should I look for them?"
Lam Pham searched aimlessly.
He didn't know if those people were still alive.
But the situation in the south, he could only look around first. If he was lucky enough to run into them, that would be a fortunate thing.
Not long after.
He arrived at a city, the same city where he had killed the Creator before. There were not many zombies here.
Obviously, the Creator had summoned a group of zombies before.
Walking in the deserted city.
It wasn't quiet.
The sound of "Ugh, ugh" could be heard.
There were still zombies active.
He stopped.
He looked at a shop on the side.
This was a small supermarket. The sound he had just heard came from inside. It turned out to be a zombie whose lower half was crushed by a shelf, so it could only lie on the ground and scream.
You didn't need to think to know that it had probably been crushed right when the apocalypse broke out.
To be crushed until now was truly miserable.
Encountering this kind of situation that needed help, he didn't think he would just stand by and watch. Instead, he should truly display the demeanor of a new era man.
"It must be very uncomfortable to be crushed. Don't worry, I'll help you."
Lam Pham lifted the shelf that was crushing the zombie.
As if he had done a good deed, his mood improved a lot.
He had always held no ill will towards zombies. As long as a zombie didn't show any malicious intent, he was generally willing to have a good exchange with it.
If he killed any zombie he saw,
Then there would be no Officer Hoang, Dong Dong, or Zombie Emperor Vuong Tu Hien.
After he lifted the shelf, the crushed zombie felt as if it had been given a new lease on life. It wanted to stand up, but its lower half had been crushed for too long and was already broken. When it moved, its lower half stayed in place, pulling out long threads of blood with its upper half.
The half-bodied zombie's hands were very flexible. It growled and crawled towards Lam Pham at high speed.
Lam Pham looked down and lamented, what a resilient zombie.
A tenacious zombie.
The zombie tugged at Lam Pham's trouser leg, its viscous mouth gaping open, wanting to bite Lam Pham's leg.
Puff!
He stomped on the zombie's head, crushing it.
"As expected, I was thinking too much. I'm friendly to you, but you only want to eat me."
Lam Pham picked up a can of coke from the ground, opened it with a psst, and gulped it down. He glanced at the messy small supermarket, walked out, and continued forward.
Walking on, the zombies around gradually increased.
The number of zombies in a city was often in the millions, or even tens of millions. This depended on the city's population.
"Ugh, ugh..."
"Ugh, ugh..."
When the zombies discovered Lam Pham's figure, it was as if they had seen delicious flesh and blood. They swarmed over.
Lam Pham slowly drew his Frostmourne, didn't swing it, but aimed the tip of the blade at the ground. The moment it touched, with him as the center, frost covered the area. The running zombies were covered by the frost, starting from their feet, it spread rapidly, and in an instant, they turned into ice sculptures.
The zombies turned into ice sculptures sparkled.
Even a zombie that jumped down from the air was hit by a snowflake and turned into an ice sculpture in the process of falling. The moment it hit the ground.
Crack!
Crack!
It directly shattered into pieces, turning into ice fragments.
"Pollution-free cleanup. This ability is really great."
Lam Pham liked this ability. He thought about cleaning up zombies in the past. The most troublesome thing was the zombie corpses, piled up everywhere, and he didn't know how to deal with them.
But now it was very good.
After shattering, they turned into ice fragments, which looked much more comfortable.
"There should be no one who can survive in this city."
Lam Pham wanted to test the coverage range of Frostmourne's ability.
As he began to try.
The range of the ice continued to expand.
But under his control, it only froze the ground and did not freeze the buildings.
A hundred meters!
A thousand meters!
Ten thousand meters!
Wherever the frost passed, no matter what kind of zombie, it was frozen into an ice sculpture without its knowledge. Even evolved-type zombies were no exception.
Even zombies with slightly higher crystal colors, who reacted in the first instant and wanted to escape, were still frozen while jumping high.
"It's reached its limit."
Lam Pham felt that the freezing ability had reached its end and was no longer spreading. The limit was a radius of ten thousand meters with him as the center.
The area was 314 square kilometers.
It was already very large.
If it were a small county town, it would be equivalent to covering three-quarters of the area.
As the ice sculptures shattered.
[Killed a normal zombie]
[Points +1]
[Killed a normal zombie]
[Points +1]
. . .
The points continued to increase.
Just as Lam Pham was trying out Frostmourne's new ability.
The students who had left from the Hong Nhat Martial Arts School earlier had a conflict.
"Are you f*cking crazy?"
Trieu Trung got into a dispute with the person next to him, pushed his chest, sending him back a few steps, and looked at him with great disbelief.
The person he pushed was his junior brother, a member who had left with their senior brother at the same time.
The junior brother's name was Tuong Son. He had been at the Hong Nhat Martial Arts School for a year. His body was relatively thin and weak, and he was not outstanding in the martial arts school. His personality was a bit weak, but under the guidance of the coach, he had gradually gained confidence.
Trieu Trung knew that his junior brother Tuong Son's personality was weak and relatively kind.
But now, he really didn't expect such words to come from the mouth of the kind-hearted Tuong Son.
Ever since they became Mutants and gained incomparable power, they had been taken away from the organization by people with ulterior motives and sent to a temporary base where they stayed.
The so-called temporary base was just an abandoned building in the wild.
Then they stirred in the apocalypse.
Trieu Trung thought, "I have such strength now, I should go out and find some survivors, bring them a way to live." He remembered what the principal had said: "We practice martial arts not only to strengthen our bodies, but more importantly, to punish the evil and help the weak, to heal the wounded, to fight crime, and to uphold the law."
If you can't even do this, why come to a martial arts school? Going out to work is the best choice.
Therefore, Trieu Trung thought... I'm so strong now, I have the ability to do this. Even Senior Brother Thoi had told him, "You have the ability to protect yourself now. Do what you want to do, as long as you have a clear conscience."
So he set out with his junior brother Tuong Son.
But who would have thought that after encountering some survivors, because this group of survivors had shot at them, a misunderstanding was caused. Later, the misunderstanding was resolved, and everything was developing in a good direction.
But junior brother Tuong Son said... "You group of people dare to shoot at me, a truly unforgivable crime. In that case, let's have a hunter's game. Whoever can escape from my hands, I will let go."
For Trieu Trung, he really didn't believe his junior brother would say such a thing.
Tuong Son glanced at the survivors who were holding weapons with anxiety. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then his gaze turned to Trieu Trung.
"Senior Brother, it's meaningless. We are no longer the same kind of people as them. Don't tell me you want to save them. Hahaha... what a stupid idea."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Trieu Trung scolded angrily. He could sense a tyrannical gaze in his junior brother's eyes. He knew that his junior brother's mentality must have changed, but even if it had changed, it couldn't have become like this.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Don't you think they're disgusting, clearly unable to live, yet insisting on struggling to survive?" Tuong Son thought in his heart of crushing the head of the survivor in front of him, or punching a hole through his abdomen and then stirring inside.
"You weren't like this before."
Trieu Trung shook his head, saying in disbelief.
"What? What was I like before? Weak and easily bullied, so I had to pretend to be very kind, right?"
Tuong Son laughed, clenching his fists. "I am not the me of the past. I am now full of power. This world is our world. Isn't it exciting to see a group of insignificant humans fawning over us like animals?"
Trieu Trung said nothing.
He knew he could no longer reason with him.
Why were they willing to leave with their senior brother before? It was to gain power as ordinary people, then uphold the justice in their hearts. He could firmly say that he had never changed.
But he really couldn't control whether others would have a change in mentality after gaining power.
This was something he couldn't control.
"Alright. Since you think this way, if you want to play with these survivors as prey, you'll have to step over my dead body. Otherwise, I will absolutely not move aside."
Trieu Trung stood in front of the Awakened, his gaze firm as he looked at Tuong Son.
He was already prepared.
"Haha... don't be ridiculous. You're no match for me. Your evolution is far inferior to mine."
Tuong Son didn't even take Trieu Trung seriously.
"Even if I'm not a match, don't even think about me moving aside."
Trieu Trung was already prepared to go all out with Tuong Son.
And the survivors who were blocked by Trieu Trung all looked very haggard. They were just ordinary people. It was not easy to survive in the apocalypse. They had to be on edge everywhere.
Not only did they have to collect supplies, but they also had to avoid zombies.
Under this kind of situation, the mental pressure was doubled. It was simply torture.
And now, this kind of situation had appeared again.
They were really very scared.
Some held guns and couldn't help but want to shoot.
But they weren't stupid.
They knew someone was willing to help them, always standing in front of them.
And not far away.
Two people were silently watching the situation there.
"Ha, Senior Brother Trieu and Junior Brother Tuong are facing off. It's not good for us to just watch like this."
"What's not good about it? Just watch. I feel that what Junior Brother Tuong said is right. Treating humans as prey might be very fun."
"Haha... look, they're fighting. I really didn't expect that the previously weak Junior Brother Tuong would evolve to be so powerful after being injected with the serum. To use Senior Brother Thoi's words, his evolution is quite good."
"Yeah, but coming out with Senior Brother Thoi was really a wise choice. Otherwise, how would we have such strong power? It feels so good."
Just then.
They saw another figure appear not far away.
That figure was shimmering with light all over.
As if wearing battle armor.
"Who is that?"
"I don't know, wearing battle armor... it's not..."
The two of them glanced at each other, a look of surprise in their eyes.
They were previously at the Hong Nhat Martial Arts School, so they definitely knew some things. The battle armor was a special product of the Sunshine Shelter.
Just as they were talking.
The situation in the distance was about to end.
Just as they thought, Trieu Trung was just asking for death. His evolution was not perfect, yet he still wanted to fight with Tuong Son. What was this if not asking for death?
Tuong Son looked contemptuously at Trieu Trung, who was paralyzed on the ground. He slowly raised a finger stained with blood and licked it.
Pah...
He hated this kind of blood.
"Hehe, the hunt begins. Prey, enjoy the fun I'm about to bring you."
Tuong Son revealed a gloomy smile.
"Tuong Son, stop..." Trieu Trung crawled, wanting to stop Tuong Son from attacking this group of survivors, but his injuries were very serious now, and it was very difficult to stand up.
"You'd better lie down obediently. For the sake of our past as fellow students of the martial arts school, I'll spare your life. But don't be ungrateful."
Tuong Son didn't take Trieu Trung seriously.
The look in his eyes towards him was only pity.
Clack!
Trieu Trung struggled to grab Tuong Son's ankle, looked up, and said, "Don't be a fool."
Thump!
Tuong Son kicked Trieu Trung away.
"Trash."
The group of survivors was terrified, their fingers on the triggers.
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Bullets rained down.
But normal weapons had no effect on Tuong Son.
Even after all the bullets were fired, they hadn't injured him in the slightest.
"Monster, he's a monster."
"Can anyone come and save us..."
The survivors were in despair, not knowing what to do. The other party clearly looked like a human, but his behavior was not like a human at all.
They really couldn't imagine it. Zombies were already so terrifying. Why would this even more terrifying person appear?
A dark cloud of despair enveloped their hearts.
"Haha..."
Tuong Son's smile became even more sinister.
He liked it when prey resisted in despair.
However, at this moment.
The sound of heavy footsteps came.
Looking towards the entrance.
They unexpectedly saw a strange figure wearing battle armor appear.
Tuong Son frowned. The battle armor was very familiar.
When Trieu Trung saw this battle armor, a look of hope appeared in his eyes.