Chapter 63
Everywhere that big shot goes, danger follows.
Not to mention, there are mutant zombies nailed to the walls that not even bombs could kill.
He can nail zombies to the wall; maybe he could do the same to people.
Ye Nianchu curled her lips slightly, a cold edge showing in her calm gaze. "Master He Junheng, are you going to let us pass or not?"
The light outside had dimmed, and the sky was heavy with clouds. A cool breeze stirred, hinting at the arrival of summer rain.
He Junheng stepped forward, staying calm even with Ye Nianchu pointing a gun at him. "It’s about to rain, you know."
"The things you took from me are being put to good use," Ye Nianchu said casually.
Was this a reminder, or a threat?
Before the last five days of the game, He Junheng would never have used his S-class abilities.
So what if it rains? Even hail wouldn’t matter now.
He Junheng glanced at her indifferent face, and his eyes turned cold. "I didn’t want to force you."
Hearing this, Qin Mubai’s lips curled into a smile. His face, like finely carved white jade, turned frosty, and the long lashes shaded the darkness in his eyes.
At that moment, the mutant zombie nailed to the wall finally broke free. Its wounds started to heal, and it let out an ugly, guttural roar.
The quiet surroundings burst into chaos.
Zombies surged from all directions.
It was calling for its kind.
Everyone felt a sense of doom, their grips tightening on their weapons.
Only Qin Mubai’s smile deepened as he reached into his space and took something out.
The feeling of dread escalated, turning into pure anxiety.
The green liquid in the vial made his pale hands look even whiter.
It was an antidote—an antidote that would mutate zombies!
What on earth was he planning to do?
Ma Xin, who stood at the front, felt a chill crawl down his spine. This big shot was more terrifying than the zombies themselves.
"It’s just an antidote, right?" Ye Nianchu asked, confused.
"Yes, just an antidote," Qin Mubai replied with a smile. "But after I got the sample, I casually made an extra one."
The one in his hand was an improved version.
!?
Ye Nianchu whispered, "Are you cheating?"
Can the game even be played like this?
If it were anyone else, even if they got the sample, they wouldn’t be able to make another antidote. "Casually" was definitely an understatement here.
Zombies swarmed like a flood. Qin Mubai tossed the vial of antidote, which shattered on the ground without a trace of smell. But the surrounding zombies went even crazier, their forms shifting right before everyone’s eyes.
Their skin dried out and shrank, their bodies elongated and thinned.
In front of everyone, they transformed into an evolved version of Zombie 2.0.
Their speed and strength weren’t as powerful as Zeng Yi, who had directly injected the antidote, but their numbers made the game much harder for everyone.
People turned to stare at Qin Mubai with a mix of fear and anger, though no one dared to say anything.
Is he insane?
Does he think this game isn’t deadly enough already?
He actually made a whole batch of evolved zombies!
Does he not care about his own life, let alone others?
The boss of this game round... could it actually be him!?
Is the survival game secretly planting bosses among the players?
This is terrifying.
Gunfire erupted, breaking the chaotic tension.
At this point, He Junheng had no time to worry about anything else.
Ye Nianchu swung her knife, cutting down zombies that lunged at her. Qin Mubai had thrown the antidote toward He Junheng’s side, so most of the evolved zombies gathered around them.
The girl who had narrowly escaped death screamed and rushed over to He Junheng’s team, desperately seeking safety.