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Chapter 539 - 150: The Tyrant is not the Strongest, the Monitoring Zombie is the Strongest_6

Chapter 539: Chapter 150: The Tyrant is not the Strongest, the Monitoring Zombie is the Strongest_6

"Oh, oh..."

...

In an ancient cottage.

Gong Minghui lay naked on the bed, the morning was beautiful, but the troublesome thing was always feeling a bit restless upon waking.

At that moment, he looked at a poster of a seductive beauty pinned to the wall.

All the tools were ready.

The stack of white tissues was placed on his stomach.

His hand moved rhythmically up and down.

"Man, I wish I had a virtuous wife, or even just a girlfriend."

He just quietly got on with the task.

Noises outside didn’t bother him, the window was securely shut, no one would peek at this homebody.

In these tense apocalyptic times, the only thing that could numb the deep-seated panic inside was moments like this.

The feeling was coming.

Just as he was about to completely ascend to heaven.

Bang!

The tightly closed wooden door was kicked open, followed by a group of people entering in single file, startling Gong Minghui into staring, wide-eyed and dumbfounded, even the pose he was holding seemed frozen in time.

Pop pop!

Bubbling.

Gong Minghui died socially.

Even his younger brother covered his face, smacking his forehead, overwhelmed with indescribable embarrassment.

"Bro... brother."

Mao Ping and the others also saw the situation.

No fluctuation.

Understandable.

But for Gong Minghui.

This situation inflicted unimaginable damage on him, possibly casting a lifelong shadow or even preventing any revival of his masculinity.

Illusion, it must be an illusion.

Gong Minghui muttered to himself, trying to wipe himself clean with the tissues.

Only... Tan Qing stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and yanked him up from the bed, not even giving him a chance to put on pants.

"Can you contact Lin Fan in Sunshine District? Hurry up and do that."

"Can I wipe myself first...?"

"Quick, hurry and make contact."

Gong Minghui knew who they were, frightened, he quickly started communicating via radio.

"Is Lin Fan from Sunshine District there? Calling, calling, are you there?"

Everyone anxiously awaited.

For them, being able to contact Lin Fan from Sunshine District was crucial.

"Brother, you’re contacting me again?"

As the voice came through the device.

Tan Qing and others showed expressions of relief.

Tan Qing said, "Hello, my name is Tan Qing, a survivor from Xiangshan Film and Television City Base. Just now, we saw a Monitoring Zombie. When will the zombie horde arrive?"

Getting straight to the point, cutting the story short, and immediately introducing themselves.

"What? Monitoring Zombie? Crap, you guys might be done for. Listen, when exactly the Monitoring Zombie will bring the horde depends on how far away the Spiritual Zombie is. As soon as the Monitoring Zombie reaches the Spiritual Zombie to report the situation here, they’ll bring the horde. I think they might already be on their way."

Listening to what the other party said.

The looks on everyone’s faces turned grim.

"Please tell us how to deal with the zombie horde?"

"I might not be able to answer that for you. Our Sunshine District has also faced zombie hordes, but Lin Fan was the one who handled them, wiping out all the zombies, which ended the horde. But given your situation, you might not be able to do that; the best thing is to find a clean place to hide, ideally in a basement. I’ll notify Lin Fan now, ask him for advice. Hang in there, brother, there’s hope."

The voice conveyed.

Tan Qing looked at everyone.

"Mr. Mao, I think our Xiangshan Film and Television City Base may be facing an unimaginable disaster," Tan Qing said gravely.

Mao Ping had never seen what a zombie horde looked like, but he felt the situation was very serious.

Zhou Zhou said, "Uncle Tan, will that person from Huang City come to help us?"

Tan Qing shook his head, "Let’s not talk about whether they are willing to help us. Even if they really come, it takes ten hours by car. If the zombie wave is what I suspect it is, let alone ten hours, even one hour might be a bit unlikely."

They were Awakeners.

Impressive as they were.

But facing tens of thousands of zombies, they too would be overwhelmed.

Just then.

A survivor patrolling the city walls came running in with a pale face, "It’s bad, the zombies are here, so many, so many."

Upon hearing this, everyone’s face changed instantly, and they hurried towards the city wall.

In the blink of an eye.

The house was empty.

Gong Minghui’s younger brother wanted to stay and comfort his brother, but thinking of the social death scene his brother had just experienced, he feared staying might get him killed, so he followed everyone out.

At that moment, Gong Minghui seemed not to have heard about the zombies attacking.

Instead, he sat there blankly.

With his head lowered.

Looking at his younger brother.

Casually fiddling a little.

Done for.

He knew that from now on, the so-called "morning erection" might never meet him again. Life is just so miraculous, always dual-natured.

Soft and hard in accordance to the way of Yin and Yang.

But he could only be soft in the future.

Imbalance of Yin and Yang.

The city wall.

The situation before them had completely shocked them.

In the distance, densely packed, a swath of blackness, the intense howling sounds could be heard, all zombies, like a tidal wave tumbling down, unstoppable.

Ever since their awakening abilities had enhanced.

They had never felt such fear before.

The scene before them was something they had never even imagined.

"Mr. Mao, this time our Xiangshan Base may truly face a disaster. Could you have the women and children hide in the cellar, while the men come with us to the city wall to fight the zombies? This is our only chance; otherwise, our base will definitely perish,"

Tan Qing’s voice was so solemn that even breathing seemed difficult.

Mao Ping said, "Okay, I know."

Tan Qing looked around at the people nearby; some had trembling legs, some were swallowing saliva, and the fear in others’ eyes was hard to conceal.

"Fear is useless, the event has already unfolded before us. Fear and cowardice will only hasten our destruction."

"If you want to live, then fight. This is our only choice."

Now was not the time for fear.

If they were frightened without even resisting.

What’s the point in fighting?

Might as well kill ourselves.

Save us the heart-wrenching pain of being torn apart by zombies.

At this moment.

Xiangshan Base was in chaos.

When the survivors learned of the countless zombies attacking the city.

All the survivors were scared silly.

Some ran around in panic, screaming.

"The cellar can’t fit anymore."

"You’re a man, you can’t come in."

"Bullshit, I’m about to die, what’s this nonsense about being a man? Get out, make room for me."

But likewise.

There was also a group of people who were going in the opposite direction of the fleeing survivors, carrying various tools as they rushed to the city wall.

Going against the tide.

Knowing the danger, yet they headed towards the city wall without looking back.