Chapter 65: The Fading City (30)
Those who were not part of the Shadow Alliance were now fighting zombies and feeling regret.
They hadn’t expected to encounter both Master He and the top S-Player, who was famous for their skills.
The conflict between these top players was beyond the scope of these ordinary fighters.
When the strongest clash, the lesser ones suffer.
They had joined the team to survive, but...
The game was becoming increasingly difficult.
He Junheng knocked away a few zombies with his backhand and looked out through the broken floor-to-ceiling window at the black car pulling away on the road.
More zombies followed the car.
The two of them should have planned their escape route earlier, but nightfall made it very dangerous to be out.
Now that she’s back, they would eventually cross paths again.
He Junheng aimed his gun down and pulled the trigger.
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Sparse raindrops fell from the gray clouds, stirring up dust on the ground, while leaves rustled in the wind.
As soon as the car door closed, Ye Nianchu’s tense body finally relaxed.
She glanced down at the few spots of blood on her clothes and quickly removed her jacket, tossing it into the back seat.
If they were taken down by such a minor detail, they wouldn’t even have a place to mourn.
Leaving the hotel according to plan didn’t mean escaping the pile of corpses easily.
Even a minor wound, barely felt as pain, could be fatal, and the physical exertion was immense.
In life-and-death situations, people often discover hidden strengths, but with Ye Nianchu’s body at 20 unlocked degrees, she couldn’t handle the gun’s recoil for long. She was exhausted.
Qin Mubai slammed the gas pedal, accelerating and running over a zombie blocking the road. The car's wheels crushed the zombie’s body, black blood splattering onto the ground.
They needed to leave immediately. Being surrounded by thousands of zombies in the car meant they were close to death.
A bullet shattered the rear-view mirror with a sharp sound.
Ye Nianchu looked back at the hotel, her expression darkening.
With so many zombies in the hotel, and they were still facing threats.
Qin Mubai, calm at the wheel, swerved to avoid a second bullet and handed Ye Nianchu a new jacket from the space.
“The car is air-conditioned. Don’t catch a cold.”
Ye Nianchu put on the jacket and realized her worries might have been unnecessary.
Ordinary zombies couldn’t keep up, and they weren’t resistant to crashing.
The exit was near.
Just as she began to feel relieved, a reinforced zombie landed on the car’s roof with a thud.
Seeing the slightly dented roof, Ye Nianchu picked up her gun again.
It was too early to be happy.
Ordinary zombies couldn’t destroy the car, but Zombie 2.0 was another matter.
When one zombie jumps up, others often follow.
The car sped along, but the reinforced zombie clung to the roof, hitting it furiously.
Qin Mubai’s fingers twitched slightly, and as he was about to use his special abilities, Ye Nianchu stopped him.
“It’s not time yet,” Ye Nianchu said, shaking her head. “Don’t use special abilities.”
Breaking game rules or using special abilities early would result in penalties from the system.
At least half of the current round’s points would be deducted, and the body would suffer great pain until it stopped working.
In the worst case, it could lead to a shattered heart and death.
Qin Mubai nodded. “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”
He pressed the gas pedal to the floor, shaking off the zombies behind them, swerved onto another road, and sped towards the greenbelt.
Ye Nianchu braced herself, the front of the car deforming from the impact. Luckily, the zombie was thrown off the roof.