I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 205 - 094: If You Dare, Jump Up and Slash Me_4

Chapter 205: Chapter 094: If You Dare, Jump Up and Slash Me_4

A man watched the zombies chasing him from behind, grabbed the iron rod in his hand, and swung it at a zombie’s head, but as soon as he hit one, other zombies tackled him to the ground, leaving him no chance to resist.

One survivor hid under the cash register, trembling and clutching his head. The threat of the zombies and the shadow of death thoroughly shattered his mentality. An overwhelming sense of powerlessness swept over him, and unconsciously, his pants were wet with urine, drenching the floor.

Luckily, zombies have a poor sense of smell.

Otherwise, they would definitely smell the odd odor of urine.

He prayed, "Please don’t find me, please really don’t find me," as he covered his ears to block out the screams around him.

Elevator.

"Let me in, let me in," pleaded a survivor who couldn’t fit in the elevator, repeatedly prying the elevator doors open while the people inside looked terrified. Someone inside kicked the survivor trying to open the doors, sending him crashing against the wall.

"Damn you, get lost!" the person inside the elevator cursed.

They then saw the survivor who got kicked to the wall attempt to stand up, only to be pounced on by a zombie, creating a bloody scene that left them with unimaginable images.

As the elevator doors closed, the people inside suddenly felt like they had narrowly escaped death.

But...

Beep beep beep...

As that sound transmitted.

The survivors inside looked at each other, their eyes meeting as if they had seen a ghost. This sound was seldom heard, but it was not unfamiliar—it was the sound of being overweight.

The door hadn’t closed properly and began to slowly reopen.

Everyone stared in horror as zombies, standing outside oozing viscous liquid and rotating their pale eyes, appeared.

"Ah..."

Screams echoed through the air.

The heart-wrenching screams illustrated just how tragic the situation was for the group of survivors.

They regretted.

It was very safe to hide in their own little house.

But they came to this wretched place, and it led to death.

Outside.

Han Shuang and her group heard thudding noises above them—it was zombies trampling on their cars and a horde of zombies roaming around. Simply put, they were trapped in a flood of zombies.

Trying to simply drive away was impossible; their vehicle wasn’t nearly capable enough, not to mention the mutated zombies. These powerful behemoths were strong enough to turn their vehicle over if they tried to hide inside.

"Boss lady, what do we do?" Xu Zeyang dared only to whisper.

Han Shuang said, "It’s my fault. I insisted on checking out this place. If it weren’t for my poor judgment, we wouldn’t have ended up in this situation."

Wen Jie added, "Boss, you can’t blame yourself. Blame our own weak wills. You only came here because we all had thoughts of looking around. Who could’ve foreseen this? It’s strange though, I don’t understand why the zombies suddenly came here. We’ve encountered zombies before, but never in these numbers."

Han Shuang replied, "I don’t know, but I’ve always suspected that zombies might not be as we think they are. Let’s not talk now. We’ll wait for this to end, wait for their numbers to dwindle, then we can leave."

In the distance.

A zombie stood motionless, foolishly watching the scene before it. It was a Monitoring Zombie, capable of transmitting the location of the survivor’s shelter back to its kind, thereby triggering a zombie wave to overwhelm the shelter.

At that moment.

Lin Fan saw the building of the Jialong Hotel.

"Such a dense sound of zombies."

He heard the noise.

And he was a bit puzzled.

Why there were so many zombies near the supposedly secure shelter.

It was a matter worth pondering.

Walking, and as he rounded a corner, he was suddenly confronted by a dense crowd of zombies, completely blocking the road.

"Thinking of checking out the shelter’s situation yet having to clear these zombies first, it sure is a complex and troublesome task."

He felt no aversion to slashing at zombies.

Watching zombies, gaining points, becoming stronger—it was just like playing a video game. Effort led to rewards.

Looking at the distant situation.

"I need to cut through them fast. Although I am not clear about the shelter’s situation, I need to be proactive."

Drawing the Sword of Justice from behind him, his hand holding the blade gleamed with a silvery light, the light of righteousness. His body leaned forward, and with a burst, the ground beneath him cracked, and he instantly transformed into a blur as he charged into the group of zombies facing away from him. The silver light flickered, the blade invincible, slaughtering zombies fluidly, severing groups of them at the waist. To the zombies, they didn’t even realize what had happened until it was too late.

The ordinary citizens of Huang City, the righteous cleansers, kept reaping lives.

[Kill Zombie]

[Points +1]

Such points were just a bit of added fun to chopping zombies for him.

Hotel rooftop.

A helicopter was parked.

Qin Si climbed onto the rooftop and immediately locked the door behind him. He wouldn’t let anyone follow him; it was too dangerous, and at such a time, no one was trustworthy. Damn, it really was death.

Rap rap rap!

The sound of someone pushing the door.

"Open the door, Fourth Master."

"It’s me, Fourth Master, I’m Duan Hu, it’s me, Hu."

Anxious voices came from outside the door; they were panicked. Like Qin Si, they hadn’t taken the elevator. In that moment, taking the elevator was a foolish action, surely a dead end.

Descending the stairs was the wisest choice.

Rap rap rap!

The knocking grew more intense.

Qin Si still did not open the door but braced against it, fearing they might figure out a way to forcefully break in.